A faint blue light shone on the long sword, and he pulled out the long sword with a clang.
The long sword was huge, extremely powerful, and heavy. Under the light, it was like a thick wall, blocking everyone in front of them.
Then he smiled and said: "This sword, called the Blue Moon Sword, is a sixth-grade spiritual weapon. The sword has six functions, namely: strong, sharp, armor-breaking..."
Chen Feng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this.
Generally speaking, in the early stages of an auction, the items taken out will not be particularly valuable.
This glorious auction house is really powerful. It is indeed an annual event in Qingzhou. The first item brought out is a sixth-grade spiritual weapon.
You know, the sixth-grade spiritual weapon has already reached the level of the treasures of the nine major sects of Ziyang Sword Field.
Of course, the other eight treasures of the sect are still far from being comparable to the Dragon Slaying Sword.
But even so, it can be called a rare treasure.
Sure enough, as soon as this treasure was taken out, the auction house immediately fell into a commotion.
"It turned out to be a sixth-grade spiritual weapon. The Glory Auction House really made an extraordinary move."
"Generally speaking, sixth-grade spiritual weapons can only be owned by those who are at the sixth level of soul condensation or above. Holding a sixth-grade spiritual weapon can directly double the strength of a strong person!"
"Hmph, reaching this level is just the lowest threshold. In fact, most of the powerful people above the sixth level of soul condensation cannot possess such a sixth-level spiritual weapon."
"That's right, so I am determined to get this weapon!" A rough man laughed.
He was dressed in white, with messy blond hair. He was tall and looked very cheerful and heroic, which seemed to match the temperament of this heavy and simple sword.
Although his words are rough, they are not annoying.
A person next to him sneered and said, "You say you want it, but you're telling me that the auction house is owned by your family?"
"I also like this big sword very much. I'm going to order it!" The speaker was a young and handsome man in his twenties. He could tell at a glance that he was either rich or noble, and his family background was prominent.
The big man in white said angrily: "Lu Yuyan, you don't use a sword, and your strength is only the first level of soul condensation. What is the use of this sword?"
"What's the use? You have nothing to do with this!" Lu Yuyan said with a joking smile: "My kitchen is missing a pig-killing knife. If I take it back to kill pigs and fish, what does it have to do with you?"
The big man in white was furious and gave the noble young master a cold look, with a hint of indifference flashing in his eyes, but the noble young master didn't take him seriously at all.
He laughed, spread out his fan, and fanned lightly, looking cool and carefree.
Many people around him suddenly started whispering excitedly.
"This middle-aged man in white is Wang Lei, one of the top ten swordsmen in Qingzhou Prefecture. He is a master of the seventh level of soul condensation."
"It's just that I heard that he was born in a poor family and didn't have much savings, so he never had a handy weapon. It seems that he is determined to get this sword!"
"Haha, he is dreaming!"
"The noble young master he is competing with is the third young master of the Lu family. The Lu family is a wealthy family in Qingzhou with a fortune of tens of millions. If there is a money comparison, there is no way Wang Lei can match Mr. Lu no matter what."
At this time, Lu Zisong on the auction stage announced loudly: "Now, I declare that the bidding has officially begun!"
"The starting price is 10,000 yuan stones, and each increase in price is at least 1,000 yuan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fat man in brocade clothes impatiently raised the sign in his hand and shouted: "Fifteen thousand yuan stones!"
The people nearby suddenly burst into laughter: "You only added so much at once, how can you be so embarrassed?"
Another person doubled it with great disdain, adding 30,000 yuan stones.
Everyone started a fierce competition for this long sword, and soon the price climbed to 270,000 yuan stones.
At this time, when raising prices, everyone was very cautious and increased the price by one thousand or one thousand at a time.
Obviously, in their view, its value is basically that much.
Moreover, no matter how high it is, they will not be able to bear it!
Throughout the entire process, Wang Lei and Mr. Lu never made a bid.
Until then, fewer and fewer people were bidding, and Wang Lei suddenly said: "Three hundred thousand yuan stones."
He directly raised the price by 30,000 yuan in order to scare others.
Mr. Lu looked at him and suddenly smiled coldly and said, "You finally took action. Since you took action, I will naturally take action as well."
As he spoke, he shouted loudly: "Four hundred thousand yuan stones!"
When everyone heard this, they were immediately in an uproar.
"Master Lu actually added 100,000 yuan directly!"
At this time, the price of 400,000 yuan stones is already a bit expensive for this sword, but it is not worth it!
But everyone knows that Mr. Lu is just for a breath.
After all, he and Wang Lei have a deep hatred and will never miss any opportunity to suppress their opponents.
Wang Lei had a cold look on his face, hesitating.
They were fighting here, but Chen Feng suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something.
That is to re-melt the Dragon-Slaying Sword and restore the Dragon-Slaying Sword to its former glory!
The dragon-slaying knife was originally complete, but later the head was cut off, and the cut-off head became fragments and became the peak-suppressing artifact of several other main peaks.
The remaining half of the Dragon-Slaying Sword was left at Broken Edge Peak. One of Chen Feng's purposes in killing the Dragon Sect was to regain the artifacts stolen by the Shenlong Sect and resmelt the Dragon-slaying Sword.
But during this period of time, he was so busy with his affairs that he actually forgot about it!
At this time, Chen Feng thought about it, and then his mind immediately sank into the golden dragon ring.
He has put everything he gained from the Shenlong Cult into the Golden Dragon Ring. If those artifacts exist, they will definitely be found inside.
Chen Feng entered it mentally and rummaged around quickly. After searching for a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
It turned out that he only found two items inside, one was the peak-suppressing treasure of Zixia Peak, and the other was the peak-suppressing treasure of Qingzhu Peak.
In other words, two fragments were found.
Apart from these two, there is nothing else.
The remaining six peak-suppressing treasures have all disappeared.
Chen Feng suspected that Long Houshui took them away with him when he escaped.
"Long Houshui, you will feel better after I find you." Chen Feng squinted his eyes and said coldly in his heart.
When Chen Feng pulled his mind out of the golden dragon ring, the fight for the sword was over.
Lu Yuyan was born into a wealthy family with extremely rich wealth. She easily defeated Wang Lei with her abundant financial resources.
