Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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"I can't use it, I can use it!" Then, Ye Chen looked down again.

Compared with several previous mystery auctions, this day the club is obviously under-represented. Long ago, Yang Ge said that no one had bargained.

On the stage, Yang Ge saw no one shouting at the price, and frowned slightly.

"The stick method is difficult to repair, and it is useless." Most people hold up tea cups and do not interrupt the auction of participating in the club.

"If sword mystery, you can think about it."

"This is a side door. No one wants it!"

Listening to the discussion below, Ye Chen secretly relieved, at least a lot of competitors.

"No one wants it?" Yangge looked around and looked down, after all, he couldn't help but ask.

Looking at the bottom, drinking tea and drinking tea, my sister-in-law's sister-in-law, as far as Yang Ge's question is concerned, it is like farting, which means that they don't want this stick method.

Seeing this, although Yangge Lao had been psychologically prepared, he still felt embarrassed.

"Since no one wants it, then this stick method will be shot, we ..."

"I want me to." After waiting for Yang Ge to finish his words, Ye Chen hurriedly held up a sign. "Senior, thirty-one thousand spirit stones, I'll take the stick club this day."

Huh?

Ye Chen's voice attracted a lot of attention. Those who came to the auction to secretly did practice the mystery of sticks.

Really don't say that after Ye Chen bid, there was no one at the scene to bid.

When he saw this, Yang Ge rubbed his eyebrows secretly, then raised his arm holding the hammer and was about to knock it down.

However, before he fell, an untimely voice from the elegant room of Zhengyang Zong on the second floor sounded again, "Forty thousand, I Zhengyang Zong received it."

In the corner, listening to Wu Changqing's high words, Ye Chen glanced coldly at Yajian on the second floor. "Wu Changqing, it's you again. You don't need it when no one took it. Now I shot it, and you ran out again. "

"Forty thousand, is anyone still raising the price? If no one is increasing ..."

"One hundred thousand." Before waiting for Yangge to finish speaking, Ye Chen in the corner interrupted his discourse again, and mentioned the price to the hundred thousand spirits in one breath.

"Someone grabbing something with Wu Changqing?"

"It won't be the guy from yesterday!"

"I can't see. Yesterday the man wore a ghost head mask, and today he wore a wolf head mask."

Looking at Yajian on the second floor again, Wu Changqing's face became gloomy again.

Yesterday, he held on to the power of Zhengyangzong and played with tenderness for the iron rod, but never thought he was crushed by half a million people. His face and Zhengyangzong's face were completely lost by him.

Today, someone robbed him of something and made him burn in anger. Although he wanted the club to be useless that day, he could not tolerate others to offend his majesty.

"Fifteen thousand." Thinking in this way, Wu Changqing could not help but sternly.

"200,000." As soon as his voice fell, Ye Chen in the corner responded.

"Boy, you can't do it!" Xiong Er dragged Ye Chen's horns, and his other hand didn't forget to cover his crotch. He could see that Ye Chen would borrow spirits from him next time. Stone out.

"300,000 spirit stones are ready." Ye Chen glanced at Xiong Er.

"You shit, I haven't covered it yet?" Xiong Er grinned.

"Boy, do you know who you're grabbing from?" In the second floor, Wu Changqing's voice was cold.

"Fair bidding, the one with the highest price wins, the predecessor has to overpower others." Ye Chen's words were not humble, but his lips were sneered tightly.

He has already worked hard to fight with Wu Changqing again. Even if he loses his family, he will have to shoot the stick club for Huwa that day. There are few stick tricks, and he will never miss it.

Naturally, this is just one of them.

At this moment, Ye Chen's mind was still disturbed by the incident of being driven down the mountain that day. That was his eternal pain. He was even more accustomed to Wu Changqing's attitude of supremacy, all of which drove him to make a crazy thing.

"It's a fair bid." On the second floor, there was a cold laugh from Wu Changqing.

"I have 250,000 from Zhengyang."

"500,000." As soon as Wu Changqing's words fell, Ye Chen raised his sign.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Suddenly, the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion was full of the voice of spitting tea. Ye Chen raised the price by 250,000 at a stretch, almost choking them to death.

"What the **** is this." Hidden in the Dragon Pavilion, it seemed to be boiling.

"How precious is the stick's mystery?"

"That kid is brave enough! Dare to grab something from Zhengyangzong."

"Hundreds of thousands of spirits, this is going to God! Yesterday was a broken iron whip, today is a broken stick method. No matter what is the least noticed, it will be sold at sky high prices, what is happening in this world. "

The enthusiastic vocals, Ye Chen in the corner, became the most watched person in the audience.

On the second floor, there were successively opened bead curtains overlooking one after another. The parents of the major generations, Qingyunzong, Hengyuezong, the windless trace, and the three **** hallowed powerhouses of the Bloodthirsty Hall all cast surprise eyes. .

Compared to these people, Wu Changqing's complexion has changed from gloomy to ruthless, and from ruthless to hesitant.

Yesterday's face was sweeping away, and today's scene looks like yesterday.

Again, if you ca n’t shoot that stick method, you will lose not only his face, but the entire face of Zhengyangzong.

"I obviously want that stick method to be useless, but I have to run out and pretend to see it, the fork is split!" Someone sneered.

Looking closely, it turned out to be the Zhuge Yu who sold Ye Chenxuan Tie and Xuan Steel yesterday. His words did not go unnoticed. At first glance, he was a man of profound cultivation and was not afraid of the might of Zhengyangzong.

His words made Wu Changqing's old face hot.

boom!

He smashed the table and chairs next to him, and was about to bid, but was stopped by Hua Yun and Ji Ningshuang behind him.

"Elder, our goal is Tianji Dan."

"Also ask the elder to think twice, don't waste too much spirit stone on this useless stick method."

The words of Hua Yun and Ji Ningshuang made Wu Changqing wake up like a dream, and he was gradually awakened by anger.

Rao is so, Wu Changqing's sleeves still clasped his hands, and a cold murderous raged in the cavity. If it was not forbidden to fight privately here, he would have rushed down and shot Ye Feng.

"Check, check for me!" Wu Changqing took a sigh of relief, and Shengsheng took the anger back. "I'll see who is so bold. I want him to die better than he die."

A thrilling auction has come to an end.

The old man on the stage couldn't help sighing.

What the **** is this.

Yesterday was the broken iron whip, today is this broken stick method, but these two things that Tian Xuan Men did not like the most, they even sold a price of 500,000 yuan. Rao is his elder, who was expecting. Missed.

With a stern finale, Ye Chen patted the Tianyi club array as he wished.

"Yes, I lost my family again." Xiong Er shrugged his fat head and stuck it on the table. "It seems that he can't find the second uncle to ask for some money, I'm a god!"

"Three hundred thousand, I will bring you interest back in the future." Ye Chen patted Xiong Er's shoulder.

After hearing that, Xiong Er's eyes brightened, and then he took out a pen and paper from the crotch, and Long Fei Feng Wu wrote a series of large characters and wiped his nose, which was passed to Ye Chen. Sign it! "

"by."