Chapter Five Hundred and Fortieth Third Shot

The price increase has reached 200,000!

Directly added 200,000!

"Wow!"

At this moment, it also caused some people's surprise.

At this juncture, anyone who dares to add such a thing must either have a certain background, or they want to do it with others.

Master Yu nodded and said, "Sure enough, this person is also here."

"Who?" Xiao Yu asked curiously.

Master Yu said: "The head of the top ten villains in the southern region, Wan Hong, cultivates physical strength. He and the Liu family are rivals. Liu Qingping and Sun Wu beat him to serious injuries. I didn't expect it to appear."

As soon as this person yelled out, the aura of energy and blood like Hong Zhong immediately enveloped the entire auction site.

"It's such a familiar breath... He sent it out on purpose!"

"Could it be... Wan Hong?"

Some people were also surprised in low voices and recognized Wan Hong.

Wan Hong, the head of the top ten villains in the Southern Region, is also one of the top ten masters in the Southern Region!

Liu Qingping sneered and said, "I guessed right, this guy is really here."

Many people were secretly amazed that today's auction on the black market, even if it did not end, contained an extremely strong smell of gunpowder and personal grievances.

Who can imagine, if the auction is over, to what extent this grievance will escalate!

Now Xiao Yu finally understands why Master Yu said that this auction will be interesting.

From the last auction item, there were too many grievances and grievances, and even he was being watched invisibly.

Xiao Yu's heart moved, and he said, "Master Yu, do you think Wan Hong has a grudge with the Liu family?"

"Yeah, this Wanhong is not easy to mess with. The top ten masters in the southern region, everyone is at least the strength of the middle stage of the alchemy state, hehehe."

Xiao Yu remembered it in his heart, and seemed to have some ideas in his heart.

Of course, Li Weiming's face was ugly. He knew that he was out of business, so he stopped asking for a price.

At this time, another voice sounded.

"Five million and three hundred thousand!"

It's Zhang Qing!

No one was surprised by Zhang Qing's move. The number one formation mage in the southern region was also a formation master. Zhang Qing was also determined to win this fourth-grade sword formation.

In addition to the loss of face for the last auction item, if this fourth-grade sword formation is not won, then this auction will not only damage his reputation, but also mean that his trip will be wasted.

Wan Hong didn't change his voice, it just sounded like a Hong bell.

"Zhang Qing, do you really want to rob me?"

Of course Zhang Qing also guessed that the person was Wan Hong, and also sneered: "Wan Hong, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. I am not fighting with you. I am determined to win this fourth-grade sword formation!"

"Hmph! Five and a half million!" Wan Hong shouted coldly.

"5.6 million!" Zhang Qing also continued to raise the price.

For this sake, it was already the limit of everyone, so when the price of more than five million yuan was called out, almost everyone in the audience looked very shocked.

Five million! This can buy ten green-grade spiritual skills!

This can definitely turn a small family in a city into a big family!

It is conceivable how hard these people are for this fourth-grade sword formation.

Those watching the theater already looked at this kind of auction with a kind of horrified eyes.

"Five million six hundred and thirty thousand!" Wan Hong's voice was very heavy, because this was already the maximum limit he could say.

"It's going to go down again." A kind of low voice said to himself.

The price increase of 30,000, from a certain point of view, is already a single-digit price increase, which of course proves that there is no green panacea.

"Hehe, Wan Hong, don't you have enough money? The auction also needs to be done according to one's ability. I will offer 5.7 million!"

A kind of anger permeated Wan Hong's actions, but Wan Hong didn't say a word.

The auctioneer in the middle of the venue, his eyes narrowed into a straight line with that kind of smile.

As long as they don't make trouble here, they can fight as they like, and they will benefit from the black market auction anyway.

The auctioneer knew that the Liu family hadn't sold yet, so he didn't rush to ask.

After a while, a familiar voice sounded again in the venue.

"You're right. The auction must be done according to one's ability. I'll offer 5.8 million."