"Lin Feng!"

Many people looked at the back figure and exclaimed.

This is the fifth fierce man in the Qianlong list. It is rumored that he battled the third place and is likely to improve again.

Moreover, he came from Jianchi Mansion and has a distinguished status far beyond ordinary people.

"There are some things on the way. It's too late to be disturbed!" Lin Feng said to several old men in Wanbao Tower.

A few people nodded slightly, be considered acquiescence.

Jianchi Prefecture is the top power in Xia Kingdom, while Lin Feng is the leader of the younger generation of Jianchi Prefecture and has a special status.

Although they are powerful, they do not want to provoke giants like Jianchifu.

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

The old man in white robes cleared his throat and said loudly, "Qiuhen Sword, the base price is 200,000, and now the filming starts!"

Lin Xuan breathed out a sigh of relief. At that moment, he had an urge to rush up.

Fortunately, he held back.

He wants to return to Jianchi Mansion, and defeated Lin Feng upright in front of many people.

He wants to restore his reputation!

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

At this time, the price has risen to 250,000, and it continues to rise.

After all, this is a Xuanjie intermediate treasure, which can increase the attack by about 60%, and no one is embarrassed.

"Three hundred thousand!"

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

But Lin Xuan knew that this was not Lin Feng's voice, it should be the person beside him.

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

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

"Just want to collect." Sword pattern juvenile bent.

"Three thousand and one thousand."

Just then the lazy voice sounded, echoing clearly in the hall.

Everyone was stunned. First, it was unexpected that someone dared to grab something from Lin Feng's people.

Furthermore, everyone found that the owner of the voice was the one who took the long sword weapon.

Cangbao heard this voice, his body trembled, and this voice made him miss the opportunity.

In the No. 5 private room, the Jianwen boy snorted coldly: "I really have no fear of death!"

He was preparing to fight back, at which time the quotation sounded again in the hall.

"Three thousand and two thousand!"

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

The crowd was uproaring, and they turned their heads in search of a voice.

Lin Xuan was in the hall, without intentionally covering up, and soon someone found him.

Countless eyes gathered on him, many people wondered.

"Who is this man in black?"

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

These people whispered. In their opinion, those in the private room No. 3 dared to speak because they were distinguished and did not fear Lin Feng.

The man in the black robe in front of him could not see the cultivation, and he was sitting in the hall, and wanted to be of ordinary status.

But he dared to participate in the auction, which made everyone see through.

"I've seen him, 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 laughed. Although silver tokens are precious, they are far worse than those in private rooms.

Lin Xuan saw everyone's reactions in his eyes. He didn't say anything. He had to get the sword.

In the No. 5 private room, the face of the sword pattern boy became very ugly.

Other people in the private room bid with him, even if they are equal.

However, a warrior sitting in the lobby dared to participate in the incident, which made him feel insulted.

"I don't know anything!"

Jianwen's voice was cold, his eyes looked like electricity, and Lin Xuan was locked through layers of barriers.

Humph!

Lin Xuan sensed the glance on the second floor, turned her head slightly, there was a hint of sword in her gaze, and she cut her gaze towards him.

There are small fluctuations in the air, and some high-powered people have found abnormalities.

Many people were surprised.

The sword-textured boy froze slightly, and then his face was gloomy and watery. He could not imagine that he had suffered a loss.

There was a bit of stern meaning in his eyes just now, which was originally a lesson for a man in a black robe.

However, he did not expect that the breath of the opponent was more severe than that of him, which directly contained a trace of attack and countered to him.

"Well, I seem to feel a hint of sword." Lin Feng frowned slightly, looking at the Heipaoren below.

At the same time, a frivolous sound was also heard in the third private room.

Lin Xuan felt that a soul force flowed out of the third private room and approached him.

Lin Xuan's eyes flickered. 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 lying lazily halfway, and his whole body was sunk in a soft recliner.

Suddenly, his face changed slightly, with a little surprise in his eyes.

Just now, his soul perception was blocked.

Obviously, the opponent is also a master of soul power.

"The soul is outstanding. There seemed to be a hint of sword just now. Who is this man?"

The handsome young man was entrusted to his chin and lost in thought.

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

"Thirty-five thousand!" The sword pattern boy murmured coldly.

"Three hundred and sixty thousand." The handsome young man in the third private room said lazily.

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

The price climbed quickly, and it quickly reached 400,000.

Lin Xuan frowned. He auctioned out the long sword treasure and obtained 260,000 yuan. The elixir on his body was more than 200,000 yuan, and the spiritual stone obtained from other people was about 500,000 yuan.

The current price made him feel a little heavy.

However, fortunately, the owner of the third private room withdrew from the competition.

Only Lin Xuan and Jianwen Juvenile are left.

"Forty-two thousand," said the young Jianwen coldly.

"450,000!" Lin Xuan's voice remained unchanged,

"Humph!"

In the No. 5 private room, the sword pattern boy hummed coldly.

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

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

The sword pattern boy looked at Lin Xuan's gaze, extremely cold.

"Forty-five million, is there anyone else bidding?"

At the auction table, the old man in white robe asked aloud ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ but his heart blossomed.

No one answered, this price is already high enough, did not see even the private room people quit the competition!

In the end, Qiu Hen Jian Luo was photographed by Lin Xuan.

"The thing to be auctioned below is very special. It's news about Lingjie treasures." The old man in white robe said in a deep voice.

Originally Lin Xuan wanted to leave, went to the background transaction and then left.

However, the news in front of him stopped him.

Not only him, the whole hall was boiling.

The magical artifacts of the spiritual order are the top treasures in the eyes of the world. Generally only the top priests and families have them.

And now, there are new spirit-level artifacts, how can these people not be excited!

But how does one news auction?

Everyone looks at the auction table