Chapter 260. End

"Cough, two adults, for the face of Bandung, it's better to stop. The two adults can continue to bid." Guan Lao's face was ugly, but he couldn't attack. He couldn't offend either of these two people, so he had to lift it out of Bandung and signal them to stop.

But these two are lawless people. How can they listen to the words of an auctioneer?

"The mountains and rivers of Lizhen!"

"The fire is burning!"

The two shouted angrily. They saw a bronze palm covering the sky and the sun. There were faint mountains and rivers on it, and on the other side was a burning sky. Even if they were far apart, the warriors below could feel that the hot flame could penetrate their bodies and burn them into slag with just a trace.

The power of the two sides has begun to spread to the martial artists below, feeling the earth-shaking momentum. The faces of the people below are pale. If they burst out, they may not be able to survive in the aftershocks. Seeing that the two great tricks are about to collide, a mid-firing voice comes from the sky.

" Stop it!"

A black-haired warrior suddenly appeared in the middle of the battle between the two sides.

It's too late. Listening to the voice, the man is at least thousands of meters away from here, but in an instant, he came to the center of the battle between the two sides. From this point of view alone, this strength is enough to be proud of the heroes.

What's more, he planned to take the attack of the two people!

"Move the universe!"

I saw an aperture emitting white light appearing around him. When all the attacks touched this aperture, they disappeared, like spring and white snow, and the ice and snow turned into stagnant water one after another.

Such a process lasted for several seconds, leaving only the last trace of residual power floating outside the aperture. The black-haired warrior gently shook and shattered those residual forces.

He raised his head faintly and said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, "You two, have you had enough trouble?"

"Hmm." The deputy patriarch of Wuzong just snorted and did not make any rebuttals. Obviously, he was also shocked by the strong strength of the other party.

The deputy patriarch of Fazong simply shut up, but the deep fear in his eyes betrayed his mood at this moment.

"I have always heard of the two grudges, but no matter what, this is Bandung, an auction house. If you want to get the residual picture, you can bid. As for the completion of the bid, I will never stop you." The dark-haired warrior said lightly.

"Your Excellency, you are incompetent." Mr. Guan shouted respectfully at the black-haired warrior.

"Well, it's not your fault. Let's continue the auction." The black-haired warrior said faintly, and then disappeared, as if he had never been here, including the three martial artists who climbed to heaven, none of whom noticed how the man left.

"Is this the power hidden behind Bandung? Maybe it's time for the family to strengthen its cooperation with Bandung." The second elder of the Huangfu family secretly thought,

"Another strong man." A palpitation flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. Even the two deputy suzerains didn't feel anything. He didn't think it was enough to escape, but the black-haired warrior gave him the feeling like a fierce beast that opened his mouth and devoured everything. If he fought, he couldn't even find a trace of vitality.

Mr. Guan was relieved. Although he was angry at the fight between the two, he did not dare to show it if he wanted to live longer.

"Twenty million!" The deputy patriarch of Wuzong sat down again and shouted.

"Two million!" The deputy patriarch of the sect also sat down and said loudly.

"Twenty-four million!" The second elder shouted with a smile, and didn't care about the fierce eyes of the two people at all. He was not afraid of others who were afraid of them. After all, it was just two sects.

The three people bid for each other, and soon the price has climbed to the level of 40 million. At this time, basically no one will participate. It is a fool who can see that the three major forces are bound to win this picture, especially Wuzong and Fazong. From their eyes, there seems to be more reasons in it.

"Fifty-five million!" The second elder was cruel and directly added five million in one breath.

The faces of the two sects look ugly, and the deputy patriarch of the Dharma sect said slowly, "Brother Huangfu, Daotiantu may be countless treasures for you. Let's not talk about inheritance, but do you think the ancient Taoist sect will give such an important inheritance to outsiders?"

"Although I don't like this old man, what he said is also what I want to say. For us, the significance of the inheritance of the Taoist sect itself is far greater than the improvement of strength he represents." The deputy patriarch of Wuzong said the same thing.

"That's it..." The second elder frowned and thought.

"The main sect has high expectations for us. It should be said that the main sect is bound to get the Taoist map." The deputy patriarch of the French sect said softly.

The implication is that even if you get it, you can't keep this picture, even if you are the second elder of the Huangfu family.

"Lord!?" The second elder's heart trembled. The main sect naturally pointed to the Dharma sect in the Wuji imperial dynasty. The kind of huge thing all over the continent is indeed not something that the Huangfu family can compete with, and it seems that both sects are bound to get this.

"I might as well tell you that Wuzong, Fazong is the differentiation of ancient Taoism. For us, who is the orthodox is the most important thing to care about. If someone has a fragment of Taoist Tiantu in his hand and gives it to me, I will definitely have a lot of rewards on behalf of Wu Zong!" The deputy patriarch of Wuzong said loudly.

"The meaning of Fazong is the same." The deputy patriarch of the French sect said quickly, hating that he had taken the lead.

"Whew."

There is a consteration below. It turns out that Wuzong and Fazong are actually differentiated from ancient Taoism. No wonder the people of the two sects are dead and alive as soon as they meet. This situation is like a battle between Confucianism and Taoism. In order to prove who is orthodox, the two sides can really fight to death.

If it doesn't make sense, then destroy him physically.

Only now does everyone understand that the mind is lively immediately. The significance of this picture is extraordinary. If it can be handed over to them, it seems that it can indeed get a lot of benefits.

And it's useless to get the fragments of the Taoist picture. At best, it's just a fragment. Even a complete picture needs to be explored by yourself. It's very likely that you won't get anything and die in those unknown dangers. It's better to give it to the two sects and get benefits immediately.

"Fifty million!" The deputy patriarch of Wuzong shouted loudly.

The deputy patriarch of the Fazong looked ugly, because he found that the spiritual stone in his hand was only 49 million.

"Lend me your spiritual stone and return it later." He turned his head and shouted at his men.

A group of people's hearts are at the same time.

"I have to borrow money again. I haven't paid back the last one and the last one." They wailed in their hearts. It was really that the vice master was too bad. Every time he borrowed money and didn't pay it back, but if he didn't borrow it, he would offend him, so many people had a headache.

"Your Excellency, I only have 500,000 yuan. Last time I bought something for my younger generation."

"Your Excellency, you know, I just broke through and urgently need to stabilize the state, so I bought a batch of elixir."

"Your Excellency, cough, I went to Tianxiangyuan yesterday. The top card there was too expensive."

A group of people pretended to be poor, some took out 500,000 yuan, some took out 800,000 yuan, and even tens of thousands. It's not easy to make up 52 million, which is enough for a price increase.

The deputy patriarch of Fazong's face was pale. How could they hide this little thought from him, but he couldn't attack. It's true that he couldn't make money by himself. Every time he borrowed money, he couldn't repay it. Over time, it formed a bad habit.

It's not that he can't make money, but he refuses to do it. How can a noble deputy suzerain take risks in person?

"Five-two million!" The patriarch of the French sect was cruel and moved all his belongings out. If not, he couldn't do anything about it.

"Five-seven million." The deputy patriarch of Wuzong said lightly.

"Damn it!" The deputy patriarch of Fazong's face turned pale. How could this damn bastard have so many spiritual stones in his hand?

"Five-seven million at a time!"

"Five-seven million times!"

"Five-seven million three times!"

Date!

The deputy patriarch of Wuzong proudly took over the fragment. The old man absolutely did not expect that he had already asked his relatives and friends to borrow a large amount of money to ensure that there was no mistake.

Thinking of this, he looked at the old man pitifully. He had heard of the reputation of the other party. No one would lend him that terrible character unless he was a fool.

Thinking of this, he became more and more happy and refreshed.

"Well, the auction is officially over. See you next time."

"Is it over?" Ye Fan was stunned. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the ice crystal snow lotus he wanted. Is his luck really so bad?

"Time is running out..." He muttered to himself.

His eyes moved with the walking of the second elder of Huangfu, and a trace of murder flashed in his eyes.

But this trip can't be in vain. What kind of interest do you have to pay?

......

People come quickly, go quickly, and soon they almost leave. Ye Fan secretly followed the people of the Huangfu family, waiting for the opportunity to move and resisted head-on. Just one or two elders was enough to give him a headache, not to mention that he had many subordinates.

"We have to find a way." Ye Fan thought of it secretly.

The group was not in a hurry, but stayed at a nearby inn. And the deputy patriarch of Wuzong seemed to be completely not afraid of someone coming to grab it, and he actually lived there. Needless to say, the people of Fazong also chose to live there.

If you can't shoot it, then grab it!

There are also some suspicious people who also choose to live. Judging from their sneaky eyes, it is not difficult to guess what these people want to do.

Looking at such a strange situation, Ye Fan suddenly had an idea in his heart.

At this time, two people came out of the inn and chatted without saying a word.

"Hey, is Tianxiangyuan really that good?"

"Of course, let me tell you, the girls there are all watery, especially the chest, the buttocks, tsk."

"Really?"

"Brother, how could I lie to you? Let's go. I'll take you tonight."

"Okay, thank you, brother!"

It was followed by two low and obscene laughter...

Looking at the two gradually moving figures, Ye Fan showed a strange smile at the corners of his mouth.

"That's you..."