Dragon God Sovereign

After hearing Feng Yuan's words, Feng Wuchen was deeply moved. No wonder Ling Xiaoxiao said that Feng Zhengxiong was very excited.

"My third brother, what do you want Xuan Tie to do?" Feng Wuchen is not a refiner, so why do you want this Xuan Tie? Feng Zhan is very curious.

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly: "Daddy went to Wanbao Pavilion, didn't he just want to take pictures of the sword? Xuan Tie will naturally be integrated into the sword, and then it will become a top-grade treasure or a spiritual weapon. It may not be impossible."

"Then you have to find a refiner, father doesn't have that ability." Feng Yuan said helplessly.

"Daddy can't do it, is the chief elder doing it?" Feng Wuchen smiled.

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

Talking and chatting, Wanbao Pavilion has arrived, crowded with people, very lively, group after group of people enter the auction hall.

"Three Master Feng, please inside." The Wanbao Pavilion guard respectfully greeted them, and at the same time led Feng Wuchen into the auction hall.

The auction hall is already a black figure, and many high-level families in Wushuang City and the surrounding city have been arranged in the private rooms on the second floor.

"Chen'er, Dad will help you take the sword down in a while!" Seeing Feng Wuchen entering the private room, Feng Zhengxiong smiled happily.

Feng Wuchen's sword has been broken, and it is a testimony to the break with Mo Linger.

"Thank you, father." Feng Wuchen smiled.

Yu Wanxiong stood on the central auction stage of the auction and pressed his hand to signal everyone to calm down.

Yu Wanxiong smiled and said, "Thank you very much for coming to Wanbao Pavilion. There are ten treasures in Wanbao Pavilion for auction today, so I won't say more nonsense."

After that, Zhang Han has already sent the first baby.

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

"Yellow-level high-grade martial arts! The power is absolutely terrifying!" The crowd below is already excited, and can't wait to take a photo right away.

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

"Four hundred thousand!" It was Yang Patriarch Yang Qingyun who was the first to bid.

"Four-five-five thousand yuan." Lin Patriarch continued to bid.

"..." Other families bid.

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

Don't even look at it as a high-grade Huang Tier martial art, but for Wushuang City and the families of the surrounding cities, it is already a very powerful martial art!

One more powerful martial skill can make the family stronger.

"Chen'er, you can quickly step into the Qi Refining Realm. You can cultivate Thunder Cloud Palm if you only need to find a thunder attribute technique to cultivate thunder attribute true qi. If you like it, you will make a price." Feng Zhengxiong looked towards Feng Wuchen, As long as Feng Wuchen likes it, he will bid without hesitation.

Feng Wuchen shook his head and said, "I said, daddy, it depends on whether I have thunder attributes, and the palm of thunder cloud consumes a lot of true energy, which is not as good as you think, so there is no need to waste gold coins. "

After hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Feng Zhengxiong's hearts were shocked.

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

As time went on, the treasures were auctioned off one by one, but there were no treasures that Feng Wuchen fancyed, and the Feng Family had never bid, as if they were coming to join in the fun.

"The seventh treasure, I must have been waiting for a long time! The medium-grade treasured fire sword, a sword with fire attributes, cuts iron like mud, and is powerful." Yu Wanxiong raised the fire sword and injected a trace of infuriating energy. The surface of the fire sword instantly burned. There was a layer of flame, exuding tyrannical breath and high temperature.

The flame sword is delicate and beautiful, and the flames ignited by the infusion of true energy are really dazzling like a fire sword.

"It's a middle-grade treasure! What a powerful breath!"

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

The crowd boiled again, eyes full of desire.

Many families also came for the fire sword, including Feng Masao, want to get this fire sword!

"I'm sure to win this sword from the Yang family!" Yang Qingyun's eyes are full of enthusiasm. If he obtains this sword, Yang Qingyun will be confident to defeat Feng Zhengxiong!

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

"Chen'er, how? 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 suitable for Feng Wuchen's appetite.

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

"You will be a fart! You are the kid who is picky!" Seeing Feng Wuchen's reluctant appearance, Feng Zhengxiong immediately laughed and scolded, staring at Feng Wuchen fiercely.

There are three middle-grade treasures in Wushuang City! The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers! The Flame Sword is definitely a treasure in treasure!

Looking at the excited crowd, Yu Wanxiong smiled and said: "The flame sword starts at 500,000 gold coins! This is the only treasure sword in Wushuang City. If you miss it, you will be gone!"

"Six hundred thousand!" Yang Qingyun was the first to bid.

"Seven hundred thousand!" Mo Kun followed the bidding, obviously also eager to get the fire sword.

"Eight hundred thousand!"

"one million!"

Many families are bidding one after another, very fierce, and it has risen to more than one million in a few breaths, and no one will let anyone else.

The crowd below, listening to the astronomical figures, were all dumbfounded.

"Father, it's over 1 million, do we still have to bid?" Feng Yuan frowned and asked, somewhat worried.

Feng Qianyang solemnly said: "Middle-grade treasures are really rare, and you really can't miss it."

"Father, hundreds of thousands are nothing, over one million, where can we find? And don't know the final price of the flame sword." Feng Yuan said with a bitter smile.

Although Feng's family is a big family, it manages more than a dozen shops, and sells spiritual liquids and pills, but the gold coins are all used for goods, and there are not many gold coins that can be obtained.

Feng Masao said with a certain look: "Huh! Gold coins are not enough to sell shops! The flame sword must be photographed!"

"A middle-grade treasure has been bid for two million. I really want to know what they can do if they can't get the money, is it possible to sell the shop like the old man said?" Feng Wuchen shook his head.

"Otherwise, what to do? Do you really think they can get it?" Feng Zhengxiong didn't believe that these families could come up with two million gold coins at once.

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

"Oh? What way?" Feng Qianyang looked at Feng Wuchen with interest and asked.

"The price is crushing them!" Feng Wuchen sneered, looking at Yu Wanxiong, Feng Wuchen said loudly: "I will pay three million!"

As soon as Feng Wuchen spoke, the fiercely competing families quieted down in an instant, and their eyes turned to Feng Wuchen's direction.

"hiss......"

The crowd gasped in shock, their eyes straightened!

"Three...three million? It was the price set by the third master of the Feng Family!"

"Can the Feng Family put out three million?"

"Young Master Feng unexpectedly added a million!"

The crowd was in an uproar, looking at the wind and dust in the private room on the second floor in shock.

"Three million? The third young master of the Feng Family is so courageous, but I don't know if the Feng Family can come up with three million gold coins! Don't be unable to get it out then, letting you embarrass the Feng Family." Yang Qingyun sneered slightly.

"Patriarch Yang, is it possible that your Yang family can come up with two million gold coins? Is it possible that you plan to sell your Yang family's store?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

"Haha!" everyone below suddenly burst into laughter.

Yang Qingyun's face was extremely blue, and the fierceness in his eyes was unconcealed, wishing to slap for fear of death.

Feng Wuchen added one million in one breath, already crushing many families to death, let alone three million, even two million is difficult to get out.

Although many families are not reconciled, they don't dare to bid anymore. If the Feng family wants to lose face, they don't need to follow it.

"Is there anyone else bidding?" Yu Wanxiong was also stunned, and then asked.

"3.5 million!" Mo Kun suddenly started bidding, as if he was bound to win the Fire Sword.

Mo Kun's bidding shocked everyone again. The astronomical figures made their faces pale, but can the Mo Family really come up with so many gold coins?

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

"Five million!" Feng Wuchen did not hesitate to bid, like a nouveau riche, treating money as dung!

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

"Five million! Chen'er! Are you crazy?" Xiao Qingqing trembled with fear, 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.

"Father, don't worry." Feng Wuchen said without any worries, it seems that five million is nothing to him.

"Hehe, Feng Wuchen, Old Huoyanjian will let you, but I don't know if your Feng Family can put out five million!" Mo Kun smiled lightly, it was obviously overcast and Feng Wuchen.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen didn't change his face, and said with a faint smile: "Patriarch Mo, thank you for your concession."

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

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

"Master Feng is not crazy, right? The middle-grade treasure is not worth so many gold coins, right?"

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

"If no one is bidding, then the Fire Flame Sword will belong to Feng Wuchen." Looking at the crowd, Yu Wanxiong said, he was also wondering whether Feng Family could spend five million.

But when Yu Wanxiong's gaze met the upwind Wuchen gaze, he couldn't help but squeak in his heart.

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

"What? Credit?" As soon as Feng Wuchen said this, the hall exploded again, and the bidding was even on credit. What is the rule?

Mo Kun and many senior family members were stunned!

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