Mo Fan was funny, he successfully attracted everyone's attention, especially Wen Yi Shizi and others, who had grievances with him, had secretly sent people to surround the auction hall, and revenge was today.

After Mo Fan's offer, the sixth-order spirit sword that was the final finale of the auction was unexpectedly unexpectedly unexpected, spending money to buy his own sword, which was not the result he wanted.

He saluted respectfully to the surroundings, and then said with a wicked smile, "Seniors, you are so generous, you just gave me such a precious sixth-order spirit sword, are you planning to kill people and seize the treasure! ”

Saying that, he threw a storage bag to Elder Liu Yang, Mo Fan continued with a smile: "Senior, it's good to help me throw this sword in your latrine! What I can't get is something that others can't think of, His Royal Highness Miss Xiao Xiao, your hope of entering the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion with this sword is going to be in vain! What a pity!"

Regardless of everyone's strange expressions, he immediately turned to leave, and Mo Fan, who looked a little forced to laugh, waved his hand and laughed at himself as he walked, "Ever since I stole the sword and ran away a year ago, I have not been able to subdue this weird broken sword." I wasted a lot of time and energy, not to mention it, and also caused shame on the family, now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have it!

Seeing the unwillingness and helplessness on the enemy's face, Wen Yi Shizi was happy from the bottom of his heart, and he looked at Mo Fan with a sarcastic look and said. "Mo Fan, you despicable and shameless villain, are you too happy, did Liu Yang's predecessors say that this sword belongs to you? You can't subdue this sword, that's your incompetence, hehe, I'll give two million!"

"I want to buy such a precious sword with just such a small amount of money, hehe! Master Mo, are you sick in the brain or are you in the water? The things in the auction hall are the ones with the highest price, don't be embarrassed here if you don't have money, I'm panicking for you!"

"Hehe, that's it!"

"Get out, save some face for your family, don't throw it outside if you're embarrassed, hehe!"

......

Everyone looked at Mo Fan as if they were looking at a clown, and they all sarcastically mocked him, and Mo Yun was silent when he came with Xiao Xiao upstairs, but he was sad for these people in his heart, "A group of mentally retarded people, being played by Brother Mo Fan in the palm of their hands and not knowing it, hehe!"

Mo Fan never cared about these boring ridicules, what he wanted was this effect, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be annoyed and angry, staring at Wen Yi Shizi and roaring: "The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce is not as unbearable as you think, the sword that received my money is mine, I can deal with it as I like, it's your business!"

"Young Master Mo Fan, we can understand your feelings, but our behavior is unacceptable, please respect yourself! Otherwise, don't blame us for not knowing how to be hospitable and blow you out!" Elder Liu Yang, who was in charge of the auction, motioned to the maid to return the storage bag to Mo Fan, and spoke unceremoniously.

"Hmph! Sure enough, it's a big shopkeeper who bullies customers, ten businessmen and nine traitors!"

Mo Fan's face was dark, his words were full of anger, and he snorted coldly and looked at Wen Yi Shizi and sneered: "What if you have a lot of money, when the time comes, it won't be like me." Don't blame me for not reminding you, the divine soldier will choose the master, and don't cry when it runs away on its own!

Regarding Mo Fan's unwilling remarks of obvious jealousy, envy and hatred, everyone chuckled disdainfully and joined the auction. At this moment, this sword has exceeded its original value, who doesn't want to seize such a good opportunity to join the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"Five million!"

"Six million!"

"Eight million!"

......

Everyone is crazy, as if money is not money, it is all millions of dollars, Mo Fan looked sad and helpless on the surface, but he was happy in his heart, "Add it, add it, tell you to be angry, see how you cry when the time comes, hehe..."

After a fierce bidding, this extremely sharp sword was finally auctioned by Wen Yi Shizi at a sky-high price of 15 million. In other words, it is a big deal for others to kill people and seize treasures, but people in the royal family are not so active.

Mo Fan stood in the crowd and covered his eyes with his hands, and mourned silently for Wen Yi Shizi in his heart, "Brother, I didn't mean to cheat you, who made you stupid and have a lot of money!

Wen Yi Shizi excitedly took the sword from Elder Liu Yang's hand, and then raised the sword in his hand to show off to Mo Fan, but unfortunately the sword he bought at a high price flew away before it was hot, he was stunned with a look of disbelief, and then he burst out of his mouth.

The Extreme Blade Sword suddenly burst out with endless sword qi to break free from Wen Yi Shizi's hand, and the few Dou Kings and Dou Huang present didn't have time to make a move, only to hear a sword roar, and the spirit sword pierced through the roof and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was stunned and confused, the huge auction hall instantly fell into dead silence, and the gloating Mo Fan suddenly laughed and was full of mockery, "I said that the gods choose the master, you just don't listen, this is a tragedy!

Mo Fan's words woke everyone up, and Mo Yun smiled like a flower in the VIP hall, saying in his heart that Brother Fan was really bad. Since she was a child, she has been influenced by the unreliable Mo Xiaotian, and Mo Yun is not inferior to the bad, she is not idle, she is the first to break through the roof and blend into the night, and she did not forget to stir up trouble before leaving.

The opportunity to change your fate is just around the corner, what are you hesitating about, let's all rely on our abilities! Wanjian Pavilion, I'm here!"

Mo Yun's crisp and excited voice resounded in the night sky, and Miss Xiao Xiao's helpless smile also followed, and her words stirred up everyone's greed. Anyway, the final finale didn't have anything to do with themselves, and one by one they rushed out of the auction hall to look for swords in the night.

In the blink of an eye, the auction hall of thousands of people was half empty in an instant, Mo Fan looked at Elder Liu Yang, who was completely confused, and said, "Senior, don't preside over the auction yet!

"Young Master Mo, what the hell is going on?"

Elder Liu Yang stared at Mo Fan deadly, wanting to find a satisfactory answer from him. Although it has been cleared with Wenyi Shizi's silver goods, if this matter is not handled well, it will definitely have a bad impact on the reputation of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce.

"Isn't what you're seeing in front of you, the divine soldier chooses the master! Things have proved that I am not the only one who is an incompetent waste, and with the dignified Wenyi Shizi as a companion, I am in a much better mood immediately, hehe!"

Mo Fan smiled and didn't have a straight shape, and he was a little speechless when he knocked on the melon seeds, and he didn't care about the strange eyes of others at all.

Throwing away the few remaining melon seeds, he looked at Elder Liu Yang, whose face was a little unnatural, and continued, "Senior, don't think about these useless things, hurry up and preside over the auction! Everyone is waiting for the flowers, and I also asked the little girl to talk about life ideals at the inn! The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and you will pay for delaying my time!"

"You..."

Elder Liu Yang glanced at Mo Fan with a gloomy expression, and wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

He glanced at the others around him and took a sip of water to moisten his throat, "Please invite our second finale, the corpse of a sixth-order top-level demon beast." After identification, this is a skink that failed to break through the seventh order, it contains dragon blood, and its preciousness does not need me to say more! The starting price is one million spars!"

As soon as Elder Liu Yang's words fell, Mo Fan shouted with a look of imperativeness: "I'll give five million!"

"Hmph! Six million!" "The people of the Royal Beast Zhai increased the price.

"Eight million!"

"Ten million!"

......

After fierce bidding, the skink was finally auctioned off by the Royal Beast Zhai for 12 million spars, and the angry Mo Fan unwillingly rushed out of the auction hall and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.