Peerless Sword God

"Isn't that Yan Ha Yun? Where did he get the courage to risk his life by bidding with Commander Shen?"

Jin Yuluo looked at Yan Ha Yun through the transparent window like an idiot, with a trace of sarcasm on his lips.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be Brother Yan Ha Yun. You are so courageous. As expected, you will be treated with admiration by Shi Farewell for three days. I, Lei Xiang Kuang, admire you." Lei Xiang Kuang gave him a thumbs up.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that this guy with a fierce personality, greed for life and fear of death would have such courage one day. Did I underestimate him too much before?" Qin Yuanfeng said in a harsh tone.

"snort."

Just as Jin Yuluo and others were talking, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

I saw He Yingshen walking to the window of the VIP room, looking down at Yan Ha Yun, and said, "Mr. Yun, did Shen offend you before? Why don't you give Shen face like this today?"

"No, no, Commander Shen, you have misunderstood. Even if you give Yan Ha Yun 10,000 courages, I don't dare to offend you. Really..."

Yan Ha Yun raised his head and looked at him, then hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by He Yingshen: "In that case, Shen will ask Mr. Yun to give him some face."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yan Gayun nodded repeatedly, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, and he cried out in his heart: "It's over, it's over, I was killed by this hateful human race."

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, and the more he thought about it, the more resentment he felt towards Lin Chen.

In fact, not to mention him, even the barbarians who were more powerful than the Flame Toad Clan did not dare to offend the Thirteenth Prince. Haven't you seen that several Half-Step Holy Gods have given up?

Yan Ha Yun really wanted to point at Lin Chen's nose and yell, "You...

A life-threatening lunatic. "

Lin Chen's eyelids were slightly lowered, and he looked at his nose and heart without moving.

"Okay, Mr. Yun is willing to give face to Shen. Then Shen will thank you very much. Shen will treat you to a drink when you have the opportunity in the future."

Seeing Yan Haoyun nodding like a chicken pecking rice, He Yingshen laughed, raised his index finger and said: "Three billion and one middle-grade sacred stone."

Domineering!

So arrogant!

Everyone saw this and admired him. He was worthy of being the confidant of the Thirteenth Prince. He only had one more middle-grade divine stone than Yan Ha Yun. Who dares to disapprove?

Just when everyone thought that the Evergreen Golden Pill must belong to He Yingshen, a stammering voice sounded: "This, 32 billion."

Wow!

Before he finished speaking, the whole place was boiling again.

Everyone looked at Yan Ha Yun like a madman, as if to say, "This is not how you are looking for death."

You just promised He Yingshen, but then you went back on your promise in the blink of an eye. Isn't this a slap in his face?

No, this is a slap in the face of the Thirteenth Prince.

After all, everyone just wanted to give face to the Thirteenth Prince, so they didn't fight with He Ying Shen.

Jin Yuluo, Qin Yuanfeng and Lei Xiangkuang, who knew Yan Ha Yun, were all dumbfounded.

This person who is greedy for life and afraid of death is not crazy, he is seeking death.

"interesting."

Meng Yuqi on the jade platform did not look at Yan Ha Yun, but instead glanced at Lin Chen with deep meaning.

The ability of this human genius seems to be more threatening to Yan Ha Yun than He Ying Shen, no, than the Thirteenth Prince. Otherwise, how could he be so "fearless?"

He Yingshen's face was ugly, but he couldn't tell because he was wearing a helmet, but it could be seen from his exposed eyes that he was really angry.

Ever since he pledged his allegiance to the Thirteenth Prince, there has been no

Anyone who dares to go against him, including those Half-Step Holy Gods, and even some One-Calamity Holy Gods have to give him a face.

He had never encountered anything like being slapped in the face in public like today.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Yun, there was only one person that Shen admired most in the past, and that was the noble Thirteenth Prince. Now there is one more person, and this person is you, Yan Ha Yun."

He Yingshen stared at him with sinister eyes, and there was no trace of anger in his tone, but it was creepy.

"Commander Shen, I, I don't dare." Yan Hayun said with an innocent face.

"Pfft."

Many people couldn't help but laugh. You, Yan Gayun, said you didn't dare, but you hit He Yingshen directly in the face. This is no one else.

He Ying Shen seemed to have received a slap in the face, his face was livid under the helmet, and he scolded: "Enough! Yan Ha Yun, do you think Shen is a fool? Or do you want the world to see Shen's joke?"

"I, I don't dare."

Yan Gayun still stammered when he spoke. The fear in his heart did not come from He Yingshen, but from the Thirteenth Prince.

"..."

He Yingshen was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Damn it, why are you saying this again? This Yan Ha Yun is making a fool of himself.

Jin Yuluo and others all looked at him like a dead man. They must stay away from this idiot in the future, otherwise they will be killed by him sooner or later.

No, I'm afraid this idiot will be dead before that day comes.

Seeing this, Yan Ha Yun suddenly saw He Yingshen staring at him and raising his index finger again: "Thirty-two billion and one yuan."

Yan Ha Yun said without tears: "Three hundred, three hundred and five billion."

"hiss!"

Jin Yuluo and others took a deep breath.

What a flaming clam cloud

, just now the price was only increased by one billion, and now it is directly increased by three billion. This is lifting He Yingshen up and slapping him in the face.

"Thirty-five billion and one yuan."

"Forty billion."

"Fourty billion and one yuan."

"Fifty billion."

"Fifty billion and one yuan."

"Seventy billion."

…

Watching He Yingshen keep bidding, and Yan Haoyun bidding higher and higher each time, Jin Yuluo and others were so shocked that they could not speak.

Seventy billion mid-grade divine stones?

Can you, Yan Ha Yun, afford so much money?

How could a Nine Paths Divine Ancestor be able to come up with such a large sum?

Even for the Holy God of One Tribulation, it is not a small sum.

After all, any cultivator, in addition to purchasing heavenly materials and earthly treasures, also needs mid-grade divine stones in other places.

Meng Yuqi couldn't help but glance at Lin Chen, who was lowering his head, and thought to herself: "The background of this human genius is not simple."

"Seventy billion?"

He Yingshen was also shocked by the price. There were definitely not so many middle-grade divine stones in his storage spirit ring.

"Commander, Yan Huyun deserves to be punished. It's not that he doesn't give you face, but that he doesn't give face to the Thirteenth Prince."

The remaining seventeen people were filled with righteous indignation and wished they could tear Yan Ha Yun alive.

He Yingshen frowned for a moment and shouted out again: "Seventy billion and one yuan."

The brothers were right, even if he didn't want to lose face himself, he still had to maintain the dignity of the Thirteenth Prince.

As the saying goes, everyone strives to take a breath and receive a stick of incense. If he loses to this Yanyan Yun, then the Thirteenth Prince will be ridiculed by all tribes, and He Yingshen will not be able to escape the blame.

Jin Yuluo and others saw him bidding again, and they guessed that Yan Ha Yun might continue to compete.

The smile in Meng Yuqi's eyes grew stronger, no matter who the human genius was

In the past, Yunmeng Chamber of Commerce will make a fortune.

Unexpectedly, half a time after He Ying Shen made his bid, Yan Ha Yun did not appear to bid.

what happened?

give up?

Meng Yuqi, Jin Yuluo and others looked at him doubtfully, only to see Yan Hayun lowering his head without saying a word and loosening his clenched fists.