Chapter 1624

"No hurry!" Qin Huan glanced at VIP room 2 and said indifferently.

Judging from his voice, the bidder should not be very old. Therefore, he intended to raise a quarrel here in order to slap himself. Qin Huan knew his mentality like the back of his hand.

Also, what is certain is that this person's identity must be unusual, otherwise, he would never dare to do so.

After pondering for a while, Qin Huan said to Tong Fengwu and Ni Chen, "you both leave to play a play with us. Since this person wants to play, we don't mind playing with him." then Qin Huan began to explain.

After Tong Kuangwu and Ni Chen left, Qin Huan said lightly, "the auction needs to be suspended. We have sent someone to get some mixed yuan refined iron."

The auction hall was silent.

Ten thousand jin mixed yuan refined iron.

The king's territory is mixed with Yuan refined iron. Few of the top 100 forces can take it out... I didn't expect that the curse blade was sold at such a high price this time.

Is... Is this curse blade really so precious?

Otherwise, why does the madman insist on photographing the curse blade?

Is there any other unknown secret of this cursed blade?

For a moment, the friars in the auction hall began to fly their thoughts and fantasize about the great secret of the curse blade.

"It must be so. Otherwise, why does the madman not hesitate to borrow Hunyuan refined iron to shoot the curse blade?"

As for what Qin Huan said, people instinctively wanted to borrow it. After all, taking it is better than borrowing it. Otherwise, who would "put" the mixed yuan refined iron on others?

"I don't know who the bidder is. I'm afraid it's an unusual person who can take out 10000 kilograms of mixed yuan refined iron."

"This man, I'm afraid the madman will bleed once, and I don't know who will spend the curse blade."

"If you dare to compete with a maniac, he is extremely terrible in both identity and financial resources. I'm afraid he is already standing at the top of the world in the heavens."

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Listening to the discussion of the monks at the auction venue, LV Xiangyang in VIP room 2 was filled with an uncontrollable smile.

To be honest, since he came to the main city of Lingxiao, LV Xiangyang had heard almost all about Qin Huan. He was young and vigorous. In particular, after identifying Qin Huan as someone who had something to do with gods and demons, LV Xiangyang would have exposed Qin Huan face to face if it was not for the permission of Yan old beside him.

This time, he didn't make trouble for nothing when he came to the auction, so Yan couldn't stop it.

At this time, hearing the talk of the people around him, LV Xiangyang was ecstatic, and there was nothing left to laugh.

"Yan Lao, how many things have we brought this time and how many mixed yuan refined iron can we convert?" Lv Xiangyang suddenly thought of something and said.

"If it's all converted, it's more than 40000 Jin, but little patriarch, the curse blade is strange and not worth the price. Moreover, there were top demons in the sect who had obtained the curse blade, but somehow they handed it over to others, but they didn't want to meet it here." the old man in white rickets said hoarsely.

"I've heard about this, but I naturally won't dye such evil things. I see that the madman wants to play with him, and the more he wants, the more I want to make him bleed. It's best if he can finally come to the door to do it." Lv Xiangyang smiled. He hates Qin Huan to come to the door. In that way, he has reason to let Yan Lao do it and tear away his true face.

"Little patriarch, it's enough to play." old Yan looked at LV Xiangyang dotingly and said hoarsely. He really didn't see Qin Huan's identity, but he didn't have to take the initiative to provoke others.

Mr. Yan wanted to say that he was played by this madman, but he didn't say it in the end, because if so, he can talk to Qiankun Pavilion at that time. As for others, it's not necessary. As long as the little patriarch has a good time.

"Well, I'd like to see how much he can borrow. Today, I'm going to tear off his disguise and let everyone know the true identity of the madman. At that time, the forces he stepped on were afraid that they would divide him into five parts, ha ha..." Lv Xiangyang nodded and smiled coldly.

Not long later, Tong Kuangwu and his shadow flashed away and entered VIP room 1. It was Tong Kuangwu.

Qin Huan slowly opened his eyes and said indifferently, "ten thousand kilograms!"

Just then, a frantic voice sounded: "twelve thousand pounds!!"

The voice was so arrogant that it seemed that he didn't even care about heaven and earth. The owner of the voice was Ni Chen arranged by Qin Huan, but the voice changed.

But the arrogance in his voice didn't need to be special, because Ni Chen was arrogant, but he was honest in front of Qin Huan.

All the monks in the auction hall were shocked because the sound didn't come from VIP room 2... Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, it turned out that

LV Xiangyang was stunned and looked around to find out the speaker, but he didn't find it. He was not surprised but happy on his face and said, "ha ha, if you don't do it now, someone will play with the madman. I've seen some plays."

"Thirteen thousand jin!" Qin Huan said in a low voice.

"Fifteen thousand jin, this cursed blade should be less determined!!" there is endless madness and arrogance in his voice.

The monks in the auction hall were silent, which was beyond their imagination.

You know, the most expensive curse blade in the past did not exceed 5000 kg, but now it has photographed 15000 kg??

Are these two people crazy, or does the curse blade really have this value?

But if it really has this value, it will be found for countless years.

Everyone was stunned.

"Twenty thousand jin!" Qin Huan said in a deep voice.

"25000 Jin! Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. Who is more than Hunyuan refined iron? I want to compete with you." a frantic voice echoed in the auction hall.

At this time, everyone didn't think about whether they could really take out so much, but wondered what was sacred.

"Thirty thousand jin!" Qin Huan said sternly.

"Thirty thousand and one hundred jin! Come on! Let's see how you find out Ben Shao." the frantic voice echoed in the sky and shouted.

"Forty thousand jin! Don't let us find you!" Qin Huan roared angrily!

"Bang!" a burst burst from VIP room 1.

The monks in the auction hall were surprised. They all heard Qin Huan's anger and killing intention.

All are shocked. Who is that crazy voice? How dare you provoke this madman!

After a long time, the crazy voice didn't appear.

"The curse blade weighs 40000 Jin for the first time!" said the old man on the auction platform.

"50000 Jin!!" a laugh came from VIP room 2. I almost didn't say you have the ability to find it!!

There was silence in VIP room one.

"Curse blade, 50000 Jin mixed yuan refined iron for the first time."

"Curse blade, 50000 Jin mixed yuan refined iron for the second time."

"Cursed blade, 50000 Jin mixed yuan refined iron..."

"Wait!!"

"Three times!"

LV Xiangyang's smile in VIP room 2 was instantly stiff and roared fiercely, but it was too late.

"Now that the dust has fallen to the ground, can you let this Taoist friend take out 50000 kg of mixed yuan refined iron?" Qin Huan's voice echoed in the auction hall!

"You play with me?" Lv Xiangyang suddenly woke up and shouted.

The four men stood up with a "Teng" sound.

Qin Huan raised his right hand, motioned the four people not to be impulsive, and said indifferently, "it's your honor to play with you."