Text Chapter 158 Tit for Tat!
"Lin Feng!"
Many people looked at the figure behind and exclaimed. ·
This is the ruthless man ranked fifth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. It is rumored that he will have a battle with the third place, and it is very likely that he will be promoted again.
Moreover, he was born in Jianchi Mansion, and his status was noble, far above ordinary people.
"Something happened on the way. I'm late, so I'm in trouble!" Lin Feng said to several old men in Wanbao Tower.
Several people nodded slightly, acquiescing.
Jianchi Mansion is the top force in Xia Kingdom, and Lin Feng is the leader of the younger generation of Jianchi Mansion, with a special status.
Although Wanbao Tower is powerful, they don't want to provoke giants like Jianchi Mansion.
Lin Feng and others were invited into a private room, and everyone's eyes returned to the auction stage again.
The old man in white robe cleared his throat and said loudly: "Autumn Mark Sword, the base price is 200,000, the bidding starts now!"
Lin Xuan let out a deep breath. At that moment, he had the urge to rush forward.
Fortunately, he held back.
He wanted to return to Jianchi Mansion and defeat Lin Feng in an upright and dignified manner in front of many clan members.
He wants to restore his reputation!
After calming down, Lin Xuan returned to the auction.
At this time, the price had risen to 250,000, and was still rising.
After all, this is an intermediate-level Xuan-level treasure that can increase the attack by about 60%, and everyone is jealous of it.
"Three hundred thousand!"
In the private room where Lin Feng was, the price came out.
However, Lin Xuan knew that this was not Lin Feng's voice, but that of the person next to him.
In private room No. 5, Lin Feng was sitting on a comfortable chair. Next to him was a young man with a sword pattern painted on his eyebrows.
"Why, are you interested in that sword?" Lin Feng asked lightly.
"I just want to collect it." The sword-marked boy's mouth curled up.
"Three hundred and one thousand."
At this moment, a lazy voice sounded, echoing clearly in the hall.
Everyone was stunned. First, they didn't expect that someone would dare to steal something from Lin Feng's people.
Furthermore, everyone discovered that the owner of the voice was the one who had photographed the long sword.
When Cang Bao heard this voice, his body trembled a little. This voice made him miss the opportunity.
In the private room No. 5, the young man with the sword pattern snorted coldly: "There are really some people who are not afraid of death!"
He was about to fight back, but at this moment, the quotation sounded again in the hall.
"Three hundred and twenty thousand!"
The voice was very calm, and there was a firmness in his tone.
Everyone was in an uproar and turned their heads to look for the person who made the sound.
Lin Xuan was in the hall, and he didn't hide it deliberately. Someone soon discovered him.
Countless eyes focused on him, and many people were confused.
"Who is this man in black robe?"
"I don't know, he dared to steal things from Lin Feng's people, he must be dead!"
These people spoke in low voices. In their opinion, the person in private room No. 3 dared to speak because of his noble status and was not afraid of Lin Feng.
As for the man in black robes in front of him, he could not tell his cultivation level, and he was sitting in the hall, so he had an average status.
But he dared to participate in the bidding, which everyone could not see through.
"I have seen him, he has a silver token in his hand." Someone saw Lin Xuan at the entrance and said it at this moment.
Many people shook their heads and sneered. Although the silver token was precious, it was much inferior to the people in the private room.
Lin Xuan saw everyone's reaction in his eyes. He didn't say anything. He must get this sword.
In the private room No. 5, the face of the sword-marked boy became very ugly.
It doesn't matter if the other people in the private room bid with him, after all, they are all equals.
However, a warrior sitting in the hall dared to participate in this matter, which made him feel insulted.
"Things that don't know whether to live or die!"
The sword-marked boy's voice was cold, and his eyes were like electricity, locking on Lin Xuan through all the barriers.
snort!
Sensing the gaze on the second floor, Lin Xuan turned his head slightly, with a hint of sword intent in his eyes, and cut off the gaze directed at him.
There were small fluctuations in the air, and some people with high strength noticed the abnormality.
Many people showed surprise.
The sword-marked boy was stunned for a moment, and then his face became as gloomy as water. He didn't expect that he would suffer a loss.
There was a hint of sharpness in his eyes just now, and he originally wanted to teach the man in black robe a lesson.
But he didn't expect that the opponent's aura was more powerful than his, and it directly contained a hint of attack, and he counterattacked him.
"Hey, I seem to feel a hint of sword intent." Lin Feng frowned slightly and looked at the man in black robe below.
At the same time, there was a soft sound in Private Room No. 3.
Lin Xuan felt that a force of soul flowed out of Private Room No. 3 and reached towards him.
Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and he also mobilized his soul power to cover his body to prevent anyone from exploring.
In Private Room No. 3, a handsome young man was half-lying lazily, his whole body sunk into a soft recliner.
Suddenly, his face changed slightly, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.
Just now, his soul perception was blocked.
Obviously, the other party is also a master of soul power.
"The soul is outstanding, and there seemed to be a hint of sword intent just now. Who is this person?"
The handsome young man was entrusted with his chin and fell into deep thought.
The performance of the man in black robe was beyond everyone's expectations, and for a while his identity became extremely mysterious.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" The sword-marked boy said coldly.
"Three hundred and sixty thousand." The handsome young man in private room No. 3 said lazily.
"Three hundred and eighty thousand." Lin Xuan said solemnly.
The price climbed rapidly and soon reached 400,000.
Lin Xuan frowned. He got 260,000 yuan for the long sword and treasure he auctioned off, and the total amount of elixirs on his body was more than 200,000 yuan. Plus the spiritual stones obtained from other people, it was about 500,000 yuan.
The current price made him feel a little heavy.
Fortunately, the owner of private room No. 3 withdrew from the fight.
Now only Lin Xuan and the sword-marked boy are left.
"Four hundred and twenty thousand." The sword-marked boy said coldly,
"Four hundred and fifty thousand!" Lin Xuan's voice did not change at all.
"snort!"
In the private room No. 5, the sword-marked boy snorted coldly.
"This price has exceeded the value of the sword itself, so don't argue." Lin Feng said lightly.
"Don't worry, I won't bid anymore, but there are many ways to get that sword!"
The sword-marked boy looked at Lin Xuan with extremely cold eyes.
"Four hundred and fifty thousand, is there anyone else who bids?"
On the auction stage, the old man in white robe asked loudly, but his heart was filled with joy.
No one answered. The price is already high enough. Didn’t you see that even the people in the private rooms have quit competing for it?
In the end, Lin Xuan took the photo of Qiuhen Jianluo.
"The thing that will be auctioned below is very special. It is a piece of news about a spiritual treasure." The old man in white robe said solemnly.
Originally, Lin Xuan wanted to leave, go to the backend to trade and then leave.
However, the news before him stopped him.
Not only him, the whole hall was boiling.
Spirit-level treasures are the top treasures in the eyes of the world, and are generally only possessed by top sects and aristocratic families.
And now, a new spiritual treasure has appeared. How can these people not be excited!
However, how to auction a piece of news?
Everyone looked towards the auction table