Inverse Sword God

"Lin Feng!"

Many people looked at the figure behind and exclaimed.

This is the ruthless man who ranks fifth on the Qianlong list. It is rumored that he will fight with the third place, and it is very likely that he will improve again.

Moreover, he was born in Jianchi Mansion, with a distinguished status, far exceeding ordinary people.

"There are some things on the way. It's late, so I'm disturbing!" Lin Feng said to the old people in Wanbaolou.

Several people nodded slightly, acquiescing.

Jianchi Mansion is the top force of the Xia Kingdom, and Lin Feng is the leader of the younger generation of Jianchi Mansion, with a special status.

Although their Wanbaolou is powerful, they do not want to provoke a giant like Jianchifu.

Lin Feng and others were invited into a private room, and everyone's eyes returned to the auction table again.

The white-robed old man cleared his throat and said aloud, "Qiuhen sword, the reserve price is 200,000 yuan, and the shooting starts now!"

Lin Xuan exhaled fiercely. At that moment, he had the urge to rush up.

Fortunately, he held back.

He was going to return to Jianchi Mansion, and dignifiedly defeat Lin Feng in front of many clansmen.

He wants to restore his reputation!

Calm down, Lin Xuan's mind returned to the auction.

The price at this time has risen to 250,000, and it continues to rise.

After all, this is a mysterious intermediate-level treasure, which can increase the attack by about 60%, and no one is not jealous.

"Three hundred thousand!"

In the private room where Lin Feng was, the price came out.

However, Lin Xuan knew that this was not Lin Feng's voice, but the person beside him.

In the private room No. 5, Lin Feng was sitting on a comfortable chair, next to him was a boy with a sword pattern on his eyebrows.

"Why, are you interested in that sword?" Lin Feng asked indifferently.

"I just want to collect it." The corner of the sword pattern boy's mouth curled up.

"Three hundred thousand."

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded, clearly echoing in the hall.

Everyone was stunned. First, they didn't expect that someone would dare to grab something from Lin Feng's people.

Furthermore, everyone found that the owner of the voice was the one who photographed the long sword treasure.

Cang Leopard's body trembled a little when he heard this sound, and this sound made him miss the opportunity.

In the No. 5 private room, the sword-patterned youth snorted coldly: "There are really people who are not afraid of death!"

He was about to fight back, and at this moment, the quotation sounded again in the hall.

"Three hundred and twenty thousand!"

The voice was very calm, and there was a firmness in his tone.

Everyone was in an uproar, and they turned their heads to look for the person who made the sound.

Lin Xuan was in the hall, and he didn't hide it deliberately, and someone soon found him.

Countless eyes converged on him, and many people were puzzled.

"Who is this black robe?"

"I don't know, he would dare to grab something from Lin Feng's people, he must be dead!"

These people whispered, in their opinion, the people in the private room No. 3 dared to speak because of their noble status and were not afraid of Lin Feng.

As for the man in black robe in front of him, he couldn't see his cultivation, and he was sitting in the hall as if he had an ordinary identity.

But he dared to participate in the bidding, which made everyone incomprehensible.

"I've seen him, and he has a silver token in his hand." Someone had seen Lin Xuan at the entrance and said it at the moment.

Many people shook their heads and sneered. Although the silver token was precious, it was much worse than the people in the private room.

Lin Xuan saw everyone's reaction in his eyes, he didn't say anything, he had to get this sword.

In the No. 5 private room, the face of the sword-printed youth became very ugly.

The other people in the private room had to bid with him, after all, they were all people of equal status.

However, a warrior sitting in the hall dared to participate in this matter, which made him feel insulted.

"I don't know what to do!"

The sword-printed boy's voice was cold, his eyes were like electricity, and he locked Lin Xuan through the layers of barriers.

snort!

Lin Xuan sensed the gaze on the second floor, turned his head slightly, there was a trace of sword intent in his eyes, and cut off the gaze looking at him.

There are small fluctuations in the air, and some people with high strength have found anomalies.

Many people showed surprise.

The sword-marked youth was stunned for a moment, and then his face was gloomy. He never thought that he would suffer a loss.

There was a hint of sternness in his eyes just now, and he was thinking of a lesson from the black-robed man.

But he didn't expect that the other party's breath was stronger than him, and it contained a trace of attack directly, and counterattacked him.

"Hey, I seem to feel a hint of sword intent." Lin Feng frowned slightly, looking at the man in black robe below.

At the same time, in the private room No. 3, there was also a humming sound.

Lin Xuan felt that a soul force flowed out from the No. 3 private room and approached him.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and he also mobilized his soul power to cover his body to prevent anyone from exploring.

In the private room No. 3, a handsome young man was half-lying lazily, his whole body sinking into the soft reclining chair.

Suddenly, his face changed slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Just now, his soul perception was blocked.

Obviously, the other party is also a master of soul power.

"The soul is outstanding, there seems to be a trace of sword intent just now, who is this person?"

The handsome young man was entrusted with his chin and fell into contemplation.

The performance of the man in black robe was beyond everyone's expectations, and his identity became extremely mysterious for a while.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" The sword-marked youth said coldly.

"Three hundred and sixty thousand." The handsome young man in the private room No. 3 said lazily.

"Three hundred and eighty thousand." Lin Xuan said solemnly.

The price climbed rapidly, and soon reached 400,000.

Lin Xuan frowned. He got 260,000 for the long knife treasure he auctioned off, and the spiritual medicine on his body added up to more than 200,000. Plus the spiritual stones he got from others, it was about 500,000.

The current price made his heart a little heavy.

Fortunately, the owner of the private room No. 3 withdrew from the fight.

Now only Lin Xuan and the sword-pattern boy are left.

"420,000." The sword pattern youth said coldly,

"Four hundred and fifty thousand!" Lin Xuan's voice did not change.

"Humph!"

In the private room No. 5, the sword-marked youth snorted coldly.

"This price has exceeded the value of the long sword itself, don't fight." Lin Feng said lightly.

"Don't worry, I won't bid, but there are many ways to get that sword!"

The youth with the sword pattern looked at Lin Xuan, and it was extremely cold.

"Four hundred and fifty thousand, is there anyone else bidding?"

On the auction stage, the white-robed old man asked aloud, but his heart was filled with joy.

No one answered, this price is already high enough, didn't you see that even the private room people quit the fight!

In the end, Qiuhen Jianluo was photographed by Lin Xuan.

"This item that will be auctioned below is very special. It is a piece of news about spiritual treasures." The white-robed old man said solemnly.

Originally, Lin Xuan wanted to leave, so he went to the background to trade and then left.

However, the news in front of him stopped him.

Not only him, the whole hall was boiling.

Spirit-level treasures, that are the top treasures in the eyes of the world, generally only top great teachers and noble families have them.

And now, a new spiritual-level treasure has appeared, how can these people not be excited!

However, how does a news auction?

Everyone looked at the auction table.

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