Hearing Jiang Wuwen say this, Ling Feiyu and the others first shook their heads, and then Xia Qing suddenly laughed and said, "Haha...... This stupid fork was hit!"

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Immediately, Ling Feiyu still said softly without hurrying: "Who is richer than you? I just took a fancy to this sword." ”

After a pause, Ling Feiyu lowered his voice again and said, "I'll give one hundred and one hundred thousand!"

"Damn! this kid has a hot brain, right?" all the low-level monks around him thought in unison.

Where can a low-level mid-level Sky Splitting Sword be worth this price? This is the voice of all low-level cultivators.

Even the bigwigs were looking sideways at Room 131.

Even if they are rich, if their descendants throw money like this, then they will definitely slap him to death!

"Hehe...... Xiaoyou in room one hundred and thirty-one has already bid one hundred and one hundred thousand, I don't know if there is a price increase?" said the wind lightly, but his eyes were looking at the room where Jiang Wuwen was.

When Jiang Wuwen heard that Ling Feiyu had raised the price again, he immediately sneered in his heart: "Hehe! Is it true that I am a loser?

Ling Feiyu wanted to pit Jiang Wuwen, why didn't Jiang Wuwen want to pit Ling Feiyu? Although he wanted to get this sword very much, the price was indeed too great, and he was indeed blinded by face before, but Ling Feiyu's obvious intention, he Jiang Wuwen could still see it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wuwen changed his mind, and he decided to play with this person who was against him.

Immediately, he also easily raised the price and said: "Then give 1.15 million!"

Everyone has no words to describe these two rich boys.

I had to watch these two people quietly pretending to be forced.

"Then I'll pay 1.16 million!"

"One million hundred and eighty thousand!"

......

"One million and two million!"

Jiang Wuwen has already increased the price by 1.2 million.

However, at this time, Ling Feiyu stopped raising the price and seemed to be a little hesitant.

"The little friend in room 130 has already increased the price to 1.2 million, I don't know if there is any price increase?" Feng Qingyang still said.

Jiang Wuwen saw that Ling Feiyu's side seemed to be unable to support it, so he said disdainfully: "Hehe! You still want to fight with me?

After hearing this, Ling Feiyu pretended to be angry and said, "You...... You're ......!"

"I, what am I?" Jiang Wuwen said with a chuckle, and there was a smugness that could not be concealed between his words,

However, Jiang Wuwen was shouting in his heart: "Increase the price, increase the price quickly!"

Feng Qingyang saw that Ling Feiyu was not raising the price, so he said, "Has no one raised the price?"

"I don't believe I can't compare to you!" Ling Feiyu said with a pretended madness.

Then, in that frantic and hurried voice, he said, "I'll give 1,250,000!"

"No money, right? Haha......! Then I'll pay 1.3 million!" Jiang Wuwen was paralyzed by Ling Feiyu's deliberately revealing crazy voice, in his opinion, Ling Feiyu had lost his mind at this time, and then suddenly increased the price to 1.3 million.

"One million three hundred and fifty thousand" Ling Feiyu also roared cooperatively, pretending to have lost his mind.

Hearing Ling Feiyu's price increase, Jiang Wuwen quickly raised the price again: "One million and four hundred thousand!"

Then, he pretended to be concerned and said to room 131: "Fellow Daoist, don't bid if you don't have money, right......?"

"Hmph, you don't care if I have money or not!1.5 million!" Ling Feiyu roared eagerly again.

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, one million and six million!" Jiang Wuwen said with a deliberately annoyed look.

According to Jiang Wuwen's plan, this time, if Ling Feiyu increases the price again, then he will give up the price increase......

I have to say that if it were another son-in-law, then his Jiang Wuwen's little abacus would really be able to calculate, but ......

What he met was Ling Feiyu.

Just when Jiang Wuwen was bidding 1.6 million, Ling Feiyu suddenly said, "Congratulations to Daoyou for winning this Sky Splitting Sword for 1.6 million!"

The audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone was blindsided......

According to the normal situation, Ling Feiyu, who lost his mind, should continue to bid!

At this time, the happiest thing is that the wind is clear.

The experienced Feng Qingyang also did not expect that a mid-level Heaven Splitting Sword would be auctioned for 1.6 million.

Jiang Wuwen also reacted at this moment, and his face at this time was as dark red as a pig's liver.

It's grown so big, and it's never been toyed with like this!

"Boy, why don't you continue to bid!" Jiang Wuwen asked angrily.

His face was really unbearable, and Jiang Wuwen at this time looked at the eyes of everyone looking at room 130, and felt that he was making fun of himself.

However, this feeling was correct, and everyone was indeed laughing at him.

"Huh...... This fellow Daoist is really funny, the auction bid is completely voluntary, why should I increase the price?" Ling Feiyu also smiled faintly.

"You ......!" Then, poof, Jiang Wuwen didn't come up in one breath, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He fell down on his back, and the people next to him also hurriedly supported Jiang Wuwen and hurriedly fed him a recovery pill.

Jiang Wuwen slowly woke up again.

At this time, Jiang Wuwen felt that it was better for him to faint.

In just a short counting time, the wind Qingyang also counted quickly and knocked down the hammer, the crisp sound of the hammer falling was so crisp and pleasant, but when it fell into Jiang Wuwen's ears, it was so ironic.

In his heart, 10,000 Jiang Wuwen was shouting to kill the people in room 131......

At this time, a sentence came from the wind and faintly: "Congratulations to the little friend in room 130 for purchasing a ground-level mid-level Heaven Splitting Sword with 1.6 million spirit stones!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Jiang Wuwen spurted out another mouthful of black blood.

In fact, Feng Qingyang just congratulated the monks who bought the martial arts according to the practice of the auction.

However, these words sounded so ironic to Jiang Wuwen, and then he fainted again.

At this time, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at room 131.

"What a powerful junior, this scheming, even if it is an old man, is not as good as ah......" A big guy in the corner looked at the room where Ling Feiyu was and couldn't help but admire.

"Haha...... Cool ......!" Xia Qing watched Jiang Wuwen deflated, not to mention how happy he was.

Ling Feiyu shook his head and did not speak, but quietly looked at the auction list.

At this time, he was still thinking about the inexplicable summoning feeling just now.

He secretly said in his heart, "What the hell is it?"

However, the auction continues.