Chapter 20

Hearing Feng Yuan's words, Feng Wuchen was deeply moved, no wonder Ling Xiaoxiao said that Feng Zhengxiong was very excited.

"Third brother, what do you want black iron for?" Feng Wuchen is not a craftsman, so what is the use of this black iron? Feng Zhan is very curious.

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly: "Dad went to Wanbao Pavilion, didn't he just want to take a picture of the sword? Xuan Tie is naturally going to be integrated into the sword, and then it will become a high-quality treasure, or a spiritual tool. Not necessarily impossible.”

"Then you have to find an artifact refiner. Dad doesn't have that ability." Feng Yuan said helplessly.

"Father can't do it, can the chief elder do it?" Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

"Just kidding, the elders can only refine pills, how can they refine weapons? But let's talk about taking pictures of the swords. The middle-grade treasures are very popular." Feng Zhan said.

Chatting and chatting, Wanbao Pavilion has arrived, and it is extremely lively and crowded, and groups of people enter the auction hall.

"The three young masters Feng, please come in." The Wanbao Pavilion guards greeted them respectfully, and at the same time brought Feng Wuchen and the others into the auction hall.

The auction hall was already filled with darkness, and many high-level clan leaders in Wushuang City and surrounding cities had already been placed in private rooms on the second floor.

"Chen'er, Dad will help you take pictures of that sword in a while!" Feng Zhengxiong smiled happily when he saw Feng Wuchen entering the private room.

Feng Wuchen's sword has been broken, which is a testimony to the severance with Mo Linger.

"Thank you dad." Feng Wuchen smiled.

Yu Wanxiong stood on the auction platform in the center of the auction, pressing his hands down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Yu Wanxiong smiled and said, "Thank you very much for coming to Wanbao Pavilion. Today, Wanbao Pavilion has ten treasures auctioned, so I won't say more nonsense."

When the words fell, Zhang Han had already delivered the first treasure.

Yu Wanxiong picked up the treasure and introduced: "This first treasure is a high-grade yellow-ranked martial art, Thunder Cloud Palm, a thunder-type martial art. It is extremely powerful. Don't miss it. The starting price is 300,000 gold coins."

"Huangjie high-quality martial arts! The power is absolutely terrifying!" The crowd below was already excited, and they wanted to take pictures immediately.

But the question is, where to grab the 300,000 gold coins? And it's still the starting price!

"400,000!" The first bidder was Yang Qingyun, the head of the Yang family.

"Four hundred and fifty thousand." Lin Patriarch then called for the price.

"..." Other families have bid.

Watching the family members bidding one after another, the crowd below can only be a bystander, unable to bid at all.

Don't look at it as a high-grade Huang-level martial arts, but for the families of Peerless City and surrounding cities, it is already a very powerful martial skill!

One more powerful martial skill can make the family stronger.

"Chen'er, you are about to step into the Qi-refining realm. As long as you find a thunder-attribute exercise to cultivate thunder-attribute true energy, you can practice Thunder Cloud Palm. If you like it, make an offer." Feng Zhengxiong looked at Feng Wuchen and said, As long as Feng Wuchen likes it, he will bid without hesitation.

Feng Wuchen shook his head and said: "I said, Dad, it also depends on whether I have the thunder attribute, and the Thunder Cloud Palm consumes a lot of infuriating energy, it is not as good as you think, so there is no need to waste gold coins. "

After listening to Feng Wuchen's words, Feng Zhengxiong and several people were shocked.

How does Feng Wuchen know that Thunder Cloud Palm consumes a lot of infuriating energy? He has neither seen nor practiced, how does he know?

As time passed, each treasure was auctioned off, but there were no treasures that Feng Wuchen liked, and the Feng family never bid, as if they were here to join in the fun.

"The seventh treasure, you must have been waiting for a long time! The middle-grade treasure, the Fire Sword, is a fire attribute sword. It cuts iron like mud and is powerful." Yu Wanxiong raised the Fire Sword and injected a trace of True Qi, and the surface of the Fire Sword instantly ignited. A layer of flames erupted, exuding a tyrannical breath and high temperature.

The flaming sword is fine and beautiful, and the flame ignited by the injection of infuriating energy is really like a flaming sword, very dazzling.

"As expected of a mid-grade treasure! Such a powerful breath!"

"A person who cultivates the fire attribute, coupled with the fire sword, will definitely double the combat power!"

The crowd boiled again, with longing in their eyes.

Many families also came for the Flaming Sword, including Feng Zhengxiong, who all wanted this Flaming Sword!

"My Yang family will definitely win this sword!" Yang Qingyun's eyes are full of fiery heat. If he gets this sword, Yang Qingyun will have the confidence to defeat Feng Zhengxiong!

This is an opportunity for the Yang family to fight back, and Yang Qingyun will never miss it!

"Chen'er, how is it? How about the Fire Sword?" Feng Zhengxiong asked.

Feng Wuchen's favorite weapon is the sword. Although it is only a treasure, it is also very suitable for Feng Wuchen's appetite.

"It just so happens that I also lack a sword, so let's go." Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled, looking very reluctant.

"You're going to be a fart! You're just picky!" Seeing Feng Wuchen's reluctance, Feng Zhengxiong immediately laughed and scolded, glaring at Feng Wuchen.

There are no three mid-grade treasures in Wushuang City! The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers! The Fire Sword is definitely a treasure!

Looking at the excited crowd, Yu Wanxiong said with a smile: "The Fire Sword starts at 500,000 gold coins! This is the only treasure sword in Peerless City, if you miss it, it will be gone!"

"600,000!" Yang Qingyun was the first to bid.

"Seven hundred thousand!" Mo Kun immediately bid, obviously wanting to get the Flaming Sword.

"Eight hundred thousand!"

"one million!"

Many families have bid, which is very fierce, and it has risen to more than one million in a few breaths.

The crowd below, listening to the astronomical numbers, were dumbfounded.

"Dad, it's already more than one million, do we still have to bid?" Feng Yuan asked with a frown, a little worried.

Feng Qianyang said solemnly: "Mid-grade treasures are really rare, and they really shouldn't be missed."

"Dad, a few hundred thousand is nothing. Where can we find this one million? And we still don't know the final price of the Fire Sword." Feng Yuan said with a helpless smile.

Although the Feng family is a big family, it operates more than a dozen shops, and sells spiritual liquid and medicinal herbs, but the gold coins are all used for goods, and there are not many gold coins that can be obtained.

Feng Zhengxiong said as if he was bound to win: "Humph! Not enough gold coins to sell shops! The Fire Sword must be photographed!"

"A mid-grade treasure has been bid for 2 million. I really want to know what to do if they can't get the money. Is it possible that they can also sell the shop like Dad said?" Feng Wuchen shook his head.

"What if you don't? Do you really think they can take it out?" Feng Zhengxiong didn't believe that these families could take out two million gold coins all at once.

Feng Wuchen smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry, Dad, I have a solution, and I don't want anyone else to take this sword."

"Oh? What can I do?" Feng Qianyang looked at Feng Wuchen with interest and asked.

"Crush them to death at one price!" Feng Wuchen sneered, looking at Yu Wanxiong, Feng Wuchen said loudly: "I'll pay three million!"

As soon as Feng Wuchen opened his mouth, the fiercely competing families instantly quieted down, and their eyes all turned to Feng Wuchen's direction.

"hiss......"

The crowd gasped in shock, their eyes straightened!

"Three... three million? It's the price offered by the third young master of the Feng family!"

"Can the Feng family come up with three million?"

"Master Feng added a million all of a sudden!"

The crowd was in an uproar, looking at Feng Wuchen in the private room on the second floor in shock.

"Three million? The third young master of the Feng family has great courage, but I don't know if the Feng family can come up with three million gold coins! Don't be too embarrassed if you can't come up with it by then." Yang Qingyun sneered slightly.

"Patriarch Yang, is it possible that your Yang family can take out two million gold coins? Is it possible that you plan to sell your Yang family's shop?" Feng Wuchen sneered and asked back.

"Haha!" Everyone below burst into laughter.

Yang Qingyun's face was extremely blue, and the fierceness in his eyes was undisguised, and he could not wait to slap him for fear of death.

Feng Wuchen added 1 million in one breath, which has already crushed many families to death, let alone 3 million, even 2 million is difficult to come out.

Although many families were not reconciled, they did not dare to bid any more. If the Feng family was going to lose face, they didn't need to lose face.

"Is there anyone else bidding?" Yu Wanxiong was also stunned before asking.

"Three million and a half million!" Mo Kun suddenly opened his bid, as if he was bound to win the Huoyan Sword.

Mo Kun's bidding shocked everyone again. The astronomical figures made them pale. However, was the Mo family really able to come up with so many gold coins?

But before the shocked people came back to their senses, Feng Wuchen's next bid almost scared them to death!

"Five million!" Feng Wuchen bid without hesitation, like a nouveau riche, treating money as dung!

The entire auction hall was silent, and there was no sound of breathing, as if they were breathing in ice, even Yu Wanxiong looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.

"Five million! Chen'er! Are you crazy?" Xiao Qingqing trembled with fright, and sold the entire Feng family for less than five million!

"Chen'er, that's five million!" Feng Zhengxiong also stared at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes.

"Dad, don't worry." Feng Wuchen said without worry, as if five million were nothing to him.

"Hehe, Feng Wuchen, I will give you the Huoyan Sword, I just don't know if your Feng family can come up with five million!" Mo Kun smiled faintly, obviously overshadowing Feng Wuchen.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen showed no change in expression, and said with a light smile, "Patriarch Mo, thank you very much."

The hall was silent for a long time, and suddenly it boiled, and the exclamations continued one after another.

"That's five million! Can the Feng family get it?"

"Master Feng is not crazy, right? Mid-grade treasures aren't worth so much gold, right?"

There was a lot of discussion, and no one believed that the Feng family had such a strong background.

"If no one bids, then the Fire Sword will belong to Feng Wuchen." After glancing at the crowd, Yu Wanxiong said, he was also wondering if the Feng family could come up with five million.

But when Yu Wanxiong's eyes met the eyes of Shangfeng Wuchen, he couldn't help but groan in his heart.

"Pavilion Master Yu, can I take credit?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile.

"What? Credit?" As soon as Feng Wuchen's words came out, the hall exploded again, and the bidding was still on credit. What's the rule?

Mo Kun and many senior clan leaders were stunned!

How dare Yu Wanxiong say nothing? At this moment, my heart is bleeding, but I can only answer with a smile: "Yes!"

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