Chapter 433: Auction (2)

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As the figure got closer and closer, there were already different opinions on the field.

"This is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and there are only five of them here, this is a bit too arrogant, right?"

"Huh, didn't I hear that the new head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is quite young, how can he be an old man? ā€

"You are stupid, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has always used the color of the flying sword to divide the identity of the monk, among these people, the old man who does not wear the flying sword is the sword immortal, among them, there are three people wearing blue flying swords, they should be disciples of the foundation building period, and the other person wearing a purple flying sword should be the master. ā€

"He also looks a little too young. ā€

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Where the Seven Star Sect was located, Situ Jin slowly opened his eyes and squinted at the Ten Thousand Sword Sect and the others, a sneer appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Let so many people wait for you, your Ten Thousand Swords Sect is really big. ā€

Hearing this voice, Lan Feng's eyes flashed suddenly, calming his angry mood, he came to the side of the two heads of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and said with a slight smile: "Two seniors, there was something in the sect just now, so I came a little late, I'm really embarrassed." ā€

Xuanchuan snorted lightly, swept his eyes around, focused on Zhou Yueting a few times, and said coldly: "Didn't Qiu Mo come today?"

Zhou Yueting, who was on the side, glanced at Lan Feng beside her and said nothing.

Although Lan Feng's expression was as usual, he was sneering in his heart. There is a forbidden secret method on the limited forbidden scroll, which only needs a low-grade spirit stone as an array eye to hide a person's true appearance.

The spirit stone is a gathering of heaven and earth aura, and it will not be affected by the special topography of Vermilion Bird Mountain, although this forbidden formation is full of flaws, but the people who come here have lost all their mana, even if they are masters in the transformation period, it is impossible to see it.

Holding the flying sword in his hand, he took two steps forward, and Lan Feng said, "I didn't expect that a disciple could impress the Xuan seniors, this is the honor of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." ā€

"Don't talk nonsense, did you bring something?" Xuan Mu frowned slightly, and looked at Lan Feng for a long time.

"I can't come empty-handed. Lan Feng touched the purple flying sword on his waist again, and raised his head as usual.

"This sword looks extraordinary, could it be made of purple gold materials?" Xuan Chuan only then noticed the flying sword on Lan Feng's waist, and a sharp cold light flashed in his deep eyes.

Lan Feng smiled slightly, and was thinking about how to answer, when Situ Jin on the side suddenly coughed lightly, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "Xuan Daoyou, this auction shouldn't be for us to come and see the excitement, right?"

Xuan Mu looked stunned, glanced at Lan Feng meaningfully, and said with a smile: "Since it is an auction, it is natural to bid, but the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is a corpse spirit, and I haven't seen anything yet?"

Lan Feng's eyes flashed, and he sneered: "The corpse spirit is the resentment of the monks in the Burning Immortal Valley, and now it is sealed in the purple gold sword by me, if you want to release it, I am afraid that it will destroy the entire Vermilion Bird Mountain." ā€

"Such a powerful creature, how did you seal it?" Situ Jin rolled his eyes, looked at the purple gold sword full of cracks on his waist for a long time, and then glanced lightly at a blue sword disciple behind Lan Feng, his face became more and more gloomy.

Faced with the questioning, Lan Feng didn't care, and when he saw that he didn't look at Situ Jin, he snorted lightly, and did not respond, but turned his eyes slightly and looked at Xuan Mu.

Lan Feng's calm gaze made Xuan Mu feel stunned in his heart.

For hundreds of years, the status of the Seven Star Sect has been climbing, and even he has to be afraid of three points, and Lan Feng is so arrogant that if his cultivation has not reached the transformation stage, it is impossible for anyone to believe it.

Xuan Mu narrowed his eyes, and when he wanted to use his divine sense to snoop, he found that this place was also preventing the divine sense from coming out, and the more this was the case, the more curious he became about Lan Feng's true strength.

Although it is a small sect, Lan Feng has not been in charge for a long time, so his strength is still unknown so far, so naturally he still can't say it too much.

At this moment, he suddenly regretted why he had used Suzaku Mountain as a trading location at that time, but even so, he still pretended to be calm, waved his cuffs, and the last three-flavor fruit was already in his hand, and announced, "The auction will start now." ā€

"Huayin Sect, two top-grade spirit stones. In the crowd, a middle-aged man suddenly said in a loud voice.

"I didn't expect Huayin Sect to have this treasure, it's really hidden, the best spirit stone is hard to find, and they actually took out such a good thing as a bargaining chip for a fruit. ā€

"It seems that our sect is no play. ā€

"I'll just take a look at it with the psychology of watching the excitement, haven't you seen that Mingxin Pavilion hasn't made a move? ā€

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There was a sigh on the field, but Xuan Mu's eyes showed disdain.

"A top-grade yellow-level magic weapon. There was a moment of silence, and a sect leader on the field followed.

The head of the Huayin Sect touched his beard and said coldly: "Two top-grade spirit stones, plus a top-grade yellow-rank magic weapon." ā€

The disciple who had just shouted the price frowned and looked at the middle-aged man on the side.

The middle-aged man was naturally the head of the sect, he glanced at the old man of the Huayin Sect coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "A top-grade Xuan-level magic weapon." ā€

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became surprisingly quiet, and everyone seemed to be shocked, and they all looked at the middle-aged man with incredible eyes, although Xuan Mu's eyes flashed slightly, in fact, this three-flavor fruit was not worth such a high price, but compared to the corpse, it was still much worse.

In fact, he also wondered in his heart, these three flavor fruits didn't have a big effect, why Lan Feng would try to get them.

"Originally, this three-flavor fruit should be mine now, all because you said what corpse spirit to exchange. Bullshit, no one has ever seen that thing, I really don't believe you can really take it out, if the final buyer is not you, even if the demon world lets you go, our Si Taki will definitely break you into pieces. If you get this, I won't let it go, the three-flavor fruit is destined to be mine. ā€

Half a month ago, the middle-aged dwarf Si Long, who came to the Heavenly Demon Sect to compete for the three-flavor fruit, lowered his eyebrows and glared at Lan Feng fiercely, his face was cloudy, and after hesitating for a long time, he still put back the ghost ten thousand bone banners that had been held for a long time.

The head of the Huayin Sect may not be very hopeful about the three flavor fruits, and he also understands that the most powerful sects have not yet made a move, so he simply gave up, raised his eyebrows, and waved his hand: "Let it be given to you." ā€

The middle-aged man who shouted the price was stunned, and when he saw the dead silence on the field, his face turned blue in an instant, and he secretly regretted that the price he had just called was too high.

After being silent for a long time, Xuanchuan snorted lightly, glanced at Lan Feng with slanted eyes, and said coldly: "Has no one come up with anything better?"

"Mingxin Pavilion, Qingxuan Yuanzhu. An extremely flat male voice came from the corner of the auction hall.