Not only that, but also the identity of Ling extraordinary. As the martial arts seed of the seven Yao sect, this kind of person has a huge background. If you bid with him, it will be hard to be good once you irritate the other party.


    "150 million!" Just when everyone thought that this 10000 year old cold iron would eventually fall into Ling Fanfan''s hands, ye Lingfeng immediately quoted a price after calculating his wealth.


    Although 150 million yuan is very expensive, it''s hard to buy thousands of dollars. I''m happy and spend money to let the rose improve its strength. It''s worth buying and selling.


    When is brother ye so rich? Hearing Ye Lingfeng''s offer, Fu Zhongming beside him stares at Ye Lingfeng and looks at him unbelievably. He still clearly remembers that when ye Lingfeng bought jade bowls in his antique shop, he offered 700000 yuan. He showed a painful look, and his wealth seemed to be rather poor.


    But it''s incredible to throw 150 million at the moment! Since then, it seems that the combination of Xiao Xuanye and Xiao Xuanfeng has become more and more important.


    "150 million, is there any bid? If not, this is the friend''s After hearing Ye Lingfeng''s offer, the old man, who holds ten thousand year old cold iron, also shows a smile at the corner of his mouth. He turns his head and looks around the field and says with a smile.


    Hum! As soon as the old man''s voice fell, there was a dull cold hum in the room. And as soon as the hum came out, ye Lingfeng felt a surge in his mind. Turn a head to see, see to send out this hum of impressively is Ling special side of that ground level old man. And look at his bad eyes, obviously want to use the prefecture level authority, let Ye Lingfeng retreat.


    What''s more, these bastards are too unreasonable. Why do they yell at me when I offer to buy things? Can all the good things in the world only be owned by qiyaozong? Others don''t even have the qualification to bid?


    "Two hundred million!" Ling special smile, calm voice, face is full of ambition in the color. Obviously, after he wanted to come and was intimidated by the old people around him, ye Lingfeng had no courage to bid with him.


    But it''s a pity that ye Lingfeng didn''t hear the old man''s threat and said calmly, "300 million!"


    Ten thousand years of cold iron, he is determined to win! Although seven Yao Zong as nine Chinese Zong is certainly terrible, and Ling Fanfan also has a name of martial arts seed. But for ye Lingfeng, it is wrong for them to threaten themselves with these.


    Di Ling sect is not the ninth sect in China, but Xu Mu is still badly damaged by him, and Xu Fang still dies under his hands. Yi Hong is not the martial seed of Lao Shi Zi''s Sanyang sect, and he even got a dog nose. So what? If you offend him, you will die as well!


    As soon as ye Lingfeng quoted a price, the prefecture level elders around Ling Fanfan suddenly got upset. Their faces were as cold as frost, and there was even a chance to kill in their eyes, just like Ye Lingfeng''s fair offer to buy things was disrespectful to their qiyaozong.


    "Forget it..." Ling Fanfan sees this, the facial expression changes a little, seem to think of what, gently pull nearby that prefecture level old man, light way: "such a small piece of ten thousand years cold iron is not very useful to me, let him take it."


    Ye Lingfeng is speechless, Ling extraordinary this words at the beginning of sound, seems to be quite pleasant to the ear, can carefully a product, but how product how not right. Wannian cold iron was too small for him, so he let Ye Lingfeng buy it. It means that ye Lingfeng''s status is low, so even what he doesn''t like can be of great use.


    Although Ling special words let leaf Ling wind very not angry, but he also don''t want to pay attention to too much. He has offended the di Ling sect and the San Yang sect, which are already quite difficult to deal with. If he adds another Qi Yao sect, it will be really dangerous.


    After a simple delivery, the bearer promissory note obtained from Yongjian monk''s girdle was handed over to the old man who sold the Wannian cold iron, the transaction came to an end, and ye Lingfeng officially became the owner of the Wannian cold iron.


    Looking at the Wannian iron pinched by Ye Lingfeng, Fu Zhongming''s eyes are blazing. He had only heard of this kind of thing before, but he had never seen it. But now it is such a rare thing, but it can be obtained by Ye Lingfeng.


    Although there were twists and turns in the process of the ten thousand year cold Rail trade, it was only a small episode for the normal trade fair after all. The trade of other people soon went on again, and various kinds of elixirs and materials emerged one after another. Even ye Lingfeng was stunned to find that in this trade fair, some people took out dilingdan to trade.


    As soon as this kind of pill that can make the Xuan level people get a breakthrough comes out, it immediately attracts the eyes of countless people in the room, and many people fight for it. The price of the final deal is also very high.


    However, with the shooting of dilingdan, ye Lingfeng''s brows gradually wrinkled, because dilingdan appeared, but there was no news from wumingzi.


    The progress of the fair is very fast. It''s not long before eight of you have reached a deal. And the remaining two adults, looking at their appearance, did not seem to be interested in trading with others. They just came to trade to see if there was anything they were interested in.


    Is the previous news wrong? There is no wumingzi in feieshan fair?As the trade fair comes to an end, the frequency of trading is getting lower and lower, and ye Lingfeng''s eyebrows are getting deeper and deeper. Because at this time, wumingzi has not appeared, which means that Tiangong thinks that the news of wumingzi''s appearance in this trade fair is shadowy.


    Not out of Ye Lingfeng''s expectation, after the final deal, the floor fell into silence, and no one got up. This result makes Ye Lingfeng extremely disappointed. He thought that he could find Wu Mingzi, but now it seems that he went for nothing.


    No, these ancient martial arts practitioners have finished trading, but there is still one person who hasn''t sold anything! Heart read a move, ye Lingfeng can''t help but toward the center of the field that worried girl looked.


    But after looking at it, ye Lingfeng felt that he had little hope. On the one hand, the girl''s cultivation is only like the early stage of Huang level. With her cultivation, it is impossible to have Wu Mingzi. On the other hand, the wood family has a big fortune. Even if there is Wu Mingzi, she will keep it for her own use, or solicit ancient martial arts practitioners to use it. It is impossible to take it out.


    The most important thing is that ye Lingfeng asked the black emperor, and he didn''t feel the breath of wumingzi from these people inside.


    As ye Lingfeng ponders, there are many ancient martial arts practitioners in the arena. Seeing that there is no more trade, he is ready to leave. At the end of the fair, if you don''t leave as soon as possible, there will be twists and turns. If you don''t say well, there will be murder and looting.