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Lin Xiu also didn't expect that this little sword god was quite interesting.
It seems that his persistence on Sword Dao seems to arouse his interest more than the competition for these forces.
The key is that the little sword god seems to have rarely encountered practitioners of his generation who can surpass him in willpower.
So I met this guy Lin Xiu.
Naturally, he doesn't want to let it go easily, and wants to test the limits of both parties.
Maybe he could "two-six-three" pass the battle of wills with Lin Xiu.
Refine your Sword Dao will again and make your Sword Dao climb to a higher peak.
"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll convince you."
"The power of the world, suppress!"
Lin Xiu didn't hold back at all this time, almost completely leaning out the will of the power of the world that was born in his body.
The forces of both sides once again clashed in the air.
The power projected this time was already stronger than before.
Even some guests present who are not so strong in cultivation can detect the existence of this power.
"Are these two guys really treating my auction house as a battlefield for their own emotional battles?"
Boss Jia was naturally very dissatisfied with this situation.
If these two guys continue to fight like this, will his auction continue?
"It's really strange. When something like this happened, did the Phoenix Divine King really not care about it?"
Boss Jia suddenly felt very confused.
How could the powerful Divine King of Azure Luan Race allow Lin Xiu to be in such an occasion.
Secretly, he had a confrontation with a very famous young strong man on the other side.
Whether this matter succeeds or fails.
For Azure Luan Race, it seems that it is not a good thing.
How could Boss Jia have imagined that Feng Divine King would obey the words of a junior like this?
Lin Xiu's status in the eyes of Divine King Feng was much higher than he imagined.
It is not simply a relationship between elders and younger generations.
But at this critical moment.
During the auction, a strange voice suddenly came to mind.
"I will give you five hundred thousand meters of divine soil!"
As soon as this voice came out, the crowd was instantly in an uproar.
All eyes were turned towards him.
"What's going on? Except for the little sword god and the junior named Lin Xiu."
"Is there anyone else here who would lose his mind and spend such a high price to fight for the bloodline of that divine bird?"
However, when everyone looked at him, all doubts were solved...
Because this person is a middle-level strongman from the Heavenly Fire clan in Spark City.
His presence here would command such a high price.
Apparently he was assigned by the Fire King to avoid special situations.
At present, the little sword god and Lin Xiu are secretly engaged in a battle of wills.
It affects the normal auction and is obviously a variable.
It is understandable that he jumped out to compete for this thing at a high price at this time.
I saw that the situation at the scene had changed.
The Little Sword God and Lin Xiu took back their willpower at the same time.
There will be no further fight. 4.1
"Damn it, what on earth is this Fire King doing? He sent me here, and he wants to send a second wave of people to monitor me?"
"I can't do this damn job anymore."
The little sword god was obviously extremely dissatisfied.
Because this confrontation between him and Lin Xiu had already reached the most critical moment.
But it was interrupted at this moment, and all the previous efforts were wasted. .
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