The host wiped the sweat from his forehead. This was the most exciting auction he had ever hosted.

"Everyone, the auction floor price of the Poyun Sword is 1 billion." He said, "The bidding cannot be lower than 100 million each time, start now."

1 billion is not a small number, but the people present do not think there is anything inappropriate in this price.

Many people even feel proud that the price is not too high, it is too low.

Once you get such a treasure, just like a country has obtained nuclear weapons, no one dares to come and feel uncomfortable.

It can push the entire family to its peak.

This is not something that can be bought for 1 billion.

"2 billion." Someone shouted immediately.

"3 billion." The people from another family did not hesitate at all.

Listening to these numbers, ordinary warriors and psychics have withdrawn from the battle.

People who have no money have bad power. Even if they get this strange treasure, they are still innocent. If they bear a treasure, they will cause disaster.

The price was soon pushed to 5 billion.

At higher than this price, few families can get it.

At this time, a female voice said: "6 billion."

Everyone turned around and looked at Mesasa who was talking.

Someone wanted to bid, but heard Meshasa continue: "The former owner of this sword can also make a request to the spirit group. As long as it is not too much, our spirit group will try our best to satisfy it."

Everyone stopped talking and their faces looked a little bad.

The power of the spirit group is an official force. What they can do, the spirit group can do, and what they can't do, the spirit group can still do.

With this, they cannot compete with the spirit group.

Someone said sarcastically: "Will the master of the sword agree with it? Don't be self-indulgent."

Xue Dongli turned his head and nodded to Song Jiajun again.

Soon, a girl walked out of the backstage, attached herself to the host's ear, and whispered a few words.

The host nodded and said to the audience: "The master of the sword has agreed. Is there anyone who pays a higher price?"

No one spoke, everyone was thinking in their hearts that since the sword had been taken aback by the spirit group, they could take a step back and look at the master of the sword.

This person is very mysterious. Since she has such a strange treasure, she might have other treasures. If she could catch her, she would probably have greater gains.

Several big shots in the buyer looked at Mesasa, and their eyes also conveyed this meaning.

If your spirit group does not prevent us from catching the master of the sword, we will let the spirit group get this sword.

Meshasa agreed without hesitation and nodded slightly to them, and everyone was satisfied.

The host asked three times in a row, but no one offered again. He knocked down the wooden hammer hard and said, "The Breaking Cloud Sword belongs to this Miss Mei."

Meshasa's mouth hooked and immediately took the people to the backstage to get the sword.

She had a premonition that it would not go well to bring the sword back to the Spirit Group Division, so he had mobilized all the power in the division to come and escort it.

As for the owner of the sword, she no longer cared about it.

Wei Canglin approached Xue Dongli's ear again, and his voice softened: "You're going to be involved in a big deal this time."

Xue Dongli's face was calm and said, "It's just a small scene, don't worry."

Song Jiajun said seriously: "Miss Xue, don't worry, I won't let you get into trouble."

Gao Yifan said: "With the strength of your Song family, I'm afraid you can't do this. Miss Xue, our Gao family will also protect you."

Liu Neng also said: "Even if we go up the oil pan at the knife mountain, we will never betray it."

Liu Tian even cheated and said, "We have nowhere to go, you can't leave us alone."

Gao Yifan gave him a blank look. In terms of shamelessness, who can compare to this kid Liu Tian?

Seeing that the atmosphere around him was wrong, Song Jiajun whispered: "Miss Xue, I'll leave first. They don't know the situation and will focus on me. You can take the opportunity to leave quickly, it's best to leave the northwest immediately."

After saying that, he walked out with great strides.

Master Li stood in front of him and said, "Boy Song, you can't leave. Let me tell me where the alchemist is? I want to come to pay my respects."

Song Jiajun said: "I don't know where she is, all auctions are anonymous."

Master Li naturally would not let him go, pulled his sleeve and said anxiously: "Then tell me, what does she look like, is she a man or a woman or a child?"

Song Jiajun said: "He wore a cloak and covered his face. I saw nothing."

As he said that, he pushed his hand away and walked out quickly.

At this time, the head of the Hong family stood in front of him again.

The head of the Hong family smiled and said, "Nephew, don't go so fast. I also want to meet the alchemist of the bone-producing pill. She is my benefactor. I want to thank her in person."

Song Jiajun said coldly: "If you really want to thank her, please get out of the way."

The head of the Hong family smiled. His purpose was obviously not that simple. He put his shoulder on his shoulder and said, "Nephew, you held this auction and are also my benefactor. I must thank you very much. Not as good as you

We had a good drink when we came to our house as a guest.

"Head of Hong, you are not kind." Another person walked up and said with a smile, "You have already got what you want, why do you still dominate Master Song?"

"Yes, it's time for us to invite Mr. Song to go to his house to have tea and chat." Someone said again.

These people are the best figures in the Northwest region.

Aunt Yun felt relieved when she saw him surrounded by everyone. In order to avoid the disaster in the fish pond, she secretly escaped through the back door.

Seeing that Song Jiajun could not leave anymore, Gao Yifan said to Xue Dongli: "Miss Xue, let's go quickly."

Xue Dongli said: "One person does things and one person does it. How can I let others bear it for me?"

After saying that, she was about to come forward to rescue Song Jiajun.

Gao Yifan, Liu Tian and others wanted to persuade her, but they saw Wei Canglin grab her arm, pull her into her arms, and whispered: "I'll go."

Xue Dongli frowned: "I have already said that one person does things and one person does it."

Wei Canglin put his chin on her head and said softly: "I'm not 'other'."

After saying that, he took a step forward, his voice low and cold: "I am the master of that sword."

Everyone was delighted and turned around immediately, but the expression on their faces suddenly solidified.

Pojun!

It turned out to be Pojun!

If the master of the sword was someone else, they would definitely attack without hesitation, but the other party was Pojun, who killed four masters of Pojun in a row!

It is said that Pojun's strength is unfathomable and has even reached the level of the God of War.
Chapter completed!