Chu Chaoyun was slightly surprised. Bingqin's martial soul was quite special, and the means of hiding aura were not visible to ordinary martial kings.

"The owner of the No. 18 box, is senior brother, you met that old friend in Liushang Pavilion."

Chu Chaoyun said, "It turned out to be him. No wonder you were revealed. Don't worry about him for the time being. What I want has already been done, and you can leave after the auction is over."

Soon the auction ended. The auctioneer took out the first auction item of the eighth round and smiled: "The next thing to be auctioned is a thunder-attributed earth-level top-level martial arts, Wukui Sword Technique."

"In legend, Wu Kui is a sacred tree born in thunder and lightning. In ancient times, he had powerful powers and realized the truth under Wu Kui tree, thus having Wu Kui sword technique."

"Of course, this book in my hand is not a real ancient original, but is just a martial arts compiled by later generations based on the residual version of Wukui Sword Technique. Although it does not have the legendary power, it is also considered top in the ground-level sword Technique."

"For all swordsmen, it's a rare martial art. The starting price is still 10,000 lower-level spirit stones."

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. He finally waited for what he was waiting for. He spoke without hesitation: "Fifty thousand!"

"The person from the No. 18 box has taken action again. This time I'm interested in this sword technique. Fortunately, I don't need it."

"Haha, I don't need it, otherwise I will definitely not be able to get it."

Changfeng Literature bsp;     "Damn, I just happened to find a thunder-attributed sword technique, and now there is no hope."

"I'm too lazy to bid, I'm definitely not able to compete for this person, and it's useless to compete for it."

Looking at the noisy hall, no one has ever made a bid. Xiao Chen didn't expect that he could achieve such an effect.

Seeing this auction, Yun was extremely anxious. This top martial arts in the local level can usually be sold at least 200,000 spirit stones, but now no one has bid for it after 50,000 yuan.

The auction was shouting several times, but no one bid. Now the loss was huge. The auctioneer scolded Xiao Chen fiercely in his heart, and finally had to say helplessly: "Fifty thousand lower-level spirit stones, this martial art belongs to the No. 18 box."

Xiao Chen showed a faint smile on his face and said, "It seems that sometimes, too much money can scare people, but it's a cheaper one."

The thing that I had to wait for was finally obtained. Xiao Chen's purpose was basically achieved in this auction, but Xiao Chen was powerless and could only look at the other eight secret treasures.

Two hours later, the auction ended successfully, and Linlang Pavilion sent someone to deliver the things Xiao Chen had taken to the private room.

There is a professional appraiser in Linlang Pavilion. Xiao Chen's high-level demon cores successfully took action. After taking the magic cores, Xiao Chen started to pay the bill.

A bottle of Yuan Ji Dan, two secret treasures, and a thunder-attribute martial arts, totaling 1.05 million lower-level spirit stones. Xiao Chen still has more than 4,000 intermediate spirit stones left in his hand, and there is no budget.

Putting things into the Qiankun Ring, Xiao Chen pushed open the door of the box and immediately felt a strong murderous intent. With a faint smile and without paying too much attention, Xiao Chen walked straight out of the door.

Looking at Xiao Chen's back, Mu Chengxue, who was holding the holy soldier under the moon in her hand, only a faint smile appeared on her handsome face, and she said, "So it's him!"

Deep in his right eye, an ancient bronze mirror was spinning quickly, seeing Xiao Chen's disguise clearly.

Not long after Xiao Chen left Linlang Pavilion, he immediately stopped him on the street by Mu Chengxue and others.

Mu Chengxuejun's face was filled with a little cold smile, which made his delicate face look even more charming.

He looked at Xiao Chen and said lightly: "I remember, we seemed to have met outside Yunyang City."

Xiao Chen has always had a good memory and is familiar with this person. He nodded and said, "I have indeed seen it, but you are standing in front of me today, why are you saying this?"

Mu Chengxue was not in a circle and said directly: "Divid me ten pieces of Juyuan Dan, and I will give you 100,000 lower-level spirit stones."

Xiao Chen spent 500,000 to buy the Juyuan Dan, but only twenty pieces. If he bought it ten pieces, he would need twenty-five lower-level spirit stones.

Mu Chengxue is so good that he is only willing to pay a price of 100,000 yuan, which is no different from Ming robbing.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "Sorry, this is not a product. Please get out of here. I still have something to do!"

call!

Mu Chengxue's right hand whizzed, accidentally put it on Xiao Chen's shoulder, and said softly: "Have I told you to leave? You dare to snatch the things I like about Mu Chengxue. I will say it again, will I sell it?"

Mu Chengxue's voice was very light, but she had no emotions, was extremely cold, and contained endless murderous intent.

A ray of cold light that had passed since Xiao Chen had been severely flashed, and he responded coldly: "Let your hands go, I'm not familiar with you!"

Click!

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, his right hand was placed on the hilt of the knife like lightning. The Thunder Sword Technique was used immediately.

Mu Chengxue's reaction was not slower than Xiao Chen at all, and even faster. When Xiao Chen's right hand touched the hilt of the knife, the long sword in his hand had been unsheathed.

Bang!

Two dazzling lights flashed in the air, and swords collided in the air, making a crisp sound of collision, stirring up a surging wind on the street.

Xiao Chen's sword arrived first. Although the degree was slower than the other party, the method of using the sword drawing technique was raised later.

The two of them took five steps each, and the huge force rebounded from the blade to their arms. Xiao Chen, who was holding the knife, felt a numbness, and his eyes became much more cautious.

Above the clear sky, dark clouds suddenly gathered, and among the rolling clouds, muffled thunder sounded from time to time.

Mu Chengxue looked at the dark clouds in the sky and said lightly: "Xiao Cheng's artistic conception of thunder, no wonder she has the courage to attack me, but unfortunately it's just Xiao Cheng."

Huh!

A gust of wind suddenly blew behind Mu Chengxue, and lightning broke through the strong wind from time to time. The other disciples of Yehan Palace quickly flashed aside.

"This is the wind and thunder artistic conception of senior brother. This guy is dead." A disciple of Ye Han Palace who was once injured by Xiao Chen said excitedly.

Mu Yanxue stood quietly aside, silent and had no opinions. For her, this was a good opportunity to observe Mu Chengxue's true strength.

In the sky, clouds rolled, wind roared, lightning roared, and the noise was very loud, and almost all the pedestrians on the street were attracted.

Xiao Chen's eyes were quiet, and the artistic conception of Ninghe and Fenglei was as perfect as water. Mu Chengxue was worthy of being the number one master in Yehan Palace.

Huh!

A little toe on the ground, a strong wind rolled up for no reason, Mu Chengxue's body rose from the ground, and the long sword in her hand, which was as soft as moonlight, hid endless murderous intent, and stabbed towards Xiao Chen fiercely.

A ray of cold light flashed on the sword body, and a terrifying lightning flashed out from the strong wind. Before the sword arrived, the lightning had already flew in front of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen used the Green Dragon Flocking Cloud Skill, and the figure flashed on the ground, drawing a purple arc, avoiding it in advance before lightning came.

boom!

The place where I was originally standing was immediately blasted out by lightning, stirring up countless dust. The dust was blown away by the strong wind.

The moment the wind dissipated, Xiao Chen's figure appeared behind Mu Chengxue in the air, and a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

Xiao Chen carried the thunder and the moon shadow knife slashed towards Mu Chengxue. Mu Chengxue raised his wrist and the long sword immediately blocked Xiao Chen's attack.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The two of them made quick moves in the air. When the swords and swords collided, thunder and lightning bursts in the sky kept appearing, shaking people's eardrums slightly painful.

Circles of air waves visible to the naked eye scattered from the two of them. Under the air waves, some buildings on the street were immediately crushed into dust.

There was more and more dust in the strong wind, and the people around him could no longer see the situation clearly, so they could only guess the intensity of the battle from the constant sound of the loud shouts.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed, and he seized an opportunity and immediately used the Long Jiu Transformation to add Qingfeng Slash.

In the strong wind and lightning, Xiao Chen turned into nine figures, and nine soft breezes blew up each figure.

In an instant, in the fierce battle, Xiao Chen's murderous aura suddenly disappeared, looking extremely strange.

Mu Chengxue smiled faintly and said, "The Qingyun secret skill Qingfeng slashes, but the Qingfeng is not a knife, but it is just a trick of carving insects."

The holy soldier in his hand was on the beauty under the moon, and the gorgeous light burst out from the colorful sword body. The soft golden moonlight swayed.

In the blur of the moonlight, there seemed to be a woman whispering softly.

Amid the woman's soft moan, layers of fluctuations appeared in the surrounding space, and countless waves swayed like the water surface, and Mu Chengxue's figure suddenly became extremely blurred.

Xiao Chen was shocked. This was the Taoist rhyme among the holy soldiers. Mu Chengxue used the short-term changes of the holy soldiers, and the rules of this space.

Whoosh!

Nine figures brushed in the air, combined into one, and passed through Murong Xue's blurred body directly. But like a mirror image, Mu Chengxue's figure appeared in front again.

He looked at Xiao Chen with a sarcastic smile on his face, and Xiao Chen's body flew towards Mu Chengxue quickly, but at this moment, the distance between him and Mu Chengxue seemed to have become eternal.

No matter how he moved forward, Mu Chengxue's figure was ten meters ahead of him. Ten meters was just a step distance for Xiao Chen, but this step was to step out.

Although Xiao Chen was surprised, he was not too panicked and kept his heart. He suddenly stopped his steps, his spiritual sense protected him, and his body slowly fell down.

But even so, Mu Chengxue's figure was still standing ten meters away from him, slowly falling down with him.

Puchi!

A bright moonlight suddenly shot up on Xiao Chen's eyes, and the woman's crisp humming sounded in Xiao Chen's ears.

The moonlight blurred Xiao Chen's vision, the woman's voice disturbed Xiao Chen's hearing, the space began to fluctuate quickly, and for a moment, all of Xiao Chen's five senses disappeared.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, suddenly grabbed the sword body that was flying in the air with his left hand.

Mu Chengxue looked extremely surprised and said, "Impossible, all your five senses have disappeared. How can you still know the direction of my move?"
Chapter completed!