Chapter 301

When Feng Xing saw that Fang Zheng went out directly, he was also anxious. Although there were so many holy blood pills auctioned off the stage, he could not stand the consumption of so many people. He also wanted to get some holy blood pills to improve his cultivation.

"Brother Shan, I still have some things to deal with. I'll leave first."

Feng Xing says to Shan Chong lightly.

With that, he turned away from the box and walked towards his box. Now he wants to go back.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng's heart is slightly elated. For the sake of shengxuedan, they even ignore the fact that they robbed Shuiyao town. They didn't expect that the temptation of shengxuedan was so great.

This makes Ye Feng have some confidence. It is estimated that these holy blood pills can be sold easily.

At this time, Shan Chong stands up and goes to the bidding machine. Ye Feng sees this scene and smiles. It seems that Shan Chong can't resist the temptation of shengxuedan and wants to auction some of them.

Ye Feng didn't say anything. No matter who auctioned shengxuedan, the biggest profit maker was himself.

At this time, the auction of shengxuedan has been carried out. The price of a bottle of shengxuedan has been raised to about 2.5 billion, which is equivalent to the price of a shengxuedan.

A bottle of 25100, that is 250 billion, Ye Feng heard this number, a burst of joy in his heart.

This time I'm going to be a local tyrant. With so much money, I can buy some treasures I need to improve my strength.

Just as Ye Feng was meditating, the small porcelain vases under the stage had been auctioned off one by one. Generally, those who practice martial arts are two bottles in one bottle, and those who buy the most are five or six bottles.

Although their purchasing power is not particularly strong, but together that is a terrible number!

It's just that there are only nine Holy Blood pills in one of the small porcelain vases, so the auctioneer simply put them out for another auction, which is also a small episode, but it didn't stop the enthusiasm of those martial artists.

But in a moment, there are still about 30 porcelain bottles left.

At this time, Ye Feng looks at the box of founder and Feng Xing. He finds that they are surrounded by a staff member of Doubao club, who seems to be explaining something to them.

After listening to the staff's explanation, they seemed to have a look at each other and made a decision.

Then, two voices came out of the stereo on the auction table.

"I want 15 bottles of shengxuedan, bid 30 billion."

This is founder's voice, full of Zhongqi, which can't be questioned.

"I also want 15 bottles of shengxuedan and bid 30 billion."

Feng Xing also said in a voice, and the two immediately gave the remaining 30 bottles to the private room.

After all, with a price of 30 billion yuan, those martial arts practitioners don't have so much money to compete with them. This is equivalent to the price of 3 billion yuan per bottle, which is hard for them to bear.

Ye Feng see this scene, the heart is a joy, the more these two people spend money, the more they earn, of course, will not say anything.

At this time, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a staff member of Doubao club came from the outside.

"Distinguished guests, next there are 15 boxes of shengxuedan auction, each small wooden box is loaded with 50 shengxuedan, the starting price is 7.5 billion, please be prepared."

When he came in, he said to everyone in the box.

This words, Shan Chong is slightly a Leng, looked at the staff, seems to have made up his mind, go directly to the bidding machine in front of, quietly waiting.

Ye Feng saw this scene, his heart is slightly a joy, he did not expect that Doubao will use such a move, in advance of the price and small wooden box thing, tell the three sects' disciples.

In this way, there may be a bidding competition among the three sects. At that time, Doubao and himself will benefit the most.

After all, it's impossible for those who practice martial arts to enter such a bidding process. The starting price is 7.5 billion yuan, which will be tens of billions at random. Most of those who practice martial arts can't afford so much money.

So the next bidding is a matter between the three sects. As long as the three sects are matched, then it is not simply a matter of cost performance.

It's even related to the prestige of the three sects, so the price is certainly not low, even much higher than the price just auctioned out."Let these people fight."

Ye Feng thought of sitting in the corner and looking at the auction table through the window.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to auction these small wooden boxes. Each box contains 50 grams of shengxuedan. The starting price is 7.5 billion."

"If you have a warrior in need, please hurry up. This is the last batch of Holy Blood pills. If you miss it, you will have no chance."

At this time, the auctioneer on the auction table pushed the small wooden box up again and said to everyone.

As soon as they heard that the starting price was about $7.5 billion, their hearts suddenly trembled, although they were all dignified figures in various places.

However, their wealth is not even comparable to that of some large enterprises and families. It is still difficult for them to bid for the auction items with a reserve price of 7.5 billion. However, it is OK to buy two boxes in one box. If someone buys many boxes at a time, they will have no chance.

Of course, many smart Warriors also understand that these small wooden boxes are not for them at all, but for the three major sects, so many warriors directly choose to shut up and wait for the three major sects to fight.

The scene of the Doubao meeting became quiet. Everyone looked up at the boxes of the three sects and wondered what kind of bidding competition they would have?

After a moment's silence, a sudden sound came from the stereo.

"A wooden box of 15 billion, I want all of them!" It was the domineering founder who spoke. For these holy blood pills, he was sure to win.

Directly burst out a very high price, a holy blood pill will cost 300 million!

However, as soon as Fangzheng's voice fell, another voice began to ring.

"A wooden box of 16 billion, and I'll take all of them!" This is Feng Xing's voice. He always works against Fang Zheng. This time, of course, is no exception.

However, this time Feng Xing was not only fighting against Fang Zheng. After all, he also needed these pills to help him practice. He was also eager to break through the perfect state of refining.