Fu Weifeng became more and more anxious, and kept blasting out the true qi, but every time he let Liu Fan avoid it dangerously, his breath became worse and worse, Liu Fan's fist attacked, basically only brought a small amount of true yuan, but the fast attack of the fist, and had to let him mention the true qi defense, who knows which punch he carried the true yuan? The loss of true qi is increasing, the original strength in the late stage of foundation building, less than half an hour of fierce battle, now at most can only release the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, and the speed has decreased significantly.

"That's it, it's time for me to attack!" Liu Fan ran the Immortal Illusion Technique, using the Purple Cloud Sect Fist Technique, to quickly increase the speed, and the punches became faster and faster, Fu Weifeng blocked left and right, but every defensive movement trajectory was clearly visible in Liu Fan's divine sense, Liu Fan could always attack the most powerful punch at the most appropriate time, and the fist with real power kept bombarding Fu Weifeng's body, making him more and more aggrieved.

"Game over!" Liu Fanfeng was indifferent, and sent out two of his strongest attacks. With a howl, Fu Weifeng fell to the ground, and his right hand and left foot were gone.

"This is the result you have always wanted, but it has been given to you as it is!" Liu Fan continued.

"How can this be?" Looking at the abolished hands and feet, Fu Weifeng was disheartened, he couldn't believe that this was true, he ranked third in the Purple Cloud Sect, it was step by step, it was obtained by defeating opponents in competitions, and only he knew the hardships of this way. Isn't Liu Fan ranked 600? He should be abused at will, but he was abused for the sake of Shenma? Fu Weifeng was puzzled.

"Is this the strength of the 600th place? Raising the ranking to third place in an hour? Isn't it a dream?" The surrounding crowd also had a sense of unreality, why didn't such a strong strength show it during the competition?

A farce ended in more than an hour, and Liu Fan's name quickly spread within the Purple Cloud Sect. This is what Liu Fan doesn't want, but others have bullied him, and he has to fight if he doesn't fight, and he can't think of being famous.

"Hello, can I help you?" asked the hostess in front of the Universal Pavilion with a smile.

"Who is the person in charge here?" Liu Fan, who used the immortal illusion to transform into a middle-aged and elegant man, asked Miss Etiquette in a large cultivation material market called Universal Pavilion, Universal Pavilion is the largest square market here, it is said that as long as you have enough Yuan Crystal, you will definitely be able to buy anything that can be purchased on the Qiongzhou Continent, and as long as you have cultivation materials, you can exchange them for other items or Yuan Crystal here. In the Cave Mansion of the First Peak of the Purple Cloud Sect, Liu Fan practiced in retreat for a few days, and felt that his true yuan was abundant and his spiritual power had improved a lot. Tidy up the storage bags around you, come to the cultivation materials trading ground, a lot of unwanted materials will be exchanged for Yuan Jing, and, entering the foundation building period, the sub-spirit weapon already has the effect of a magic horse, whether it is from the attack or the flight, you need to configure the spirit weapon, after all, walking at the outer door, flying with a flying spirit weapon saves true qi much more than flying directly, and the speed is relatively fast.

"Sir, please!" The hostess let Liu Fan into the inner private room, they knew that many customers had special circumstances as a last resort and only dealt with the principal.

"This is our cultural director, who is responsible for all the business of our store. Miss Etiquette introduced a delicate hostess to Liu Fan.

"Please value these supplies. After Miss Manners left, Liu Fan put a large pile of cultivation materials, weapons, elixirs, and demon crystals on the table.

"Twelve thousand medium-grade Yuan Jing. Director Meiwen quickly reported the converted Yuanjing to Liu Fan.

"The best spiritual weapon here is the Divine Horse Grade?Divine Horse Price?" asked Liu Fan.

"There are only low-level spiritual weapons in the normal trading venue, if you want to be intermediate or high-level, you can only trade in the auction venue, this afternoon, we just have an auction, you are our honored guest, with this platinum card you can enter the VIP room. After speaking, Director Wen handed over Liu Fan's platinum card, which contained 12,000 medium-grade yuan crystals. This is the Qiongzhou mainland universal metacrystalline trading card.

"Is there a Qiankun ring?" asked Liu Fan. The storage bag space is too small, and there are a little more supplies, so there is no way to fit it.

"Yes, the largest one hundred cubic meters, two hundred medium-grade yuan crystals. Director Wen smiled charmingly.

"Please take two, thank you!"

This is a huge auction hall, Liu Fan was taken to the VIP room on the second floor by Miss Manners, and saw the black crowd on the first floor, Liu Fan waited quietly for the auction to start.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the first item to be auctioned today is a medium-grade Juling Pill, with a reserve price of fifty medium-grade Yuanjing. The seductive lead auctioneer brought out the first lot and offered an unexpected low price. At this price, I can only barely buy a low-grade Gathering Spirit Pill. Medium-grade Gathering Spirit Pill is rare in the mainland market of Qiongzhou, because it requires a variety of high-grade spirit essences, and the success rate of refining medium-grade Gathering Spirit Pill is very low, only a few major sects and strong immortal cultivation families can refine a small amount of medium-grade Gathering Spirit Pill every year. It is a very important pill from the middle stage of foundation building to the pre-Ning Dan realm.

"One hundred medium-grade Yuanjing!" an old man in the hall raised a sign to quote.

"One hundred and fifty medium-grade Yuan Jing. A middle-aged man quoted.

With the ups and downs of quotations, it didn't take long for the VIP room on the second floor to soar the price to a high of 800 yuan crystals. At this time, no one on the first floor raised the offer sign.

"Eight hundred medium-grade Yuan Crystals in the No. 3 VIP room, is there a higher price? This is a good opportunity for the high-level foundation building period to advance. The main photographer seduced.

"Eight hundred and fifty medium-grade Yuan Jing. "Liu Fan's first slow offer, such a bid, if you are too anxious, others will see that you are eager to bid, and they may deliberately add trouble to you.

"The price of the No. 5 VIP room is eight hundred and fifty medium-grade Yuan Jing, is there any price increase?" the auctioneer tempted.

"Nine hundred medium-grade Yuanjing. There was silence for several breaths, and the voice of the old man in the No. 3 VIP room was added to fifty medium-grade Yuan Jing. and released a murderous aura in Liu Fan's private room, and the strength of the later stage of foundation building was undoubtedly revealed.

"Nine hundred and fifty medium-grade Yuan Jing. Liu Fan continued to increase the price, ignoring the threat of the strength of the third VIP room in the late stage of foundation building, on the Qiongzhou Continent, this price to purchase a medium-grade Gathering Spirit Pill is a very high price, and it is difficult for many foundation building period cultivators to earn it back in the short term.

"Is there a price increase?" was silent for a long time, and the main auctioneer continued to ask unwillingly, three times later, with the last offer falling the hammer, the medium-grade Juling Pill was auctioned by Liu Fan for nine hundred and fifty medium-grade Yuanjing. At the same time, a thick killing intent enveloped the No. 3 VIP room. released a small amount of divine sense, and saw an elderly strong man in the late stage of foundation building who was angry at his own box.

For the auction of many materials in the future, Liu Fan Zaimu is interested in the horse, and he only wants to get what he wants