Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Silk sacred garments made by the half-saint realm can withstand the eight attacks of the realm of the realm?"

"Gosh, is this true?"

"Good treasure!"

Looking at the crystal-clear silk treasure clothing, in an instant, the whole scene was completely exploded!

All the monks could not help but start talking about it in exclamation.

You know, in the Eighteenth Great Empire, respecting the powerful is already a rare existence, and it is rare to see it for a hundred years.

But this silk treasure can withstand eight full-strength attacks by the respectable powerhouse. Doesn't this mean that as long as you wear this treasure, you can die?

Where is this silk treasure, it is a death-free gold medal!

For a time, most monks couldn't help becoming hot, and even faintly reddish.

Of course, the excitement turned into the excitement, and the eye fever turned into the eye fever, but the sky-high price of one billion yuan still made many people discouraged.

Wang Fan's eyes also became hot. He didn't want to take this silk treasure for himself, but for Han Qingyi.

After all, Han Qingyi's cultivation practice is too weak. She is fine with her. If she is not with her, she will be very dangerous.

And if you have this treasure clothing, the life of Han Qingyi can provide an extra layer of protection.

While Wang Fan was about to move, the Yin Ying youth couldn't help but stand upright.

Obviously, this silk treasure also aroused his interest.

"One hundred and fifty million!"

"1.2 billion!"

"1.5 billion!"

At this time, the sound of bidding was already resounding one after another.

The sounds containing Aura are like thunder, and they are violently blasted in this auction.

Wang Fan noticed this scene and hurriedly arranged a layer of enchantment around Han Qingyi before C could protect him from the impact.

Otherwise, according to Han Qingyi's cultivation practice, the sound of thunder alone is enough to seriously hurt Reiki.

Wang Fan did not immediately quote, but began to wait quietly.

He knew that the offer at this time had no meaning at all, and would only be overwhelmed by the sound of the following offer, unless the price he quoted was much higher than the current price.

At the same time, Wang Fan was very depressed.

Originally, he already owns 4.3 billion Needling Spirit Stones, which is already very rich. But now it seems that he is still poor.

It was only in a short time that the price of silk treasures had reached nearly two billion yuan. From this, it can be seen that he did not necessarily buy that level of martial arts and Zunyi Dan with this spirit stone.

"1.8 billion!"

"1.9 billion!"

"Two billion!"

The price of silk treasures is still surging, and it quickly soared to 2 billion.

At this time, there were not many monks still bidding.

After all, the 2 billion Needling Spirit Stone has already been counted as a very large sum. What's more, the ultimate goal of most monks is still that level martial art and Zunyidan.

"2.5 billion!"

A sharp voice suddenly resounded through the auction house, causing a short silence in the auction house.

The direct mention of 2.5 billion from 2 billion in one breath requires great effort.

Huh!

The monks turned their heads in the direction of the sound, only to find out that it was a yinying young man wearing a red robe.

"The prince of Huoshazong?"

"Why is he here too, is it true that Huoxuezong is also interested in that Zun class martial art and Zun Yi Dan?"

Looking at this young man, some monks' faces couldn't help but change slightly, and even turned their heads in horror, they dared not continue to read more, let alone continue to bid.

They all recognized the identity of Yin Ying youth, and they were very afraid of it.

The Yinying youth didn't even care about the eyes of those monks. He smiled, his eyes flashed red, his breath burst apart, and the strength of the ninth level of Wang Jing was dispersed throughout the audience.

"Huosha Zong? Sha Gongzi?" Wang Fan listened to the monks' remarks, but couldn't help but whispered, keeping this force in mind.

"Little ladies, why didn't you drop the hammer, didn't you see no one bidding? Could you ask me to drop the hammer for you?"

The Yinying youth saw that the voluptuous woman who presided over the auction did not respond for a long time, couldn't help but grinned, and said to the voluptuous woman happily.

The voluptuous woman was stunned for a while, and she soon recovered.

She glanced at the yawning young man in all kinds of styles and slowly opened her mouth, "This son has a bid of 2.5 billion, is there anything else to bid? If there is no bid, then this silk treasure ...

"2.6 billion!"

The voluptuous woman's words have not fallen, and a voice has interrupted her words.

The voluptuous woman's complexion couldn't help but change her face. She turned her head and looked, and immediately saw the bidding Wang Fan.

Huh!

At the same time, Yin Ying's young man, his face, couldn't help but change, and the bloodthirsty eyes suddenly fell on Wang Fan.

In his heart, a violent anger has been slain.

He never imagined that in this barbarous land, there are people who dare to bid on him and dare to hit his face.

The young man's eyes were extremely cold, his eyes like a knife, and he pierced Wang Fan hard, as if he wanted to penetrate Wang Fan's whole person.

It's just that Wang Fan's eyes on him were unconscious, and he didn't even look at him, but smirked at the enchanting woman,

"I said little girl, what are you doing stunned, no one is bidding, don't hurry to drop the hammer yet?"

The voluptuous woman listened to this and only felt a tremor, almost spitting out old blood.

What kind of world is this, and how is it more domineering than one.

The voluptuous woman thought so, but instead of dropping the hammer, she looked at the young man.

Obviously, she depends on whether he will bid.

The young man did n’t go to see the voluptuous woman, but stared at Wang Fan coldly, and said, "There is a kind, and you are very kind! Since you want this silk treasure, then the son will give you. The son will See how long you can keep it. "

Sha Gongzi said coldly, sitting directly back without looking at Wang Fan again.

However, his spiritual power is already shrouded in Wang Fan, and he has regarded Wang Fan as a dead person.

Wang Fan was still reluctant to provoke this young man, but he was immediately upset when he heard this.

The most important thing is that he knows that this young man has already hated him, and he will probably shoot after the auction.

Now that he has offended, Wang Fan will naturally not be used to being a prince again, he pointed to his nose with disdain,

"Are there any kind of uncle Ben, how long can it be kept, it is your bird matter? If you have a spirit stone, just bid, see if Uncle Ben will be afraid of you."

"A poor ghost without spirit stones, dare to shout here, what are you doing?"

As soon as Wang Fan said this, in an instant, the entire auction floor was quiet.

Especially those who know the identity of the young son are shocked, and can't help but squeeze cold sweat for Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's dare to provoke the bloodthirsty and murderous son, is simply impatient.

Even the voluptuous woman who presided over the auction couldn't help but change her face slightly, and there was a look of surprise in her eyes.

As for the young man, it is almost exploding!

The anger soars to the sky, and the Qiqiao generates smoke!

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