Chapter 222 Black Shirt

Mu Yuze's eyes flashed. He didn't expect to kill a dark horse halfway and suddenly raised the price to 100 six-grade spiritual stones, which would inevitably attract the attention of people. Sure enough, the audience suddenly regained its vitality, and everyone whispered to each other, as if they were discussing the real price of this black shirt.

"Now it seems that there is going to be a battle between dragons and tigers." Mu Yuze smiled, revealing a row of snow-white teeth and felt the countless spiritual stones in the green ring. The young man was not worried at all, but it was not easy to take it away.

Lan Xinyu's heart was cold, and an irresistible cold air hit her thin body. Looking back, the young man who was extremely indifferent at the previous moment had turned into a cold ice, which made people shudder. His hands and feet were cold. The sharp arc between his eyebrows and the cold corners of his mouth without a trace of temperature made People are like falling into an ice cellar.

"Is this the real him?" The girl muttered in her heart and subconsciously looked at the bidder. He was a tall and familiar young man. Usually, Lan Xinyu should be full of awe of this person, but somehow there was a trace of inexplicable sympathy at this moment.

"Tian Yuhan, please ask for more blessings." Lan Xinyu shook his head. The man was the first person of the young generation in the eight cities of Tianfeng - Tian Yuhan. Although his invincible record was almost vivid, Lan Xinyu still did not think that this person was qualified to compete with Mu Yuze, and even the owners of the four families were not qualified.

"Tian Yuhan, he actually took action."

Zhang Xuelei, who had been in the first VIP seat, opened his eyes and looked at the straight young man. Zhang Xuelei's eyes flashed with cold light.

At this time, an elder of the Zhang family said, "Young master, Tianyuhan is not from our Tianfeng City, but he has always occupied the title of the first generation of Tianfeng's young generation. We must kill his spirit and let these people know that our Zhang family is the master of Tianfeng."

"Yes, this Tian Yuhan is really too arrogant. If we don't suppress him, I'm afraid he will break through this day." It was a cold and arrogant young man who looked arrogant and powerful. His arms were wrapped in dense chains, which were extremely heavy. This person was the second generation of the Zhang family, the Thunderbolt hand - Zhang Tiande.

"Don't worry, he can't make any big waves." Zhang Xuelei said coldly that he did not have a good impression of this existence that had defeated him, and he did not mind making some 'small friction' with him.

"A thousand six-grade spiritual stones."

Zhang Xuelei's gloomy voice came from the No. 1 auction, and the auction was completely boiling. Although most people knew that this was Zhang Xuelei's battle, Tianyuhan took action, which was enough to witness the extraordinary black shirt. Now some people are eager to try.

At this time, Tian Yuhan, who was sitting in the ordinary seat, glanced at the No. 1 auction seat and did not hide his disdain in his eyes. Of course, he knew that Zhang Xuelei was coming against him with his wisdom. Unfortunately, Tian Yuhan really did not pay attention to this second ancestor.

"Five thousand six-grade spiritual stones."

Zhang Xuelei narrowed his eyes and continued to raise the price.

"A seven-grade spiritual stone."

"Two seven-grade spiritual stones."

"Three seven-grade spiritual stones."

"Five seven-grade spiritual stones."

"Eight seven-grade spiritual stones."

"Ten seven spiritual stones."

After a while, this seemingly worthless black shirt was added to the sky-high price of ten seven-grade spiritual stones. This rocket-style price increase is creepy. Some people who want to join in the fun directly dispelled all the ideas and raised the price with these two 'land owners'. Their small worth is far from enough.

At this time, Zhang Xuelei also stopped for a moment. The fight between him and Tian Yuhan was only a moment, and the ten seven-grade spiritual stones were not a small number for their huge Zhang family.

Tian Yuhan's eyes narrowed slightly, and no one could know what the young kings of the eight cities were thinking.

"Twenty seven spiritual stones." Suddenly, the voice of an old god remembered. Everyone quickly looked at the VIP seat where Mu Yuze was, with a strange look on their faces. They all knew that this black shirt was the first bid by Mu Yuze, but who could not hear the hesitation in it. Now as soon as they heard that someone increased the price, Mu Yuze became fierce.

"This prodigal son is not going to raise the price because someone competes for him." Some people secretly slandered, because the truth seems to be like this, and now Mu Yuze has undoubtedly confirmed the title of prodigal son.

Tian Yuhan frowned. He looked at the VIP seat with his eyes for the first time. In fact, Tian Yuhan himself could not see through the ordinary black shirt, but he could feel that his physique was resonating with the black shirt, so he must take it down.

"22 seven-grade spiritual stones." Tian Yuhan has released the momentum of his whole body, and the huge spiritual pressure filled every corner of the auction. The old kings were shocked one after another. They found that this soul power had surpassed them and reached another level.

"The first generation of the young man in the eight cities is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. This soul power is enough to be comparable to the strong man of two or three grades." The middle-aged Taoist nun who reached the king's rank nodded secretly. She did not participate in the competition from beginning to end, because these things were very small for them, and what they really wanted to compete for was the golden dragon crystal.

"Is it a special constitution?" The old man glanced at Tian Yuhan, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

At this time, Zhang Xuelei sat down with a bad smile on his face. Not only did he not have any repulsion against the sudden rise of Mu Yuze's alien army, but on the contrary, he was secretly happy. Zhang Xuelei couldn't wait for someone to come out to oppose Tian Yuhan. Now that his goal has been achieved, he doesn't mind sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

"Thirty seven-grade spiritual stones."

Mu Yuze deliberately pretended to be a little excited, as if he had found a competitor and raised his interest. He saw a kind of bidder shaking his head repeatedly. It was really frustrating to meet such an upstart.

Sure enough, with Tian Yuhan's self-restraint, he couldn't help but want to teach this prodigal son a lesson. Obviously, hundreds of six-grade spiritual stones can be bought by this life to thirty seven-grade spiritual stones, which can almost make a hot-tempered life angry to death.

"Fifty seven-grade spiritual stones."

"Ah~ It's really boring."

Suddenly, a lazy voice came, as if yawning. The listener was weak. They all knew it was the voice of the prodigal son. This gesture was so annoying.

Sure enough, Tian Yuhan's face became more and more gloomy, just like the calm before the storm, and everyone could feel the anger that was about to burst out at any time.

"I put out a hundred seven-grade spiritual stones. It's really boring. Let's finish it early."

A lazy voice came out, and everyone sweated coldly. The prodigal completely regarded the auction as a competition.

"You are really going to fight with me." Tianyu's cold eyes were cold, and the sharpness broke out. The golden iron horse, the magnificent spiritual power was directly transformed into 100,000 heavenly swords, and the sharpness tore the sky and destroyed the ages.

"Two hundred seven-grade spiritual stones."

"Three hundred seven spiritual stones."

"Five hundred seven-grade spiritual stones."

Uncle Wang and the deputy commander Tianquan stared at Mu Yuze's continuous price increase, 500 seven-grade spiritual stones, which was enough to buy a huge sect. Now they were thrown out directly in one breath. Although they didn't know what the black shirt was, they all knew that Mu Yuze was a man who planned to move. Naturally, for his reasons, looking at Tian Yuhan, whose face was a little red, they knew that the other party was almost to the limit.

At this time, Mu Yuze smiled, and one sentence was like a straw that overwhelmed the cold sky.

"It's still interesting. I'll give you a thousand seven-grade spiritual stones. Do you still want to add them?"

Mu Yuze's tone seemed to be a joke, and even Li Shaohua's face appeared strange. He knew that this mysterious Mr. Mu was an absolutely calm person, but he didn't expect that there was another side now. Li Shaohua felt that he could not see through this person with the same ambition and cultivation.

When Tian Yuhan heard a thousand seven-grade spiritual stones, his body was stunned and finally sat down degradely...