"The sword name Qiuhen is a mid-grade treasure of Xuan-level, with a base price of 200,000 yuan. Each increase of the price must not be less than 10,000 yuan!"

The old man in white robe finished speaking and everyone was excited.

At this time, the door to the auction slowly opened and the group walked in.

Everyone was puzzled and looked back.

They knew that warriors were not allowed to enter and exit casually during the auction.

But now someone ignores this rule and walks in.

Lin Xuan also looked back and was stunned when he saw the man.

Behind, a group of people stood at the entrance, with a powerful aura blooming on their bodies.

There was a man in the middle, with his eyebrows and sword eyes, and his breath was sharp, as if the divine sword was unsheathed.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

A sword says fresh

Thank you for your collection, recommendations and comments, thank you everyone ~!!!

14 years are about to pass, so I will ask for collection and recommendation at the end.
Chapter completed!