Supreme Martial Artist

"Haha, don’t worry, Yuan Family Master! The process has to be finished, right?" The host Hai Jucai laughed, not afraid of Yuan Hun being angry at all. After all, he represents the City Lord’s Mansion. No matter how strong the Yuan family is, he dare not treat the City Lord. How about the house.

"Humph!" Yuan Hun couldn't help but snorted, but he didn't dare to get angry.

"Menghun Jindan five hundred and fifty thousand for the second time..." Hai Jucai continued to shout loudly, slowing down, obviously to see if anyone had changed his mind.

But the result disappointed him, no voice appeared, it seemed that Dan could only cost this price.

He slowly raised the wooden hammer, and when he shouted for the third time, he had to make a deal.

When he raised the wooden hammer, he opened his mouth and slowly shouted: "The fifty-five-five-five-fifth Dream Soul Golden Core is finished, the third time, it is..."

"one million!"

Before he uttered the last word, a clear voice suddenly sounded from a corner of the lower floor.

The audience was silent for an instant, looking in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a young man of twenty-five and sixty sitting there calmly, next to a middle-aged man with a terrified expression.

No one knew Qin Fei, he was very strange, but they were all shocked by the high price he shouted.

Suddenly an increase of 450,000 yuan, such financial resources, make everyone envious.

In the Yuan family’s private room, a middle-aged man with a blue face and cold eyes suddenly stood up, angrily crushed the teacup in his hand, his eyes were electrified, and he stared at Qin Fei in the corner below, with a cold voice to the humane around him. : "Who is that kid?"

The people around him are at a loss. The ghost knows who he is, a stranger he has never seen before.

"Interesting! That kid actually robbed Yuan Hun for something. Even if he wins now, I am afraid he will go out in the corpse alley right away!" In the Yang family's private room, a middle-aged man in a white shirt with a ruddy face and bright eyes clapped his hands and laughed.

The same statement sounded at the same time in the private rooms of other families, offending Yuan Hun, and everyone had already seen the death of this young man.

When the situation is evenly matched, the good things are naturally obtained by the higher prices, but when there is a big gap between the strengths and the weak, it is the fist that speaks.

Everyone in the lower level stared at Qin Fei with the eyes of the dead. Everyone had the same idea that Yuan Hun would definitely kill him when he stepped out of the auction house's door.

If you don't have the corresponding strength, don't take your strength to live, otherwise you will die ugly.

Hai Jucai looked at Qin Fei in surprise. In his impression, he had never been such a person, but he was the same as the others. He only thought that Yuan Hun would be killed halfway, but had he ever wondered if Qin Fei had it? Qualified to sit in the auction hall, anyone who wants to come in must have an invitation letter, otherwise the guard at the door will never let them in, and no one outside has recently notified him, which is enough to show that he has an invitation letter and is qualified to sit Here.

"This guest bids one million sacred stones, and does anyone want to get a rare sight. It takes a year of a Shenzong realm alchemist and consumes countless treasures of heaven, material and earth, the dream soul gold pill?" Hai Jucai said loudly. Excitedly shouted, facing Qin Fei, he yelled vigorously. When Yuan Hun shouted the price before, although he was not afraid of Yuan Hun, he also took care of the other party's face. He didn't shout so vigorously, but now, a stranger. It's just a young man, he has no scruples, shouting tempting words, and deliberately delaying time, maybe someone else will change his mind.

One million sacred stones, most of the people here can’t get it out, and the eight big families have their own ghosts, so they don’t bid at all and let Qin Fei go. Anyway, once they get out of the auction house, this pill must be he. Unoccupiable.

Seeing that no one responded, Hai Jucai couldn't help being a little disappointed. He shouted several times, but no one continued to bid, so he raised the wooden hammer and knocked it three times to determine that the Dream Soul Golden Core belongs to Qin Fei.

As for whether Qin Fei has enough sacred stones to buy Dream Soul Golden Pill, no one doubts it. After all, people who want to enter here have an invitation letter to come in, and the invitation letter sent by the Holy Blood Auction has been verified by inspection. Yes, I know the background of the other party, so I am not worried.

After auctioning the things, they got the backstage to trade. Hai Jucai looked at Qin Fei and asked him if he would go now. Qin Fei shook his head and said, "Wait, there are ten thousand years of Shouwu! Let's get together later. !"

His tone was very flat, but he was shocked to hear other people's ears. What did he mean? It seems that Wannian Shouwu is already in his pocket.

Everyone was also shocked by his rich financial resources. He just spent one million in exchange for Dream Soul Golden Core. Now he is still determined to bid for the ten thousand years of Shouwu. How much financial resources does he have?

For a while, people started to inquire secretly, trying to figure out the origin of Qin Fei, but it was a pity that no one had any news about him.

As for Liang Dafu next to him, although everyone knew that he was just an ordinary hunter, they did not connect him with Qin Fei too deeply, thinking that he was a newly-found family member and gained Qin Fei's wealth.

The various items that followed did not attract too many people’s attention. Some of the mysterious weapons and mysterious abilities were taken away by the people of the lower level. The people of the eight major families in the upper level did not bid one by one. Shouwu in the year.

After more than an hour, everyone’s enthusiasm did not fade with the passage of time, but it rose even more, because the auction was nearing its end, and the final Wannian Shouwu was about to appear on the scene. Soon after Wannian Shouwu was held in her arms by a beautiful girl and walked out.

I saw the girl wearing a translucent green light gauze long skirt, with a graceful figure and a proud curve. The skirt collar on her chest was opened extremely low, revealing two snow-white peaks and hills. Although it was only half covered and half exposed, it was more attractive The feeling of mysterious temptation.

People's eyes focused on her chest. Of course, they weren't paying attention to the beautiful scenery in her skirt, but the plant that looked like a baby in October.

This plant looks like a human shape, has a shaped body, all limbs, and its facial features are more vivid.

This is Ten Thousand Years Shouwu, a mature form, struggling against the girl's tall chest, but it does not drag the girl's white jade arms.

Wannian Shouwu has cultivated a mind, as smart as a three-year-old child.

It already knew its own destiny, and there were two lines of sad tears in its eyes, but no one was moved.

"Everyone, this is the Wannian Shouwu. Seeing it, I believe you will not doubt its year?" Hai Jucai was not busy auctioning, but smiled and said to everyone.

"Hai Jucai, stop the ink, let's start! Who doesn't know that the symbol of Wannian Shouwu is that you have cultivated into a demon, you can tell the price quickly, don't delay everyone's time!" someone shouted from below.

"Hehe, it seems that everyone can't wait to own it! So well, let's not say more nonsense. I believe everyone knows its role. Now the auction starts. The price starts at 1 million. Each time you increase the price. Not less than 10,000!" Hai Ju Cai was not wordy, and immediately shouted the price.

"It's so expensive!" the lower class exclaimed. One million imperial grade sacred stones have far exceeded their financial resources, and it seems that they only have soy sauce.

People looked at the private rooms of the upper level. The eight families with strong financial resources were the protagonists of this auction.

"One hundred and one hundred thousand!" Yuan Hun said first, adding one hundred thousand in one go, showing his confidence in winning.

"Haha, 1.2 million!" A light laughter came from Zongren's private room.

"1.3 million!" The Yang family also said aloud.

"One and four hundred thousand!"

"One and six hundred thousand!"

...

The eight major families are struggling, and the price is rising rapidly, and soon reached an astonishing two million.

The people of the lower classes were completely stunned. Two million royal grade **** stones, many people in this life dare not even think that they can own it.

Although everyone knew that the Eight Great Families were very powerful and their wealth was amazing, there was no specific reference yet, but at this moment, they heard that the number of surprises was easily screamed from the people of the Eight Great Families, and they knew that the gap was so great. huge.

People in the lower classes can also be regarded as rich and rich in the Holy Blood City. They are rich and rich in daily life, enjoying the glory and wealth, and living a happy life like a god.

But at this time, they felt that they were the beggars in the slums of the city compared to the eight big families, so humble and ignorant in the eyes of others.