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Chapter 638: The Furious Feng Xiang

"Oh? It turns out that your little girl is Zixia! I will accept your favor this time. If you need anything next time, just come to the Arcane Guild to find me, and I will do my best to help you.

Helpful.”

In the opposite compartment, Master Yanhuo's tone was much softer after hearing Huangfu Zixia's words. After all, Huangfu Zixia was a member of the royal family, and he was also a disciple of Elder Qin Yu, one of the nine elders of the Arcane Guild Headquarters.

, the status is considered extremely noble.

Master Yanhuo is not a blind and arrogant person. Huangfu Zixia is so generous to him, so of course he cannot be negligent.

Huangfu Zixia's pretty face suddenly showed a smile. She knew very well that although Master Yanhuo's mental power was not very strong, his father's status in the Arcane Guild was extremely high. He was Liuli who ranked second among the nine elders in the guild.

The elder's son.

Although Huangfu Zixia's teacher, Master Qin Yu, is also one of the nine elders, he is only ranked eighth, and his status and strength are much lower than Elder Liuli. This is why Huangfu Zixia is afraid of Master Yanhuo.

You must know that although the power of the Royal Capital Arcane Guild is not as powerful as that of the royal family and Qinglong Palace, its influence is extremely huge, and arcanists can even refine some elemental crystals and elemental formations that warriors like, so arcanists

There are many strong friends behind them.

If the Arcane Guild brings together those powerful friends, it will be enough to shake the power of the royal family in the imperial capital. This is why the Arcane Guild has such a transcendent status in the imperial capital, and even the royal family does not dare to offend the Arcane Guild too much.

From the whispers around him, Zhuo Wen naturally understood the origin of Master Yanhuo. He did not expect that Master Yanhuo was actually the son of Elder Liuli, who ranked second among the nine elders of the Arcane Guild. He was also a fourth-grade elder.

A perfect arcanist has a very high status in the arcane guild.

The old man on the high platform originally expected someone to bid and raise the price higher, but now that Master Yanhuo revealed his identity, the old man's eyes were slightly disappointed.

He knew that Master Yanhuo had revealed his identity, which meant that he was bound to win the Great Infinite Sword Formation, and it was probably impossible for anyone else here to compete with Master Yanhuo.

"Thirty-five thousand spiritual stones, although it did not reach the expected goal, it is still pretty good."

The old man could only comfort himself in this way. Just when he was about to finalize the great sword formation, a clear and calm voice suddenly came from above.

"Thirty-six thousand spiritual stones!"

As soon as this voice came out, everyone on the stage fell into silence. This voice was too familiar to them. Wasn't it the young man who raised the price with Feng Xiang at the beginning?

Originally, Master Yanhuo revealed his identity to prevent others from competing with him, but now this young man knew this and still bid, obviously not taking Master Yanhuo seriously.

There were three people in the opposite compartment. All three were wearing gray robes, and four stars were painted on their chests. Obviously, these three were all fourth-grade arcanists.

The man in the middle is about forty years old, with protruding forehead bones and white beards on his temples. When his eyes open and close, there is always a hint of brilliance. This man is Master Yanhuo.

On both sides of Master Yanhuo were old men in their seventies. These two old men stood quietly behind Master Yanhuo, with an attitude of obeying orders at any time. They should be Master Yanhuo's subordinates.

Click!

Master Yanhuo tightened his hands, and the armrests beside his hands were crushed to pieces. He narrowed his eyes, which contained a bone-chilling coldness, and stared coldly at the opposite box through the box window.

"Li Hu! Check for me, who is bidding with me in the box opposite?" Master Yanhuo snorted coldly.

"Yes! I will go check it out now." The old man on Master Yanhuo's left nodded respectfully and then silently exited the box.

"Li Long! How many spiritual stones do we have available this time?" Master Yanhuo said to the old man on the right.

"We only brought 40,000 spirit stones this time." Li Long said in a low voice.

"Hmph! I want to see who it is? It's rare that you dare to challenge me and provoke me, Yan Huo, in the imperial capital!" As he spoke, Master Yan Huo showed a cruel smile on his lips.

"Forty thousand spirit stones! I give you one last chance. Give up the bidding immediately, otherwise today next year will be your death anniversary."

Master Yanhuo's sonorous voice sounded again, with a hint of unkindness and coldness in his tone.

"Zhuo Wen! Don't compete with Master Yanhuo. His status in the Arcane Guild is not low. If you bid against him, you will lose more than you gain."

In the box, Master Kuya spoke quickly, with a look of deep worry on his face. He did not expect that Zhuo Wen dared to bid with Master Yanhuo. At the same time, he was also surprised that Zhuo Wen was so rich that he could actually offer 36,000 yuan.

Spiritual stone.

"That's right! Master Yanhuo has a very strong background. Zhuo Wen, if you provoke him, it's simply not worth the gain. Give up the bidding!" Master Cangmu also advised.

As for Feng Xiang and Jingyun, they stood aside and sneered again and again, with expressions of gloating on their faces. Huangfu Zixia's face was still cold, but her eyes were on Zhuo Wen.

The young man in front of her was really beyond her expectation. He was obviously not a genius from the imperial capital, but he was actually so rich. Moreover, when he was at the door of the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion, the terrifying pressure he unleashed made Huangfu Zi

Xia still remembers it vividly.

In addition, Zhuo Wen knew the background of Master Yanhuo and still dared to bid without any worry. Zhuo Wen became more and more mysterious in her eyes.

"Master Kuya, old man Cangmu, I am sensible, don't worry!"

Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, then spoke loudly again: "Forty-one thousand spiritual stones!"

Click!

In the opposite compartment, Master Yanhuo violently smashed the chair under his seat, and said coldly: "That's really good. You dare to fight for something in my hand, Yanhuo. Isn't this person impatient?"

"Master Yanhuo! Do you want my subordinates to help you deal with this guy?" Li Long behind him said in a sinister voice.

"No need, the Jianbao Pavilion is not allowed to do anything! We can't break the rules. First find out the identity of the person who quoted the price. After he leaves the Jianbao Pavilion, the Great Infinite Sword Formation will fall into our hands.

Of course, that guy will also pay the price with blood."

Having said this, Master Yanhuo's eyes became much colder and crueler!

The atmosphere around him became extremely solemn. The smile on the face of the old man on the high platform was like a blooming chrysanthemum, and the gratitude to Zhuo Wen in his heart was like a torrential river.

The Great Promise Sword Formation was able to auction 41,000 spiritual stones, which was considered to have achieved his expected goal!

"Are there any more bids?"

The old man smiled mischievously, his eyes focused on Master Yanhuo's box, and his words improved a bit. He was now looking forward to Master Yanhuo increasing the price again.

However, after waiting for a long time, Master Yanhuo still remained silent. Everyone knew that Master Yanhuo probably only had about 40,000 spiritual stones.

There was a hint of disappointment on the old man's face, and then he touched his sleeves. Suddenly, the Great Infinite Sword Formation in the sky turned into wisps of sword light. At some point, the old man was dragging a huge iron box in his hand, and all the long swords were numerous.

After entering the iron box, the iron box slowly closed.

"Since no one bids, then this customer will own the Great Promise Sword Formation." The old man pointed to the box where Zhuo Wen was with a smile on his face.

"Zhuowen! You...you have offended Master Yanhuo this time, and I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous." Master Cangmu and Master Kuya sighed at the same time.

Both of them are arcanists of the Arcane Guild, and they know the background of Master Yanhuo clearly. Zhuo Wen has offended the wrong person this time.

Zhuo Wen is not afraid at all. He will definitely get this Great Promise Sword Formation, because with the Promise Sword Gang, he has the possibility to repair the Great Promise Sword Formation.

Once the repair of the Great Promise Sword Formation is completed, it will be a fifth-grade Yuan Formation, and its power will probably become extremely terrifying. Zhuo Wen will be able to kill seven rounds of Emperor Ji Realm by then. This thing will have a huge impact on his ability in the Nine County War.

It was a great help and there was no way he would give up.

As for Master Yanhuo, Zhuo Wen didn't believe that this guy would secretly use the power of the Arcane Guild to deal with him. After all, it was not the Master Yanhuo who had the final say in the Arcane Guild.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen can be regarded as a fourth-level arcanist, with excellent talent and mental power. Zhuo Wen believes that as long as he registers as a fourth-level arcanist with the Arcane Guild in the future, the Flame Master will not dare to deal with him openly.

He, as for the secret hand, Zhuo Wen is not afraid anymore.

"You are such a reckless little bastard. If you offend Master Yanhuo, you are dead. Hey, no one can save you."

Jingyun, who was standing next to Feng Xiang, suddenly spoke sarcastically to Zhuo Wen, staring at Zhuo Wen as if looking at a dead person.

"Shut your stupid mouth. If you talk too much, don't blame me for being rude."

Jingyun insulted Zhuo Wen again and again, which had already made Zhuo Wen extremely unhappy with him. At this moment, he turned his head and stared at Jingyun with cold eyes, saying coldly.

Jingyun was bluffed by Zhuo Wen and was startled at first. Although she was wary of Zhuo Wen's strength, she became more courageous when she thought of Feng Xiang by her side.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to tell me to shut up. Do you really think that you are stronger than me and can do whatever you want? Let me tell you, Brother Feng can crush you to death with one finger. Now you kneel down and apologize immediately. Otherwise, you

I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this box." Jingyun said coldly.

"Crush me to death with one finger? Just because of this trash next to you?"

Turning around slowly, Zhuo Wen first glanced at Jingyun indifferently, then turned his attention to Feng Xiang next to him and sneered unceremoniously.

Feng Xiang, who had a smile on his face, suddenly froze, his eyes narrowed in a dangerous arc, and he stared at Zhuo Wen coldly and said: "Who did you just call a waste? If you dare, say it again."

"Oh! What you mean by this is that you admit that you are a waste?" Zhuo Wen said with a slight curl of the corners of his mouth.

For a moment, Feng Xiang's face turned extremely ugly. He took a step forward, and a terrifying aura suddenly surged out...


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