Chapter 735 Losing Reason

"Thirty million pieces!"

"Thirty-five million!"

"Forty million pieces!"

The bidding was still going on, and soon, the price of this iron whip magic weapon was raised to the limit of a spiritual treasure.

Although the bidding price of this spiritual treasure has not exceeded that of the skeleton treasure pill, this exaggerated price has attracted the attention of all the monks present.

The discussion in the venue clearly reached the ears of Zhou Yiqiao and the two of them.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this purple jade auction house is really powerful. I originally thought that exchanging a drop of Yinglong's essence and blood for a bone elixir would be impressive enough."

"Now there are actually people who are willing to spend the price of an acquired ancient treasure to buy a fourth-level spiritual treasure. It really opened my eyes!"

"Having said that, the mountain whip's ability to extract souls and lock souls is indeed worth the price."

"Now that the price has reached its limit, and these people still look like they are determined to get it, I don't think they will be kind."

These people's worries were not unreasonable. Without knowing that Zhou Yiqiao was standing behind Liu Yun, they did not take Liu Yun, the Golden Elixir monk, seriously at all.

Sure enough, as soon as the spectator finished speaking, one of the monks who was bidding against each other suddenly shouted loudly and pointed at the monk who bid 40 million spiritual stones and cursed.

"You're an old guy who's half dead, why should you compete with me for this mountain whip!"

Upon hearing the monk's angry curse, the face of the old man who bid for 40 million spiritual stones suddenly turned gloomy.

"The one with the highest auction price will get it. I bid higher than you, a poor guy like you, so I can naturally get this treasure."

"If you want this treasure, you can continue to bid. If you can't afford the spirit stone, don't disturb the interest of fellow Taoists by barking here."

The two of them exchanged words with each other, completely ignoring the situation they were in. It could be said that this was a very serious provocation to the Purple Jade Auction House, and they did not take Liu Yun, the host of the auction, seriously at all.

Fortunately, Liu Yun has been running the Purple Jade Auction House for so many years and is already familiar with such emergencies.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators were at war with each other and kept yelling and cursing. Naturally, he couldn't just sit back and ignore them.

As a result, he glanced in the direction of Zhou Yiqiao without leaving any trace. After building up his confidence, he quickly walked to the monk who was ahead of the group and warned him repeatedly.

"Senior, please calm down. Our small purple jade auction house cannot bear your anger."

"The auction is for the highest bidder to win. If senior wants to catch the mountain whip, just raise the price again. If you are so hysterical like now, you will still lose face, senior."

Liu Yun's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and it reached everyone's ears clearly.

After saying that, he seemed to feel that his tone was too harsh and gave the other party another step.

"There are several spiritual treasures in the next auction that are not inferior to the quality of this mountain whip. Why don't you, senior, keep a hand of spiritual stones and wait for the next treasures?"

However, even though Liu Yun was so eloquent, the bad-tempered monk seemed to have taken the weight and was determined to force the old man to give up the bidding.

"Don't be nagging me here. Today I have to make the old guy spit out this mountain whip!"

He stretched out his hand to push Liu Yun away, raised his feet and walked away, as if he was going to snatch it.

But before he took a few steps, he saw Liu Yun blocking his way.

At this time, Liu Yun had put away his kind smile and said with a cold snort.

"Fellow Taoist, please forgive me for not allowing my seniors to break the rules."

"If the senior insists on going against my Purple Jade Auction House, then don't blame the junior for being unkind."

He waved his hand, and several guards from the Purple Jade Auction House rushed up behind him and surrounded him.

It's a pity that the world of cultivation is based on strength after all. Liu Yun has always insisted on not telling Zhou Yiqiao's name. Even if more guards are called in, the Nascent Soul monk will not have any scruples.

This person completely lost his patience, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, turning into an afterimage, and kicked Liu Yun in the chest.

"Pfft!"

Liu Yun groaned, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body shot towards the back.

Subsequently, several guards behind him also suffered disaster. They were swept away by this force and fell out one by one, falling onto their seats.

"You are so shameless. I am a Nascent Soul True Master who is willing to listen to you. I have given you the appearance of a purple jade auction. Do you really think that I have held an auction of the Nascent Soul realm and am a Nascent Soul monk?" "

"Since you are seeking death, I will send you to the West."

The monk shouted sternly, raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and actually took out a sharp blade as black as ink from the void.

Then, an extremely ferocious pressure suddenly erupted, covering the entire auction venue, making all the monks present feel a strong sense of suffocation.

This man had obviously lost his mind. He picked up the knife and started to chop after dropping the sharp blade.

I saw the cold light flashing, the sharp blade cutting through the void, causing a harsh scream, and slashed towards Liu Yun who was sent flying.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing the extremely sharp long knife approaching, everyone present screamed in shock, and some timid people even closed their eyes, as if they had anticipated the tragic scene that was going to happen next.

However, there was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, and the sharp blade was blocked in place by a snow-white long sword, preventing it from moving forward.

"You are acting wild in Baigufang City. I think you don't take me, Wangu Mountain, seriously at all!"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Kuo appeared next to Liu Yun. He injected a pure spiritual power into his body and helped him control the injuries in his body. He stared at the male cultivator opposite him with cold eyes.

At this moment, Shen Kuo was no longer as approachable as usual, and his whole body exuded a cold murderous intent.

The moment the man saw Shen Kuo's appearance, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his aura instantly dissipated. He hurriedly took back the magic weapon, and raised his hand towards Shen Kuo in fear.

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Shen was the one in front of me. I was being reckless, and I still wanted to see Fellow Daoist Shen Haihan."

"I will leave now. I will never disturb Fellow Daoist Shen's elegance. Please be kind to Fellow Daoist Shen."

His attitude changed so quickly that even the onlookers on the sidelines were caught off guard.

After speaking, he turned around and left without any intention of staying any longer.

But before he could reach the exit of the passage, the snow-white sword once again blocked his way.

"Your Excellency may have misunderstood. Shen is only acting on behalf of others. The one who really wants to settle this account with you is my junior brother, Zhou Yiqiao."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yiqiao, dressed in a dark gown, walked out of the shadows. His expression was indifferent, and he stared deeply at the monk in front of him.

"I heard what you just said. If you want to take my things, have you ever asked me if I agree?"