3765: C3765 What's Wrong Want to Fight!

C3765 What's Wrong Want to Fight!

Article 3765. What's the matter? You want to fight!

"Yuan Ling Heaven Opening Sword, bid 15 million Spirit Source Stones. Each increment must not be lower than 1 million. The bidding begins now."

"80 million!"

As soon as his voice faded.

The people on Loong Fei's side immediately called out their bids.

The crowd once again became calm.

What was this called?

It ended before it even started.

Was he going to let him live?

After a few rounds, everything was contracted by Loong Fei and the others.

This was also called an auction?

This was called an auction.

Someone could not sit still and said, "Buy everything. Everything is at a high price. What do you want? Who exactly are you guys? "

"That's right."

" Which sect are you guys from? "

"I've seen countless auctions, but I've never seen an auction like this before."

"Are you rich, or are you hyping it up?"

Many people were unhappy with what Loong Fei and the others did.

Zhao Dahan walked out and looked at the people who were not happy. He smiled and said, "I am rich. What can you do to me?"

"Are you unhappy?"

"You don't like to bid against us?!"

He had money, and he was a tycoon.

You won't have the chance to bid.

"Kid, don't be arrogant." An old man said heavily.

Zhao Dahan put his hands on his waist and chuckled, "I'm just that arrogant. What's wrong? I'm asking you what's wrong? Bite me?"

"I have money, but I won't let the old man bid?"

He was very arrogant.

Loong Fei smiled faintly. This was how a person should behave.

If he pretended to be weak when he was strong, then what was the point of living? If he should be arrogant, then he must be arrogant.

Zhao Dahan's words made those people so angry that they couldn't say anything.

Indeed.

This was an auction, and the highest bidder would get it.

Are you unhappy?

If you are unhappy, name a higher price!

Auctioneer also repeatedly confirmed that Loong Fei and the others did not pay.

However.

Every single sum of money was calculated very clearly. When the opportunity presented itself, he would give the money. He did not owe any money at all.

This way, even if it was an auction, there was no reason to stop Loong Fei and the others from bidding.

Auctioneer said, "Everyone, please calm down. The rule of the auction is that the highest bidder gets the item. This is a law that has never changed."

"Even a puny Auctioneer like me can't change it."

"I can only say..."

The young man in the seventh private room asked. "Sir, can you give them a little chance? Even if it's called a bid, it's still fine. Give them more or less a chance."

Zhao Dahan was unwilling and said, "Alright, there's one thing that I'll let you guys bid first."

Auctioneer immediately waved his hand and gestured for the item to be brought up. He said, "This is an armor, it can..."

He described it briefly.

"The starting bid is 20 million Spirit Source Stones, start the bidding."

No one bid.

Instead, everyone was looking at Loong Fei's private room.

Auctioneer coughed and said, "Let's start the bidding."

A man carefully raised his plate and said, "21 million."

"220 million!"

" 240 million! "

With someone taking the lead, someone else followed.

However, the amount of money added each time was not much.

Zhao Dahan was an impatient person. When he saw their bid increase by one million and one million, he was very unhappy. He shouted loudly and said, "How long will it take for one million and one million to increase? Eighty million!"

One sentence of 'eighty million' instantly killed everyone present.

Silence once again.

Those who had just bid felt like dying.

Were they playing with monkeys?

They had to jump around first, then slap their faces down to make them stop.

A lot of people were unhappy.

They were all secretly investigating the identity of room number seven.

However.

They didn't find anything.

Whether it was the Ancient Lie Sect or Loong Fei's identity, no one in the Ancient Realm would remember them.

People would only remember the strong.

No one would remember the mediocre.

The Ancient Lie Sect's strength was nothing to be proud of. They couldn't even enter the top 100 of the sect. Every time, the Sect Gathering would come to join in the fun.

Who would remember such a sect?

Therefore.

Even if Loong Fei and the others were wearing sect badges, no one knew what sect they were from.

However.

This made those high rank sects very unhappy.

"Fire Abyss Wheel."

"The weapon of a Fire cultivator, this is a Semigod weapon."

"It's made from the Hell Flame Ore, it's a rare weapon. The starting bid is 50 million. Let's start the bidding."

The auction continued.

Wu Huo became excited, "This weapon is completely customized for me."

Instantly.

He walked out, swept his gaze over and said, "Everyone, do you have any bids? If there is a bid, you can bid first."

Everyone fell silent.

Anyone who made a bid was just to serve as a foil to Wu Huo, and they had been played for a fool. Naturally, they weren't willing to make a bid first.

Wu Huo chuckled and said, "Then I'll bid 51 million."

Auctioneer was not in a hurry. He said, "51 million. Is there anyone higher than this?"

"51 million is like buying a Semigod weapon?"

"Hmph!"

The old man snorted. "Aren't you thinking too much?"

"55 million."

Someone started bidding.

Everyone became excited again. At this time, Wu Huo suddenly said, "100 million!"

Everyone was stunned.

Who would bid like this?

They were really playing with them.

An old man could not sit still any longer. The Aura on his body was released. With a loud voice, he said, "What sect are you disciples of?"

Flames began to burn on his body.

It was obvious that he was also a Fire cultivator.

Wu Huo said, "If you want to bid, then bid. What sect are you asking? Do you want to bid? If you want to bid, then hurry up. Don't waste my time. "

He completely ignored the old man.

"He's too arrogant!" The old man was furious. The Pressure on his body suddenly moved. "Boom!"

The flame Pressure that could be seen with the naked eye pounced on Wu Huo like a Giant Python. It could devour him in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

"Good!"

"Swallow him! '"

"Let's see how arrogant he can be. "

"Kill him!"

Everyone was cheering.

Loong Fei and the others had caused public outrage.

Those who wanted to buy things hated Loong Fei and the others to death.

This old man had come for the 'Fire Abyss Wheel' tonight, but he had only prepared 80 million. In the past, this amount of money was enough.

But after bidding once, he was instantly killed.

How could he endure the anger in his heart?

Not to mention, it was a young kid.

The Fire Python Pressure moved, instantly making Wu Huo kneel on the ground.

Everyone was waiting for Wu Huo to embarrass himself.

But...

Wu Huo acted as if he didn't notice the danger. He just stood there without moving, showing no signs of resisting.

The corner of the old man's mouth curled up, and he sneered disdainfully, "Kneel!"

This kind of reaction energy couldn't withstand his Fire Python Pressure at all.

He was delighted in his heart.

However.

When his Flaming Python Pressure was about to devour Wu Huo, the flaming Aura had completely disappeared.0

Wu Huo didn't move, not even a strand of hair was injured.

The old man's Pressure was like air, it pounced onto Wu Huo's body and disappeared.

What a joke!

Was the Fire of Five Elements for nothing?

He was the Fire Patriarch.

Why would Wu Huo need to take a look at the attack of the flames?

Everyone was stunned.

The old man also shivered and looked at Wu Huo in a daze.

Wu Huo said in a plain tone, "What's wrong? Do you want to fight?"

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