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Two hundred and seventieth chapters inverse scales

"Twenty thousand medium-grade Yuanshi, so rich, Leng Yue, and very rich."

When Lin Feng heard Bingyuan’s bid, he said in his heart that it seemed that Haoyue Sect and Ice and Snow Villa were much more resources than the Yunhai Sect in the past.

Moreover, the Ice Field jumped directly from a medium-grade Yuanshi to 20,000. It was obvious that he was coming to the demon fire of the seven-tailed demon fox.

The auction hall was silent for a moment, then Leng Yue smiled coldly and said, "Twenty-one thousand middle-grade Yuanshi."

"Um?"

The crowd trembled. Just now, Bingyuan deliberately teased Leng Yue, and now Leng Yue has begun to take revenge on him.

"Leng Yue, you have purchased the Cang Yue Treasure Sword and there are 21,000 medium-grade Yuan Stones?" Bingyuan's voice was cold and his eyebrows were furious. The Cang Yue Knife had already spent 12,000 medium-grade Yuan Stones on Leng Yue.

"Is there any, you can try it?" Leng Yue smiled faintly, causing Bingyuan's face to froze, and he was silent, and he didn't dare to gamble.

"idiot!"

Lin Feng was still sitting on the soft chair and said sarcastically. The ice field directly offered a price of 20,000 yuan. The fool knew that he would definitely win against the demon fire. Leng Yue wouldn't tease him who he would tease.

"This ice field is indeed very idiotic." Many people had the same thoughts as Lin Feng, and they said in their hearts that since he had something to win, why did he provoke Leng Yue just now? Everyone would take revenge on him.

"Twenty-two thousand medium-grade Yuan stones." Bingyuan spoke coldly again.

"Twenty-three thousand middle-grade Yuan stones." Leng Yue's voice was neither cold nor hot, and the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

"Twenty-five thousand middle-grade Yuan stones." Bingyuan's face was calm and his voice was as cold as ice.

"This price is still very low." At this time, Lin Feng suddenly said lazyly: "Twenty-six thousand medium-grade Yuan stones."

"Thirty thousand middle-grade Yuan stones." As Bingyuan finished speaking, a rolling cold current rushed out of the VIP room, causing many people to shudder. Bingyuan was so angry.

"Thirty thousand, I'll give it to you." Leng Yue said with a faint smile. He finally stopped increasing the price. At this time, Bingyuan's face was calm and there was no joy at all. The 30,000 mid-grade Yuanshi was already his own. As long as Lin Feng raised the price, he couldn't even bid.

"I don't want it either." Lin Feng chuckled. He also knew that if the ice field Yuan stone was not enough, it would be not very fun.

In the end, Iceland bought the Demon Fire of the Seven-tailed Demon Fox at a sky-high price of 30,000 medium-grade Yuan Stones.

"Okay, today's auction is over, everyone can come to collect the treasures obtained from the auction." Lan Jiao laughed softly and then withdrew from the auction stand.

The people who had auctioned the treasure stood up one after another and walked towards the back of the auction stand. Lin Feng's body also stood up, came to the broken curtain, and looked outside.

The ice aura descended, and the ice field stepped in the void. When passing by Lin Feng, a terrifying ice spirit rushed towards Lin Feng with a fierce murderous intent.

However, his figure did not stop and went directly to the back of the auction table. Although he spent 30,000 medium-grade Yuan stones, as long as he got the demon fire and the water and fire blended, he used the secret technique unknown to them in the Ice and Snow Villa to break through the spiritual martial arts realm and step into Xuanwu, then everything was worth it.

The blade reached its bones, and a cold light slashed down. A loud bang came out. Lin Feng's VIP room exploded. Leng Yue's VIP room suddenly came into view clearly. In the middle, Leng Yue cut it open with a knife.

"You're fine."

Leng Yue said indifferently, and stepped forward directly toward the distance. The other four people from Haoyue Sect also stared at Lin Feng and others with sneer.

"A guy who doesn't know how to live or die."

One of them muttered, with a bit of joking in his eyes, Lin Feng was dead.

However, they would not take action in the auction hall. The auction hall would not allow them to fight, but as soon as they walked out of the auction hall, Lin Feng would be dead.

"Look at me?" Lin Feng smiled jokingly. The four of them stayed here and stared at him, and the meaning was self-evident.

After walking, Lin Feng walked in the void until he arrived at the auction table and then walked back. Today, the biggest winner was Lin Feng.

No one can recognize the Nine Heavens Canglong Cauldron. He took the photo of two thousand middle-grade Yuan stones, how could he be willing to leave?

Ten people received the items they had obtained from their auctions respectively. When it was Lin Feng's turn, Lan Jiao smiled at him and said, "Young Master, you don't have to pay for your Yuanshi. When you come here to collect the Yuanshi from the auction tomorrow, you can subtract it from it."

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded and looked at the Nine Heavens Canglong Cauldron that was being carried over.

"Young Master, this furnace cauldron is yours." Lan Jiao smiled, and Lin Feng stroked the Canglong Cauldron with his hand, and a ray of coolness came into his hand. At the same time, from this Canglong Cauldron, Lin Feng clearly felt a slight ancient breath.

His mind moved slightly, and the Nine Heavens Canglong Cauldron disappeared. Lan Jiao looked at Lin Feng with beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "Can Lan Jiao ask the young master's name?"

"Lin Feng."

Nodding slightly at Lan Jiao, Lin Feng smiled with a smile, and a radiant aura on his body, and he was not surprised by favors and disgraces.

The crowd received their respective items and left one after another.

"Lin Feng!" Looking at the disappearing figure of the crowd, Lan Jiao murmured and said, "Check!"

"Jiaojiao, don't check it." After Lan Jiao's words, a figure walked out of the house inside. She was a middle-aged beautiful woman with tall hair and beautiful and noble hair.

"Aunt Yun knows him?" Lan Jiao looked at the beautiful woman and asked.

"The city was burned by the fire, and the battle was in full swing, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Moyue Legion were burned and killed, and the world was turned around, and a thousand miles away were riding alone to rescue Princess Xueyue; step into the imperial city, save Liu Canglan, kill the little prince, and be appointed as a marquis and generals. Lin Feng has long been famous, so why would I not know him?"

The beautiful woman chuckled, and was a little surprised. Lin Feng was silent for half a year and actually appeared in Tianluo Ancient City.

"He is so powerful." Lan Jiao's beautiful eyes flashed. The young man, who was about the same age as her, but he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, did so many sensational events?

"Jiaojiao, he is still single and he is not married." The beautiful woman said with a smile, which made Lan Jiao's eyes stagnate, and she said with a smile: "Aunt Yun, you are making fun of me again."

"Where, Jiaojiao, a hero is matched with a beauty. I think you and him are quite compatible. If you can pull him into us, you might achieve a good thing."

Aunt Yun looked at Lan Jiao, but Lan Jiao smiled and shook her head, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

Lin Feng stepped out of the auction hall, and suddenly, several figures followed him closely, but Lin Feng seemed to be unaware of it, and a sneer appeared in his heart.

With his pace not being too slow, Lin Feng stepped out of Meng Pavilion and headed towards the Tianshan Restaurant.

"Brother Lin, why go so fast? You and I haven't spoken well yet." A voice came out, and the coldness attacked Lin Feng. His steps couldn't help but pause.

"Sorry, I'm not available to disappoint you."

Lin Feng said indifferently, raised his footsteps and continued to step forward.

But at this moment, in front of Lin Feng, a figure wrapped his hands in front of his chest, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "Why are you in a hurry to leave?"

In the distance, the crowd who walked out of the Dream Pavilion found something abnormal here, and their pupils immediately contracted. Sure enough, as soon as they stepped out of the Dream Pavilion, Bingyuan and Leng Yue were unable to wait. How could they let Lin Feng offend them?

"Brother Leng, let's put your grudges aside for the time being, how about?" Bingyuan said to Mr. Dao Leng Yue, Leng Yue nodded indifferently, and said, "Yes."

"But he has only one person, but we have two, what should we do?"

"It's simple. Brother Leng and I will take action together to see who will kill him first. As for the other two, we will be one of them."

"Yes, but I want that woman." Leng Yue agreed.

"No problem, that woman looks good, so let Brother Leng deal with it." Bingyuan Xie smiled, and the two of them sang together, causing the crowd in the distance to shake their heads secretly. Both of them regarded Lin Feng as a toy and discussed how to kill and tease. Lin Feng shouldn't have been afraid and shouldn't have messed with these two people.

The first core disciple of the Ice and Snow Villa is Bingyuan, and the genius of the Haoyue Sect and Leng Yue, known as the Dao Master, are not ordinary people.

Lin Feng provoked them, seeking death.

However, at this time, the crowd did not notice. A cold chill was released in Lin Feng's eyes, and the murderous intent was revealed. The two of them dared to tease Mengqing.

Mengqing, now Lin Feng’s reverse scale, kill those who touch the reverse scale!
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