Chapter 1395

Drink blood sword?

Wang Fan listened to the name, but he almost vomited blood.

He even couldn't help thinking, will there be a dragon butcher's knife later?

At the same time, he was also very dissatisfied with this enchanting woman's laziness. Even if he didn't mention the auction rules, he didn't even introduce the origin of the auction items. Every time, he used the sentence "I don't want to say more, I think you all know it.".

If so, in case something good comes up later and he doesn't know Wang Fan, isn't it a big loss?

But Wang Fan thought so, but he didn't say it.

After all, he is not the only one who participated in the auction. Even if he said it, it is estimated that people would not care about it.

"15.3 million!"

"Sixteen million!"

"Eighteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

In Wang Fan's heart, the blood drinking sword has been fired to 20 million.

Wang Fan looked at those who blushed and neck rough bidding, can't help but some tongue.

A broken sword was photographed for 20 million. These people are really rich.

Soon, the blood drinking sword was captured by a less than 30-year-old warrior at a high price of 25 million yuan.

When he caught the drink blood sword, there was a strong joy in his eyes. With this sword, he must be able to get a good place in the big match.

Sure enough, the second item on sale is a knife. It's not a dragon butcher's knife, but a Yue chopper's knife.

Wang Fan's mental power swept for a while, and found that this Dao was nothing special, even worse than his shadow Dao, so he still had no interest.

Chopping Yue Dao was finally sold at a high price of 30 million yuan, which was also bought by a young warrior.

Next, what stone, hammer, halberd, drum, and even scissors and iron bars came out, which made Wang Fan a little stunned.

If it wasn't for time, he would like to go home and take out the pots and pans to see if he could get a high price.

For more than an hour, he was auctioning weapons, which made Wang Fan feel bored and almost fell asleep.

However, he found one thing, that is, most of these weapons were photographed by the young fighters.

Obviously, those young martial artists are preparing for the next ancient martial arts competition.

Although Wang fan is bored, Gao Mingyang is very excited because he also photographed a weapon.

What he photographed was a folding fan. It was sharp and easy to carry. It was good for self-defense.

Wang Fan looked at that cost more than 40 million, photographed the folding fan, silly smile of high fame, the heart is speechless. It is estimated that only a guy like him will be so excited, right?

"We have finished the auction of our weapons today. Now we start to auction lingcao Lingdan. As we all know, the ancient martial arts contest will be held soon. In the contest, every contest will consume a lot of spiritual power and even get hurt. "

"In this case, it's very important that you carry enough elixirs."

"If you have these things, you can make your strength recover quickly, your injury get better soon, and then face the next game in a better condition."

"But if you don't have these things, you are likely to lose in the next game."

"Although it's said that the ancient martial arts are big, their own strength is very important, but the panacea is also important. If you recover faster than others, it's not impossible to beat a stronger opponent than you

Enchanting women go to the stage, eyes flow, charming voice once again spread throughout the audience.

With her voice, the eyes of those below suddenly become more hot, one by one, ready to bid crazily.

Wang Fan almost rushed to the auction table, knocked down the enchanting woman, and then beat her.

What this woman said was obviously wrong. The competition was originally based on strength, but when it came to this woman's mouth, it was as if the competition was to fight for elixir. As long as there was enough elixir, she could win the championship.

"These are two bottles of trauma pills. As long as it's skin trauma, it can make you scab or even recover in one minute."

The enchanting woman pointed to two bottles of pills that were brought up and said. After she finished, the burly man who came on stage with pills also made an experiment on the spot.

He took out a sharp knife and scratched it on his arm. Then he took out a pill and kneaded it into powder. In less than a minute, the wound scabbed.

Looking at this scene, Wang Fan was almost asleep again.

He has a silver needle, and he doesn't need this pill at all.

Next, the trauma pill, jianti pill, Dali pill and so on all came out. It's just something you can't think of. No one else can't come out.

Wang Fan was speechless. More than an hour later, he didn't even see what he wanted. This auction was really disappointing.At the moment of Wang Fan's disappointment, another two bottles of Huiqi pills were put on the auction table, and Wang Fan finally had a little interest.

But when the enchanting woman took out the pill and let everyone feel its aura, Wang Fan was no longer interested.

Only one word, poor!

Five more words, it's too bad!

In Wang Fan's opinion, this kind of recycling pill is just garbage in garbage. If you give him materials, the recycling pill he refined is at least hundreds of times stronger than this kind of garbage.

More than an hour later, some pills were sold at auction, but Wang Fan still didn't get anything.

It's very famous. I spent tens of millions to photograph two bottles of Huiqi pills. I was laughing there.

Wang Fan looked at his excited expression and wanted to strike a blow. He said that what he bought was rubbish, but he didn't have the heart in the end.

After the pills are sold, the next step is the auction of lingcao. Even though those lingcao are rare and rare, and boasted by enchanting women, Wang Fan still hasn't sold anything.

If there is no baicaoji, maybe he will be cheated. But with baicaoji, as long as you look at it, you can see that those spirit grasses are all low-level spirit grasses. Even if they are photographed, they don't have much effect.

Another lingcao in a jade box was put on the auction table. Wang Fan's eyes lit up instantly when he saw the lingcao.

It's not only Wang Fan, but also all the martial arts here. There was excitement, excitement and blazing in their eyes!

Obviously, this spirit grass is a good thing, a rare good thing.

The plant is half arm long, red, and has three branches. On each branch, there are not only dense green leaves, but also three blood red flowers at the tip.

Red clover!

Yes, it's bloody clover!

This is almost no less than the spirit grass of Tianyun flower, even if it is not as good as Tianyun flower, the difference is limited.

You know, Tianyun flower is the spirit grass of guwu Dabi to reward the champion, which shows how rebellious it is.

Blood colored three flowers can almost match Tianyun flower, which also shows the madness of people.

Wang Fan's eyes have been fixed on the bloody three flowers, breathing can't help but become short.

In any case, this spirit grass must be obtained, even if it is a pit, he also recognized it!

With blood colored three flowers, he dare not say that he is absolutely sure to step into the seventh floor of tuofan, but at least he can step into the sixth floor of tuofan, which is more than enough!