"At this point, most of the items have been sold, and now there are only three items left." It has reached the last moment of the auction, and everyone is already eager to try it out. At this time, the middle-aged man who was hosting it was rare to sell it. Suddenly, he was silent for a while until he was amazed by everyone's appetite. Then he made enough energy to announce loudly, "Next, please give the last three items in this auction!"

Finally, the finale was the finale. Even though most people knew that these three items were not lucky, it was a great blessing to be able to see their horizons, so they couldn't help but keep their eyes open. Unlike before, this time, this time it was not taken one by one, but on stage three at the same time.

I saw three beautiful women in the late stage of Jindan, one of whom was holding a small tray in his hand, and the tray was covered with red silk that was isolated from spiritual consciousness, and slowly walked onto the stage. The three women walked to the front line and stood quietly.

"The lot is ready, and the first lot is auctioned off." The middle-aged man also had a faint smile on his face and said loudly. At the same time, the first woman from the left stepped forward.

"The first item..." The middle-aged man walked up to him and said as he was about to lift the first tray.

"Let's wait!" At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came, immediately interrupting the middle-aged man.

"Who!" Seeing that the normal auction had reached its final stage and the most important stage, someone suddenly jumped out to interrupt, and the middle-aged man was immediately furious.

This auction is once a year, unlike in the past, and is also extremely important to Leiyun Pavilion. Previously, a water spirit woman accidentally offended the Shuibo Sword of Wanjianmen, which made the auction not go smoothly at first, and it was almost a mess. Then an unknown stone, although sold at an unexpectedly high price, also swept the face of another core disciple of Wanjianmen. Compared with the profit of tens of thousands of points, this is actually a big loss for Leiyun Pavilion.

The ten-year auction that was carefully prepared was even taken out three heavy treasures to grab the eye. It was a laborious task, but even this still happened again and again. Lei Yun Pavilion was naturally extremely angry, and even Lei Yun, the owner of Lei Yun Pavilion, had already expressed his anger secretly.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was the host naturally could not escape the relationship, and as a master of Nascent Soul, he was really unreasonable in terms of face. Therefore, although the middle-aged man at this time looked harmonious, he had actually accumulated a lot of aggrievance.

This is the final stage of the auction. I originally expected to make up for the previous mistakes by these three items, but at this moment, someone suddenly jumped out and shouted, "Let's go." If the middle-aged man could still bear it at this time, then he was not a master of Nascent Soul. He even made up his mind to use that person to attack him even if it is unlucky, so that he can know where his majesty is in the Nascent Soul Stage.

So I didn't see who was just now, and the middle-aged man shouted loudly. At the same time, everyone present was shocked at first thinking that the sound was slow, but then they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly. At this time, no one could tell that the middle-aged man on the stage was already angry, and everyone knew how much it was to anger a Nascent Soul master.

"Xiao Ping of Wanjianmen!" At this moment, the man immediately answered the middle-aged man.

Wanjianmen... Xiao Ping! When he heard this name, the middle-aged man who was already preparing to slap him with a palm couldn't help but stiffen his hands and expressions on his face. At the same time, not only the middle-aged man, but everyone else present also looked at each other, obviously surprised again.

Xiao Ping of Wanjianmen, Xiao Ping of Broken Golden Sword, and one of the five swords of Wanjianmen!

"Why is he here..." At this time, the man from Wanjian Sect frowned when he heard that the person coming was Xiao Ping.

Like Xiao Ping, he is one of the five swords. Although his strength is slightly inferior, he is naturally not afraid of him. However, even Xiao Ping has always been upright at the Wanjian Sect. At this time, he suddenly came here, and it is inevitable that he would be picky on himself, which would be a big obstacle. This opportunity was finally won by him.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but look at Shui Bojian next to him again, but Shui Bojian was still closing his eyes to rest. Although he couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard Xiao Ping's name, there was not much fluctuation.

In addition to the two of Wanjianmen, Zhan Jiu on the second floor was also slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, he was so small that he first met Xiao Ping in the fairy palace and saw his spirit of breaking the way with his strength. He saw Xiao Ping again at the engagement ceremony of Yushan in the Qing Dynasty not long ago. Although Xiao Ping was covered by the light of Wanshan at that time, it was this person who jumped out to replace him with Gengjin Sword. Now, he actually saw this person again at this auction.

Thinking of this, Zhan Jiu smiled first, then suddenly became shocked. Yes, Xiao Ping was originally following the Qingyu Mountain to watch the ceremony. At this time, Xiao Ping appeared, did he mean...

Thinking of this, the smile on Zhan Jiu's face became stronger and stronger. It was indeed a place to search for something without any effort.

"It turned out to be the Broken Golden Sword, I was so respectful and disrespectful." At this time, the middle-aged man was not angry at all. Although Xiao Ping's cultivation was far inferior to him, one was a proud disciple of several major sects, and the other was a disciple of a cultivation family. His status was obvious. Therefore, the middle-aged man rationally put away his momentum just now, as if nothing had happened, and hurriedly greeted him.

"I dare not take it." Xiao Ping looked grim and bowed to the middle-aged man on the stage, then said, "This time Xiao Ping is just a pawn with the guest horse, and the real protagonist is still behind."

"Senior brother, please." Xiao Ping then went to the side and shouted sideways.

The guest was accompanied by the horse, the front pawn... When everyone heard this, everyone was shocked. The Duanjin Sword of the Wanjianmen, who dared to let him be the front pawn of the guest? For a moment, everyone looked serious, and the middle-aged man on the stage frowned even more.

"Haha, please, two fellow Taoists."

"How dare you? Fellow Taoist please first."

"You Taoist sects are just talking nonsense, and I don't want to do it first."

Just as everyone was surprised and speculating, the three of them had already strode into the hall. Seeing the master appear, everyone couldn't help but open their eyes wide. One of the three people took the lead, tall and big, but with dazzling red hair. The two people who followed were dressed up normally, but they could tell at a glance that they were dragons and phoenixes among the people. More importantly, one of the people who faced the right and kind faces was surrounded by this extremely wide heavy sword behind them.

"Isn't it the head of the five swords of Wanjianmen, the mountain-moving sword has arrived!" Seeing the iconic sword behind the back, he saw that the sword was so wide that the middle-aged man on the stage screamed out immediately.

Wanjianmen Moving Mountain Sword, Wanshan! That is, this generation of disciples of Wanjianmen, and the future head of Wanjianmen! The audience was in a panic for a while, and then everyone suddenly realized that no wonder Xiao Ping, the dignified Duanjin Sword, actually claimed to be a front-line pawn to accompany the guest.

"I have seen my seniors when I went down Wanshan." Wanshan, who is the head disciple of Wanjianmen, was not arrogant or impatient, and immediately replied to the middle-aged man.

"I dare not take it, I dare not take it." At this time, the middle-aged man waved his hand quickly. This time he really didn't dare to take it. The disciple in front of him was the head of the Wanjian Sect. Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man immediately noticed that the other two could walk side by side with Wanshan, and even walked forward without hesitation. Who was the sacred person?

"I don't know if you are..." Although the middle-aged man had some speculations in his heart, he did not dare to make arbitrarily judgement and asked with a bow.

"Luo Feng of Taixuan Sect."

"Blood Refining Hall Blood Origin."
Chapter completed!