An average low-grade martial arts saint is worth only two million star coins. With Xiao Chen’s current realm and five hundred thousand star coins, it has to be said that he became rich in an instant.

"Young Master, please stay here, my young master, I would like to ask you to talk upstairs."

After the transaction was completed, the chubby shopkeeper invited Xiao Chen.

This medicine shop belongs to the Changtian Sword Sect. The young master mentioned by the other party should be Mo Lingtian, a disciple of Xi Zhenzhi of the Changtian Sword Sect.

The Changtian Sword Sect is going to auction the broken blade of the Thunder Emperor Sangmu Sword, and it is not surprising that the opponent Xi Zhenzhi disciple came in person.

I had long wanted to see the Changtian Sword Sect, but Xiao Chen agreed to the other party without hesitation.

On the second floor, Xiao Chen saw the young master mentioned by the other party, who was about twenty-seven or eight years old, and was very young in the Kunlun world.

He is quite handsome, has a profound cultivation, and has the strength of a semi-saint. In the depths of his eyes, lightning lights are jumping, and the sword intent is scattered, interspersed in the lightning light from time to time.

Behind him, Xiao Chen looked carefully and saw the Heavenly Saint Law that was comparable to Wu Yuankai. This person was not simple.

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"The white-robed swordsman, I have heard of your name for a long time. These hundred true dragon remains should have been obtained in Longgang. It seems that the rumors that you have taken over Bai Wuxue's hundreds of tricks are not fiction."

Mo Lingtian said this, but the arrogance flowing between his eyebrows has not diminished at all, and he has not really taken Xiao Chen seriously.

"If the Wild Battlefield was not far from Hunluo City, I think we should have met."

Xiao Chen responded casually, waiting for the other party's main text.

Mo Lingtian asked in a lofty manner: "Half a month ago, you killed two half-saints near Qingfeng City, but this is the case."

"Well, I did kill two half-saints who were blind. I wonder what you can give me."

The other party spoke a bad tone, and Xiao Chen felt something was wrong.

Mo Lingtian's eyes sank and said, "It's a coincidence that those two big families are affiliated with my Changtian Sword Sect. You killed our Changtian Sword Sect."

So that's it. Xiao Chen understood why murderous intent flashed in his eyes when he saw him.

"It's a coincidence that I actually came to my door on my own initiative. Mr. Mo wants to deal with me."

But he had nothing to be afraid of. He was backed by the Ninth-grade sect Haotian Sect, and there was a great emperor in the sect. He didn't dare to do anything to him with the other party's courage.

Mo Lingtian waved his hand casually and said disapprovingly: "Two half-saints, kill them, let alone they have to surrender to Yao Shengtang now, and the person who wants to kill you is Yao Shengtang."

"I have another purpose to find you. If you agree, I will be my Mo Lingtian's friend in the future. The Changtian Sword Sect can also keep you safe."

When Xiao Chen heard this, he sneered in his heart. Where did Mo Lingtian get the arrogance? He asked someone to help but not talk about the reward, and just wanted to impress him with just a few empty words.

Becoming your friend Mo Lingtian is a very honorable thing. Do you really think you are the Emperor of Martial Arts? My peace needs your Changtian Sword Sect to protect me. When will the Changtian Sword Sect speak louder than the Haotian Sect?

"How about it, I'm polite enough to you. Not only can I kill my subordinates of the Changtian Sword Sect, but I can write it off, and everyone can cooperate with each other in the future."

Mo Lingtian stared at Xiao Chen and said confidently.

I really don’t want to turn against the Changtian Sword Sect so early. He still needs help Ao Jiao to figure out the true identity of the Changtian Sword Saint.

Xiao Chen resisted the unhappiness in his heart and smiled and said, "Young Master Mo is so polite. You can tell me what's going on."

Mo Lingtian had already expected Xiao Chen’s reply, and stood up and smiled, "In ten days, come to my Changtian Sword Sect, and you will know when the time comes."

"By the way, there are tickets for the auction here. You can sit in the front two rows in two days. Take it, it's not something that anyone can buy."

With a casual wave, Mo Lingtian threw out a ticket and threw it to Xiao Chen, which seemed to give him something amazing.

If he knew, Xiao Chen would not even throw away the great lord of Tianshenglou, Nangong Qiong, would he feel so superior?

Xiao Chen pretended to be very surprised and took the ticket and said, "Young Master Mo is a good method. Even such a precious ticket can be given away."

Mo Lingtian raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a little bit of brilliance, and said, "A small matter, if you become my friend, you can get a Tianshenglou VIP card for you."

After Xiao Chen left, the back door of the room opened. An old man with unfathomable cultivation and a straight sword turned out to be a martial saint.

The old man said with a gloomy face: "Young Master, I really plan to take him to the Star Tomb Palace of King Tianpeng. He has caused our Changtian Sword Sect to lose a lot of face."

A strong murderous intent flashed in Mo Lingtian's eyes and said, "Of course not. If this guy wasn't concerned about Haotian Sect, I could kill him at will now."

"The Star Tomb Palace is full of dangers, and people above the Martial Saint cannot enter. When his value is gone, no one will know that it is my move when he kills him directly."

The old man said with some concern in his eyes: "But this time the news has leaked out when the tomb palace is opened. Not only will our six sects in Hunluo Prefecture rush over, but many young masters of the demon clan will also come over."

"Is it a bit unsafe to add such an uncertain factor?"

Mo Lingtian smiled contemptuously and said, "Did you see what he was like just now? I just give him some little favors and I feel happy to go to heaven. How can such a guy come out of my palm? I will definitely become a peerless genius of Emperor Changtian."

After leaving the medicine shop, Xiao Chen threw away the ticket and then bought the first row of positions for 300 star coins.

In Xicheng District, the man in the yellow robe in the branch of the Yaoshengtang looked at Wu Yuankai expressionlessly, with his expression very unhappy.

"I'm really useless. I can't even get rid of a top-grade Martial Emperor, and I've been scared away by someone."

Wu Yuankai felt depressed, but he was unable to refute that no matter what, the fact that he was drunk by Xiao Chen could not change it.

His face was distorted and he seemed extremely unwilling. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "I am careless, but your people didn't tell me all the news, and did not say that his body had reached two hundred pounds."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you another ten days, one last chance." The big man in yellow robe said in a cold voice.

Wu Yuankai looked up and said, "The difficulty has increased. I will give it to me now if I have to pay half of the remaining reward, otherwise you can go find someone else."

The man with yellow robe did not expect that Wu Yuankai would actually raise the price. He couldn't help but feel anger in his heart, but he finally held it back and threw out a space ring and said, "One hundred thousand star coins, if the mission fails, you don't want to stay in Hunluo City in the future."

Wu Yuankai took the ring and a greed appeared on his face, saying, "Don't worry, he will leave the city sooner or later. If I don't care about it, this son will definitely die."

After Wu Yuankai left, a majestic young man walked out of the hall, and the surging demonic power inside his body seemed to be sprayed out at any time.

The qi and blood are half as strong as the sun, and in between steps, they are like a giant statue walking on the grassland, heavy and full of power. The person who comes is a warrior from the Elephant Clan of the Demon Realm.

The young man said, "What's wrong? That kid is so difficult to deal with. Do I need me to take action?"

When the man with yellow robe saw this, his angry face immediately calmed down and said, "No, I have prepared a complete plan. I don't have to worry about this little thing."

The young master of Yaoshengtang didn't care, and said, "How many star coins can the branch steer collect for me? At this auction, I need three top-grade top secret treasures in the defense system, otherwise I wouldn't be sure of the Star Tomb Palace."

"Don't worry, the master of the hall has already explained that the 500,000 star coins have been prepared in advance." The man in yellow robe said in preparation.

The young man with extremely powerful demonic power smiled with satisfaction, clenched his fists, and said with firm eyes: "As long as I can obtain the fragments of the Great Pluto's wings, even if I cannot enter the realm of the Martial Saint, I can increase the laws of the Heavenly Saints, and my strength will increase by 50%.

When the man in yellow robe heard the picture of the big roc spreading his wings, he couldn't help but look yearning on his face, saying, "The rumor that the king of the sky sat before his transformation was all condensed on this picture of the big roc spreading his wings. Although it has been broken into fragments, even if the Martial Saint obtains it, he can benefit a lot."

"It's a pity that even the King Emperor could not forcibly break through the Star Tomb Palace. He could only let people below the Martial Saint enter, otherwise I would join in the fun."

The young man smiled faintly and said, "Haha, if there are many broken pictures, I can bring one for Elder Huang."

The man in yellow robe quickly bowed and said, "Then I thank the young master first."

Two days later, the large-scale auction in Tiansheng Tower arrived as scheduled, and all the top-grade martial artists above the Martial Emperor in Hunluo City rushed over.

People were surging, and at first glance, they flowed into the hall of Tiansheng Building like a river.

Xiao Chen was wearing a black cloak and stood in an attic opposite. Looking at the picture, he couldn't help but sigh: "I'm afraid there are no less than 6,000 people. There is not so many top-grade martial emperors in a sect."

The auction location was limited, so the rule was made to allow the top-grade Martial Emperor to enter, but so many people rushed over. Xiao Chen was surprised when he saw this scene for the first time.

"Normal, there are more than half of the casual cultivators in the Tianwu Domain and the Demon Domain. It is not surprising that so many people with the highest-grade Martial Emperor or above can arrive."

Ao Jiao has seen many big scenes, much more spectacular than this and much calmer than Xiao Chen.

Half an hour later, the crowded crowd gradually became sparse, and Xiao Chen was also ready to go in.

At this moment, a familiar figure slowly appeared from afar in Xiao Chen's sight.

It was a pretty woman in white clothes, with fair and jade-like skin, and her pure and cute face had a natural charm.

The concave and convex figure makes people feel even more ignited, and it burns after a flash.
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