Chapter 1435： Three Thousand Thunders

"Don't talk nonsense, just shout out if you want, don't you understand the rules?" Ye Feng said lightly.

"1.78 million!" Han Xian gritted his teeth and added another 10,000.

"1.8 million." Ye Feng smiled.

Watching two people sitting in the same private room bidding against each other.

Everyone felt a little puzzled.

Why is it so urgent?

"Yefeng! Don't go too far!" Han Xian finally couldn't help but anger.

"Give me float again, and if you float again, I will directly give you 2.5 million. Anyway, I am not short of money." Ye Feng shrugged.

"Damn! Are you deliberately looking for something? What do you want me to do so that you don't make trouble?" Han Xian added 10,000 more angrily.

"Well, give me 300 days of fire energy, and I won't care about you as much." Yefeng Lion said with a big mouth.

"What! Three hundred days? Do you think that fire can be Chinese cabbage?" Han Xian glared at Ye Feng, but seeing that Ye Feng seemed to be really ready to increase the price, he quickly said: "One hundred days! No more!"

"Two hundred and five..." Ye Feng was about to speak, and Han Xian quickly gritted his teeth when he saw it, "200 days! This is already my limit! If there are more! This pill is a big deal, I really don't want it!"

Seeing Han Xian's unlucky appearance, Ye Feng felt that this really seemed to be Han Xian's bottom line.

"Okay, swipe your card, I won't fight with you anymore." Ye Feng smiled faintly.

"Damn!" Han Xiancui cursed, took out the fire energy card, and gave Yefeng 200 days.

"One hundred and eighty one million for the first time!"

"One eight hundred and one hundred thousand for the second time!"

"One hundred and eighty-one million for the third time!"

The old man is preparing to drop the hammer.

At this time.

Fan Ling's voice faintly sounded.

"Wait, I will pay 2 million."

Hear this voice.

The old man smiled with joy.

"Well, the young master of the Blood Sect is willing to spend 2 million to buy this ice spirit pill, but there are friends who want to increase the price." The old man smiled.

"This Fan Ling is ill! Take this with me?" Han Xian gritted his teeth angrily.

"This was originally an auction, and someone robbed it. Isn't that normal?" Ye Feng comforted intimately.

"2.01 million!" Han Xian was too lazy to talk to Ye Feng for the time being, and added another 10,000.

"3 million." Fan Ling sneered and quoted a high price, although he said with a sneer: "If you don't have money, don't learn from others to bid, and add 10,000 at a time? Just ask if you are ashamed?"

Heard this.

Although Han Xian was furious, but there was no way at all.

three million!

This has seriously exceeded his psychological expectations!

"Okay, it's the first time that the Young Sect Master of the Blood Sect is 3 million, is there anyone who wants to increase the price?"

"This is the second time for the Young Master of the Blood Sect with 3 million!"

"This is the third time for the Young Master of the Blood Sect with 3 million!"

"make a deal!"

With the hammer sound falling.

Han Xian seemed to be ten years old, paralyzed on the chair, hate it, if his eyes could kill people, he would have killed people at the moment.

"Don't be so disappointed, although the pill is not available, at least the money is saved. Maybe there will be something better in a while?" Yefeng persuaded him kindly.

"You! Give me back the fire!" Han Xian looked at Ye Feng fiercely.

"Give it back to you? I just said that if I don't increase the price, the fire will belong to me. How can you be unbelievable when you are a man?" Ye Feng shook his head unceremoniously.

"You! But I haven't bought this medicine either?" Han Xian said, crying without tears.

"Then you can't blame me for this? I only promised me not to bid, and the rest is not my scope of service. After all, who makes you want to make money?" Ye Feng sighed softly.

"You!" Han Xianqi's wisdom teeth are about to be crushed, but Ye Feng's strength lies there, and here is the Black Seal auction site, what can he do? He can only temporarily crush his teeth and move his stomach. I swallowed.

In the private room of the Blood Sect.

The old man standing beside Fan Ling asked puzzledly: "Young Sect Master, you don't hesitate to buy this pill, but for the Sect Master?"

"Yes, I heard that my father is going to explore a magma crypt in the near future. With this pill, I must save my father some effort." Fan Ling said lightly.

"Hey, the young master is really a filial son, the old slave is really happy for the master!" The old man smiled, he looked at the murderous young man in front of him, as if he was watching a good baby, all kinds of satisfaction .

The auction continues.

All kinds of finale treasures were sold at good prices.

Towards the end.

The old man took out a exercise to prepare for the auction.

The name of this exercise is "Three Thousand Thunders".

"Everyone, although these three thousand thunderbolts are just a low-level physical and physical fighting skill, you must understand everyone who understands it. I don't need to say anything more. The reserve price is 2 million." The old man smiled faintly, and then stopped talking too much. .

After all, those three thousand thunderbolts are Fenglei Pavilion's top physical skills.

Normally.

Non-core disciples are not allowed to practice.

Now it was stolen out and put for auction in Pointe Noire domain.

Although Pointe Noire is a place that is not so particular about, there are some things that should be said less or less.

"A low-level physical skill fighting skill set the reserve price of 2 million? Is this black seal auction house crazy?" Han Xian said with a sarcastic expression.

"Don’t underestimate this technique. Although it is at a low level, its speed is comparable to that of high-level body fighting skills. The strong fighting spirit can stand in an invincible position against the front, the eight-star master can retreat from the king, and the pinnacle of the king can use this fighting skill to shake the king!"

Han Yue shook her head.

Although the Han family's status in Zhongzhou is not too high, they also know something about the Sifang Pavilion.

These three thousand thunderbolts are the unspoken secrets of Fenglei Pavilion!

Unexpectedly, this technique actually appeared in the Black Point Region.

"Is it that strong?" Han Xian shook his head disapprovingly, as he was about to incarnate the kongjing, raising the kong for a few words.

At this time.

Ye Feng shouted directly, almost not scaring the water glass in Han Xian's hand to the ground.

"three million."

Hear the quotation of the night wind.

Both Han Xian and Han Yue were stunned.

"People's reserve price is two million, and you added it to 3 million in one go. Isn't that pretending to be a beep?" Han Xian said strangely from the side.

"Fengxi, although three thousand thunderbolts are strong, there is a price to practice Fenglei Pavilion's stunts privately. If someone in Fenglei Pavilion knows who has practiced this stunt, they will never let it go. I suggest you Don't be impulsive, even if this is the Black Point Region, you will never dare to completely ignore the majesty of Fenglei Pavilion!" Han Yue said solemnly.

"four million!"

Han Yue had just warned Ye Feng that the price of 3,000 thunderous outside was increased by 1 million.