"It's not enough to live for an hour? Hey... it's a question whether he can live for ten minutes!"

At this moment, another sound rang out.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man. He whispered in one direction and said, "Here, Ming Shaoqiu, the young master of the Ming family, invited his third grandfather Mingyan to come here, just waiting for Xiang Feng. He had already spoken, and once Xiang Feng arrived, he would kill Xiang Feng immediately!"

"Mingyan? Is it that old pervert in the Ming family?"

"Shh! Sigh it down, it's not good to be heard by others. Mingyan is a six-star martial saint at least!"

"Tsk tsk, I heard before that Xiang Feng's wife was the number one goddess in Xianhai City. Now I see that she is more than just a goddess, she is simply a fairy descending to earth. Mingyan's old pervert saw it, and I don't know if she will be moved. I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch later!"

Various arguments sounded from all around.

After Xiang Feng got out of the car, his eyes also swept around these people.

Then, his brows raised slightly.

Good guy, there are quite a few people, I'm afraid there are hundreds of people.

If everyone buys tickets, and one ticket costs ten spirit gathering pills, it will be a thousand.

It was more than 500 pieces that were assigned to him!

Thinking of this, Xiang Feng couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Avien, who followed him, said, "Junior brother, there are many people coming to our Xianhai City this time. Not only Wuxi City, Dalian City, Suishi City, but also Jinling City and other provinces, there are many people coming."

"It's okay, the more people come, the better."

Xiang Feng grinned.

At first he didn't plan to let too many people enter the Blood Shadow Sect ruins, but now he wants more people to go in.

Of course, the premise is to buy a ticket.

However, Chen Xiang, Lin Jingyi and others on the side saw that so many people came, their expressions gradually became solemn.

They could feel that these people were very strong.

There are even some people, even the six-star early-stage martial saints like Chen Xiang and Lin Jingyi, who felt a little pressure.

Those who can make them feel stressed will never have a lower cultivation level than them.

"Follow the wind!"

Suddenly, a shout of lyrics rang among the crowd.

Immediately, several figures were seen, and they quickly stepped towards the wind.

The momentum is fierce and the murderous intent is rolling.

The person who speaks out is Ming Shaoqiu, the young master of the Ming family.

Beside him is Ji Suyan from Dayun Auction House and many powerful people.

The weakest aura of these people are the four-star peak martial saints.

One of the old men with silver hair and a hunchback is even more unpredictable, but they can feel huge pressure.

Six-star early Martial Saint!

It was Ming Shaoqiu's third grandfather, the older generation of the Ming family, who spoke Ming.

At this moment, as Ming Shaoqiu and others stared at Xiang Feng, he stared at Liu Ruyun as if he had seen a peerless treasure.

"Oh? Young Master of the Ming family, are you asking me for something?"

Xiang Feng glanced at Ming Shaoqiu, stretched his waist and said, "Is the two tickets you bought last time not enough? I'm going to buy more tickets from me? If there are enough quantities and more than ten tickets, I can give you a 10% discount!"

"You go to buy tickets? Do you think you can get away with it by pretending to be stupid? I tell you, it's impossible!"

Ming Shaoqiu sneered and said coldly: "You used to be stronger than me at Dayun Auction House to hurt me and humiliate me. Now I have invited my third grandfather and several powerful men from the Ming family to come, and you will have to pay the price."
Chapter completed!