Sword King Reborn

(This is the third update, thank you for your support.) "What is it?" Ling Feng asked curiously, Situ Qingyang pursed his lips, but shook his head and said: "If I don't tell you now, you will know later.

"Ling Feng curled his lips, but Situ Qingyang continued: "Originally I planned to take a picture and give it to you. Since you came by yourself, you can take the picture." Ling Feng laughed and nodded in agreement.

Not long after, the auction finally officially started. Like many auctions Lingfeng had seen, there was nothing new at the beginning. However, compared to the auctions in Duolong County, there were more people participating and it was more lively.

, and the auction items were not ordinary. At the beginning, there was a long-necked vase with floral flowers on a blue background. Ling Feng visually estimated that it could not exceed 10,000 gold coins, but in the end it sold for a high price of 360,000 gold coins, which made Hu Xiao stunned.

"Tsk, tsk, I thought this thing is worth ten thousand at most." Ling Feng also said slightly surprised, but Situ Qingyang pursed his lips and smiled, looking him up and down, "I didn't expect you to have the potential to be an appraiser, not bad

, this vase is worth ten thousand at most." "Then why did it sell for three hundred and sixty thousand?" Hu Xiao asked impatiently, "Because it was taken here." Situ Qingyang raised his eyebrows and smiled, quite proudly, Hu Xiao

Xiao was stunned for a moment, thought about it before he understood, and nodded secretly.

The next things are much more valuable than vases. They are all calligraphy and paintings. Ling Feng has done some research on these. After all, in the past sixteen years, he has seemingly specialized in these. He listened to Ling Feng talk.

, the evaluation of each work is so pertinent, even a master appraiser like Situ Qingyang was dumbfounded. What appraisers look for is knowledge. In this regard, Situ Qingyang had to admire Ling Feng.

"The main event is here." Situ Qingyang suddenly sat up straight and said with shining eyes. Ling Feng looked outside strangely. The auctioneer who saw him pulled away the red cloth, and a green sword with cold light appeared in front of him.

At the auction, the sword was 1.5 meters long, with double-edged edges. It was about four fingers wide. The tip of the sword was half-cut. If it were not double-edged, the sword would be more like a knife. The green dragon patterns were messy.

Covered on the silver sword body, the sword looks very eye-catching. The hilt design is relatively unusual, with a half-moon shaped curved handle. The end of the hilt is decorated with a bead the size of a dragon's eye. The bead is also green, and it looks

Crystal clear.

"Sword of Wind~!" Ling Feng couldn't sit still. This long sword with a unique shape was actually a relic of the Wind Temple. It was also an artifact passed down thousands of years ago. The Seven Star Sword in Ling Feng's hand has never been found.

Back then, the blacksmith in the Killing Weapon Shop couldn't make the sword he wanted. Originally, Ling Feng wanted to wait until he broke through the realm of the Earth Fighting Master and then refine one by himself. Unexpectedly, a suitable one was delivered to him now. The Fengzhi

The shape of the sword is completely different from the commonly used big swords. Although the length is similar, the width is much smaller. This is what attracts Ling Feng the most. The characteristic of his Desert Divine Sword Technique is that it focuses on one point of attack. If the weapon

If it is too wide, it will inevitably cause a loss of energy and fail to maximize the damage.

The width of these four fingers is not much different from that of Ling Feng's Seven Star Sword. More importantly, the Sword of Wind has the effect of accelerating the blade, and the sword can be swung twice as fast as usual. This alone can

It was enough for Ling Feng to win. With it and the Desert Divine Sword Technique, Ling Feng was truly the fastest sword in the world.

"I'm going to decide this." Ling Feng looked at the sword eagerly. There was a commotion in the audience. Apparently the information everyone got was wrong. The artifact to be auctioned today is not only the Goddess of Light suit, but also the Sword of Wind. "

The starting bid is one million~!" The auctioneer knocked the hammer, and the audience suddenly became quiet. The starting bid is one million, which means that the increase in price must not be less than five hundred thousand. After all this, the rich businessman basically has no hope.

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Situ Qingyang glanced at Ling Feng and found that he didn't even frown when he heard a million words. He was immediately extremely disappointed. She had done enough homework to find out from Ling Xue that Ling Feng needed one.

Sword, she could have given the sword directly to Ling Feng, but she did not do so. In fact, she wanted to tell Ling Feng her feelings through the auction. Although there was a little calculation mixed in, Situ Qingyang had no choice but to

this way.

And before that, Situ Qingyang even robbed Ling Feng of his financial situation from Ling Xue. Combined with the money he spent from the previous auction of pills, Ling Feng had a million dollars in hand, which was already good.

How could he still be so calm after being killed instantly?

When he heard the price of one million, not only did Ling Feng show no sign of stage fright, but even his two followers showed an indifferent attitude. Hu Xiao even curled his lips, as if he was disdainful of the price, "Master,

Shall we bid?" Hu Xiao asked, "Wait a minute."

"One million" "One and a half million" ";;;" "Five and a half million" In just a few minutes, the price of the Wind Sword soared to a prohibitive amount, followed by two rounds

After bidding, the price was set at 7 million. No one in the hall on the ground floor was holding up any placards. The only bidders were the distinguished guests sitting on the first, second and third floors.

"Seven million for the first time, seven million for the second time." The auctioneer said in a bewitching tone, raised the hammer in his hand high, and suddenly shouted, "Eight million." The one-time increase in price was one million.

, many people stood up in the lobby on the ground floor and looked upstairs. The people who called out eight million were next to Ling Feng. Hu Xiao had already prepared and was waiting for Ling Feng to nod. Unexpectedly, someone else called out the price first.

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"Come back and sit down, the fun has just begun." Situ Qingyang glanced at Hu Xiao who was standing at the door, and said with a chuckle. Hu Xiao looked unbelieving. The price has reached this price, is it possible that he can still go up?

, as if to deliberately attack him, a tug-of-war began in the two private rooms on the third floor. In just half an hour, the price of the Sword of Wind was raised to 12 million, 12 million~! Then

They were all real gold coins, with astronomical figures. Hu Xiao sat back silently. He found that compared to his young master, a nouveau riche, there were many rich people in the imperial capital.

"Once in twelve million~!" There was a long pause, and there was silence outside. "Two times in twelve million~!" When the auctioneer shouted this, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

, it seems that the dust has settled, and the Sword of Wind can achieve this price, which is indeed about the same. Just when everyone is about to calm down from the exciting auction, an even greater excitement comes.

"Twenty million~!" Hu Xiao stood at the door of the private room, holding a special loudspeaker for bidding. His thunderous voice shook the venue with echoes. Situ Qingyang looked at Ling Feng who had a calm face in horror, and said anxiously

He said in a loud voice: "If you bid such a high price, what will you pay for?"

Ling Feng smiled and said: "Don't disturb Miss Situ, I have my own solution." Situ Qingyang frowned and bit his lip. The one who said 12 million was actually a commission arranged by her. Ling Feng didn't offer the price.

It was still her who bought it, and when the time came to give it away, it became even more obvious that she was sincere towards him. Who knew that this stupid young man would actually jump out to disrupt the situation? The hatred in Situ Qingyang's heart was because she knew how much money Ling Feng had.

Money, he was just joining in the fun, so he just threw out nine million for nothing.

Sure enough, the person who made the bid before continued to bid "twenty-one million". Lingfeng remained calm. He was bound to get this sword, although twenty million was already a very high price for him.

It was a very large amount. Hu Xiao lay at the door and glanced at Ling Feng, and immediately understood what he meant, "Twenty-two million~!" The auctioneer shouted once, and Situ Qingyang wanted to get up and choke Ling Feng.

Feng's neck, but she had to endure it. If she said it, she would pierce the window paper. Not only would she not be able to earn Ling Feng, but she would make him hate herself.

Gritting her teeth, Situ Qingyang was ready to go shopping. She had asked her to buy the Sword of Wind no matter what. Although Situ Qingyang didn't have to pay the full amount in the end, it was only the auction house's commission that meant to her.

It was a large amount of expense. Thinking that it was all for Ling Feng, Situ Qingyang couldn't bear it, but he still secretly muttered in his heart, hoping that this stupid young man could stop it.

Time passed by, and everyone in the hall looked up at the people on the third floor in confusion, "Thirty million~!" The artifact is expensive, but it is not so expensive. Where are these two private rooms?

The character has such courage, and judging from the situation, the two private rooms are clearly not taking pictures, but irritating each other. Situ Qingyang can still keep his composure, but the person she arranged to bid has his hands trembling all over.

I'm getting chills, God knows how such an ignorant person could pop up to disrupt the situation.

"Stop it, stop it, I'm giving it to you anyway~" Situ Qingyang shouted feebly in his heart, but Ling Feng, whose face was calm and had the attitude of a senior gambler, stood still at the door and shouted the price.

The roar of the tiger made his throat tremble. Thirty million dollars, which would be a huge mountain of gold in gold coins, were just lost in a fight.

Ling Feng is calm on the surface, but he is already angry in his heart. This is obviously difficult for him. Whatever price he bids, the other party will increase it by one million. This is not sincere, but Ling Feng really needs the Sword of Wind. Anyway, he still needs it.

There are energy mines and elixirs, and if things don't work out in the future, refining a few weapons and taking them out will always make up for today's hole, but now, he has riveted this sword, and he has to do it.

"Stop shouting. If you can't get the money after taking pictures, your house will be confiscated." Situ Qingyang reminded him. Ling Feng's expression did not change, but his tone was extremely firm: "I want to order this sword."

"But where did you get so much money?" Situ Qingyang asked puzzledly, but Lingfeng pushed away the fruit plate on the table, and saw a light flash in his hand, "Plop!"

A pile of colorful crystals fell down. The thumb-sized crystals were crystal clear and radiant. They turned out to be the best energy minerals.

Situ Qingyang covered his mouth in surprise and looked at the hundreds of energy ores on the table with surprise, "Where did you get so many ores?" Ling Feng did not explain, but whispered: "Help me

Convert all these into money, I must have this sword." Situ Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, realizing that it wasn't Ling Feng who was challenging him, but that he had inadvertently challenged him, thinking that from a thousand taels

Million shouted at the current price, and Situ Qingyang felt his scalp numb. How should he explain it if he got into trouble in the future?