Strongest Demonic Fiend System

160,000.

Just when the monks were surprised by Fu Yifei's bid, Duan Feng's voice sounded again slowly.

What? This guy dares to compete with the young master of Ao Shitang. It seems that he is really dying.

To say that he has no brains is really not wrong.

Many monks cast a pitiful look in Duan Feng's direction.

Ao Shitang is one of the most powerful forces in Creation City. It would be too long for a small ordinary cultivator to dare to compete with the big forces on the same stage.

Although in the auction, they can't do anything to you, but if you walk out of the auction, it will be more fortunate.

Twenty thousand!

Fu Yifei didn't even look at Duan Feng, still had a smile on his mouth, and said lightly in an unquestionable voice.

Haha, it's really rich, and it gave me an increase of 40,000 gold coins at once.

Duan Feng shrugged, and immediately called for another price, 210,000.

250,000! Fu Yifei chased after him without any pause.

Two hundred and sixty thousand. Duan Feng was not far behind.

300,000! Fu Yifei's face was already a little ashen, and he shouted in a low voice.

Obviously, Duan Feng's behavior has angered him.

However, Duan Feng counterattacked calmly and powerfully, as if he had never heard of it.

Three hundred thousand.

...

The bidding between Duan Feng and Fu Yifei just happened between lightning and flint.

When the monks reacted, the price had doubled directly.

Moreover, it turned out that Duan Feng had the upper hand, which attracted many people's attention.

This kid has a lot of courage.

The courage is very strong, but if you offend the young master of Ao Shitang, you won't have a good life.

Many monks were discussing in a low voice.

Schumann, who was on the auction table, was sluggish as he watched the fierce competition between the two of them off the field.

Obviously, she did not expect that a little-known young man would have such great courage and dare to make such a bid with Fu Yifei.

310,000, the first time.

Three hundred thousand, the second time.

310,000, the first...

Forty thousand!

When Schumann reported the number, Fu Yifei snorted again.

Poor! It's your turn! Fu Yifei looked at Duan Feng coldly and said savagely.

Haha, Young Master Fu has a great posture, but this bead, I'm bound to get it, Master!

Forty-one thousand.

Duan Feng didn't get angry but laughed, chuckling softly.

Five million!

510,000! No matter how much you pay, I'll be 10,000 more than you! Duan Feng shouted coldly, with no fear in his eyes.

Fu Yifei snorted coldly, and was about to make another bid, but was stopped by an old man next to him.

Young Master, the purpose of our trip is not for this bead. If we spend too much here, in the end, what we need will definitely be spent elsewhere.

This bead definitely hides a great secret, I must get it!

Five hundred and fifty thousand!

Fu Yifei shouted angrily.

Five hundred and sixty thousand, always ten thousand more than you. Duan Feng smiled and said lightly.

Young Master, don't be angry, maybe, this is just a trap for the auction, this is simply a broken pearl.

The old man was afraid that Fu Yifei would sink deeper and deeper, so he couldn't help but speak out again.

No, I have to get it. How can I be a dignified young master who is proud of the world, how can I be stepped on by an ordinary monk?

Fu Yifei shook his head with a firm attitude.