super hate ring

Chapter 234
The black girl hastily tugged at Jiang Fan's sleeve, but Jiang Fan stood still, staring straight at the two Xuan-level old men.

The two Xuan-level old men were looking at Jiang Fan with a sigh, thinking that this young man was too ignorant, and they never thought that this young man would dare to complain at such a critical moment.

If Jiang Fan had stopped bidding before and had been more generous with the Qing Dingmen, he might not have killed him. At this time, he would surely die, so why bother?
The two Xuan-level elders don't like this kind of ignorant people, and I don't know which urban nobles sent such a ignorant representative, and now they dare to look directly at themselves. This is disrespectful to themselves. sail up.

But unspoken rules are unspoken rules after all. The auction does not stipulate who can bid. As supervisors, the two old men have to fulfill their duties, otherwise the prestige of the auction will be lost.

"Of course not. Anyone can bid. I hope you don't threaten to bid with your body or other parts. Otherwise, please disembark immediately." The old man glanced at the Qingdingmen, and the Qingdingmen turned their heads bitterly.

"52 billion." The person who cleared the door had no choice but to continue quoting.

"53 billion." Jiang Fan continued, the black girl looked at Jiang Fan and wondered if Jiang Fan was missing something in his head, even if you don't know Gu Wu, but you must not have noticed the eyes around you?
People with a slightly normal mind can also feel their own dangerous situation from this atmosphere.

Hei girl didn't dare to pull Jiang Fan any more, it would be too obvious if she pulled any more, she was only an early stage of the yellow class, and the worst of the four members of Qing Dingmen was the mid-stage peak of the yellow class, the one who was going to buy Qing Xinlan just now.

If she offends these four people, she will end badly, so the black girl can only remain silent, waiting for Jiang Fan's tragic fate.

"54 billion." Qing Ding's team is bound to win the red and white ice lotus, so they can only bid with Jiang Fan.

"55 million."

Both parties didn't double it, and it was added to 65 billion. The top of the Qingmen was going crazy. If other ancient warriors bid with them, they would recognize it when it was added to this level, but now the bidder with them turned out to be an urbanite.

Five hundred million is already a good match for the value of the red and white ice lotus. Now this urbanite has caused him to add an extra one and a half billion. It is difficult to explain to the sect when he goes back. How can the four of them not be angry.

Until it was added to [-] billion, the people of the Qingding Sect completely withered, and if they added more, they would have no money. They only brought so much money. It is very profitable, but there are not many sects, and the Qingding sect can no longer make more money.

"You..." A disciple of Qingding Sect looked at Jiang Fan angrily.

Jiang Fan chuckled: "Why, do you want to threaten me again?"

The Xuan-level old man gave Jiang Fan a disappointed look, then turned his head and gave Qingdingmen a sharp look, which meant: No matter how resentful you are, don't make trouble at the auction.

"Should I continue to add more? My boss still has plenty of money. It's really boring to have more money than my boss." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

The four Qingding sect disciples didn't dare to attack, their faces were flushed, their heads were lowered without saying a word, everyone's fists were clenched tightly, and the surrounding ancient warriors felt a strong aura, it was obvious that these four people had murderous intentions.

"The first time of [-] billion...the second time of [-] billion...the third time of [-] billion...deal." The beautiful host dropped the golden hammer.

The auction continued, but there were no surprises in the following items, especially the disciples of the Qingding Sect didn't even get the Pole Star Stone.

Originally, I thought that the Chen family didn't bring the Pole Star Stone here, so they didn't give Qingdingmen a lot of face, but now they didn't send the auction. Although the Polestar Stone and the red and white ice lotus appeared at the same time, it would be very troublesome. The Pole Star Stone appeared at the auction.

However, the Chen family's behavior of ignoring the Qingding Sect still angered the Qingding Sect. In addition to Jiang Fan, an urbanite's previous offense, the four disciples of the Qingding Sect were already furious.

At the end of the auction, the ship will sail back to the sea of ​​clouds. There will be some entertainment activities on the way, which will also facilitate the communication between the ancient warriors. Usually these ancient warriors practice in the deep mountains and old forests.

On the deck, everyone was talking and laughing, the lonely ancient warriors were meditating, others were exchanging their cultivation experience, and the bosses and officials of the aristocratic circle were clinking glasses with each other.

Jiang Fan wanted to go over to talk to the black girl, but the black girl ran away quickly, wanting to talk to other people, but the others were afraid to avoid it, so they had to sit alone and watch their red and white ice lotus play.

The four disciples of the Qing Ding Sect walked towards Jiang Fan, everyone looked at Jiang Fan from the corner of their eyes, and at this moment, they were playing with the red and white ice lotus, and they didn't know how to die. Could it be that this girl thought this thing was beautiful, so she bought it at a high price?

Indeed, the ornamental value of red and white ice lotus is still very high.

"Get up, let's go over there and talk." A disciple of Qingdingmen said to Jiang Fan in a cold voice.

"Are you asking me to talk about it, and you don't call it an honorific title?" Jiang Fan stared at Binglian's box and said calmly.

"Honorable title?" The disciple of the Qingding Sect was taken aback.

"Listen, sir?" Jiang Fan said to the leading disciple of the Qing Ding Sect.

"You..." The disciple of the Qingding sect who asked the question was furious.

"Shame on your face." Another disciple grabbed Jiang Fan, but was in vain. Jiang Fan put away the ice lotus at lightning speed, and moved aside.

The disciple of the Qingding Sect looked at his empty hand, and almost thought it was an illusion. With such a fast speed, he didn't catch a city man.

Jiang Fan walked directly to the Xuan-level old man not far away, and shouted to the Xuan-level old man: "I report, they want to beat me, you saw it just now, they made a move, they must want to snatch my red and white ice lotus, I seek help .”

Two Xuan-level old men were talking, and when they heard Jiang Fan's shout, they frowned slightly, and didn't respond at all.

The four disciples of the Qing Ding Sect had already approached, with sinister smiles on their faces, and the others looked at Jiang Fan like they were idiots.

"Don't your auctions protect the interests of customers? If all the people who participate in the auction in the future will do something to those who are photographed, will the auction still be in order? Do you still plan to continue?"

The two Xuan-level elders continued to drink tea and talk without even looking at Jiang Fan.

I believe that at this time, the Qing Dingmen will attack Jiang Fan. Even if Jiang Fan is killed, urbanites and people in the ancient martial arts world will not have any objections, and there will be no change in the impression of the Lin family auction.

"Fool, why don't you shout again? Let me see who will help you." A disciple of Qingding Sect said to Jiang Fan with a smirk, and the four of them stopped behind Jiang Fan, just to see how ignorant Jiang Fan was.

Other ancient warriors are also happy to hear it, they must let the urban people know how powerful the ancient warriors are, and let the urbanites know how helpless they are in front of the ancient warriors.

Otherwise, there will be a stunned young man like Jiang Fan in the future, so it won't be a mess.

"Okay." Jiang Fan took a deep breath, and said to the two Xuan-level elders, "Since you condone fighting on the boat, don't blame me for breaking the boat."

"Hahaha." Everyone around, whether they were ancient warriors or urbanites, burst out laughing, the two elders of Xuan level also had smiles on their faces, and the four disciples of Qing Ding Sect laughed the loudest.

Who does Jiang Fan think he is, who can destroy the ship?Everyone on board believed that as long as one of the four disciples of Qing Ding Sect made a move, Jiang Fan could be taken down with half a move.

The black girl shook her head beside her, she really killed people because of ignorance.

Seeing that the two old men were still silent, Jiang Fan turned his head and said to the four Qing Dingmen disciples: "Okay, I'll go over there to talk with you."

Jiang Fan strode out, walked through the aisle of the ship building, and walked to the plywood on the other side. Everyone else was on the plywood just now. There was no one here, and only the sound of the waves one after another could be heard.

Jiang Fan walked to the bow of the boat and stood with his back to the wind direction. The sea breeze blew his clothes up, as if there was air in them, and Jiang Fan made a preparation for a fight.

The four disciples of the Qing Ding Sect looked at Jiang Fan and laughed. Did this kid in front of him think it was a taekwondo duel in the city?A Qingding Sect disciple stepped out.

The disciples of the Qingding sect did not plan to attack at the same time, one person was more than enough, the disciples of the Qingding sect who came out punched Jiang Fan, the fist wind made a strong whistling sound, and the violent sea breeze disappeared in front of the fist wind in an instant. , Jiang Fan's robe flew backwards.

Judging from his boxing style, this guy is in the middle of the yellow rank, and he is also the lowest among the four Qing Ding sect disciples, so Qing Xinlan should be bought for him.

Jiang Fan slapped out his palm and collided with the disciples of the Qingding sect with a bang. The other three disciples of the Qingding sect were ready to blow Jiang Fan into the air. Jiang Fan still had red and white ice lotuses on his body, and they had to get the body back.

But at the moment when their palms intersected, the three disciples of Qing Ding Sect felt a strong shock wave, and the three of them could hardly stand still.

Jiang Fan's palm clasped the Qingding disciple's fist instantly, there was a crackling sound of bones and meridians, and the Qingding disciple let out a scream that shook the ocean.

Jiang Fan's internal energy spread from his fists to his whole body at the mid-level Huang, his bones shattered like dominoes, his meridians burst, blood vessels burst, his whole body became blood red, and all the internal energy in his dantian poured out.

His mid-level Huang level cultivation was crippled in an instant, and his body fell on the plywood like a puddle of mud.

The three Qing Dingmen looked at Jiang Fan in shock, almost unable to breathe, the sea breeze blew up again, only the faint hum of the mid-level Huang on the ground could be heard.

"You...you are also an ancient warrior? What is your cultivation level?" The three disciples of the Qingding sect looked at Jiang Fan with gray faces, and the disciple who asked the question trembled.

"Why, are you scared? But it's too late."

Jiang Fan flipped his palm, and the silver electric whip appeared in his hand, and the silver wire poured out.

"Junior Brother's Lightning Thread? Did you kill Junior Brother?" A disciple of the Qingding sect looked at Jiang Fan's weapon and exclaimed.

"It turns out that this thing is called Lightning Wire."

Jiang Fan snorted softly, and the silver thread had already swept over. The three disciples of the Qingding Sect had no choice but to bring up all their cultivation bases to fight. At this moment, they had to bet that Jiang Fan was only a late-stage yellow-level peak, so no matter how much Jiang Fan had Powerful, the three of them are sure to win together.

But if it is Xuan level, there is a huge gap between the levels, and they will die without a place to bury them.

However, Jiang Fan does not belong to the ancient martial arts sect. As an urbanite who loves the world of mortals, no matter how heaven-defying his aptitude is, he has no possibility of cultivating to the Xuan level.

The three of them drew their weapons and faced Jiang Fan's silver electric whip. The four of them fought together, and Gu Wu's internal energy surged out instantly. Cut open and the steel plate falls all over the place.

The silver electric whip swept across the ship building in the middle, and the entire floor tilted, making a loud and ear-piercing friction sound.

The people chatting and laughing at the other end were startled by the sound, only to see the majestic ship building falling to the sea, and then the whole ship trembled.

"No, the boat is sinking." A city boss exclaimed. The boat on Jiang Fan's side had already been flooded with water. The whole boat was tilted up like a seesaw, and the deck under his feet was slowly rising.

"What's going on?" The two Xuan-level old men stood up with changed faces. They thought it was Jiang Fan's scream just now, and they laughed at that time. This scream is enough to warn any urbanite to obey. The rules of the ancient martial arts world.

But things don't seem right now.

At this moment, another scream came: "Senior Hao, Senior Yue, help... ah..." A shrill scream no less than just now resounded through the sea and sky.

Everyone heard it. It was the screams of the four disciples of Qing Ding Sect, "How is that possible? Does that young man know martial arts?" Everyone was stunned.

The two Xuan-level elders dodged one by one, and ran to the deck on the other side.

In this room, three of the four disciples of the Qingding sect were abolished within three moves, and the last one finally knew that Jiang Fan was a mysterious master, and he was not on the same level as them at all, so he ran away. For him now He said that only those two Xuan-level elders could save him.

The last disciple of the Qing Ding Sect is the peak cultivation base of the late Huang class, and his running speed is extremely fast, but in front of Jiang Fan 520, he is no different from running like a child. Cut over.

The silver thread sliced ​​through the entire hull like a knife chopping tofu, and rubbed on the protruding cheek of the disciple of the Qingding sect, the whole face was bloody and bloody.

A few wind blades shot over, cutting off Qingdingmen's hands, the silver thread instantly wrapped the four bodies, and Jiang Fan soared into the air.

The speed of the two Xuan-level old men was fast enough, but when they got out of the passage, they only saw half of the hull falling into the sea in front of their eyes, including the ship's power system. The sea water poured into the ship with strong pressure, and the whole ship was like The Titanic is generally silent to the bottom of the sea in huge waves.

The ordinary people on the boat were staggering and terrified. Many people fell into the sea. The ancient warriors could temporarily control their stature, but not the ancient warriors knew how to swim. They couldn't run out in this vast sea.

"lifeboat."

Both the urbanites and the ancient warriors thought of this at the same time, but how could the urbanites beat the ancient warriors, and the few mounted lifeboats were snatched by the ancient warriors.

The two Xuan-level elders watched the hull cut off in silence, the boat was full of anger, and their eyes were broken. This is the boat they escorted, and such a big accident happened, and they will definitely be held accountable by the sect when they go back.

(End of this chapter)