"Oh, I did it on purpose, but I am more familiar with this place than you."
To Lu Yan's surprise, Chu Yan was much calmer than he thought.
And his calmness is definitely not something he pretends to be.
When Lu Yan used his magic, he could even clearly feel that the other party was not only calm, but also a hint of disdain when his eyes looked at him.
The moment he felt this emotion, the anger in Lu Yan's heart suddenly surged up.
It is also the second level of the Earth Yuan Realm, and this place is still where I have been operating for more than ten years. How dare you look down on me?
At this moment, Chu Yan seemed to see what Lu Yan was thinking.
He flipped his palm, grabbed the burning Zhanyan, and glanced at Lu's eyes: "Turn you out mainly because he thinks that you are doing evil things and should die."
After the words came to an end, he slashed out with a knife.
"Extremely angry sword!"
"Hmm?" Lu Yan was stunned when he heard this.
Why do the four words "Extreme Angry Sword Intent" sound familiar?
But the next moment, reality made him unable to think about this issue again.
The furious flames were like the long whip that the gods blew, crackling and in an instant, all the inscriptions covering the room were broken.#@$&
The large inscriptions flew around and were incomplete.
The dazzling light shone stimulating Lu Yan's eyes sore and tears flowed wildly.
The venom that was gushing towards Chu Yan was burned by the flames and immediately disappeared without even a trace of it.
At this moment, Lu Yan felt unprecedented shock, and - crushing.
His body trembled suddenly, and his eyes, which were very distinct from one big and one small, stared at Chu Yan: "You, you are not the second level of the Earth Yuan Realm!"%&(&
His voice was so high that he was like a boar about to be castrated.
"you guess."
Chu Yan had no expression on his face, and took one step forward and slashed out again.
boom!
The entire room, the four walls of the floor, exploded in an instant.
At this moment, on the street outside Fengxing Auction House, people and monks were passing by. Suddenly, a loud noise was heard, as if a thunder exploded, coming from above.
They were so shocked that they looked up quickly, and they immediately saw a floor of the building above the Fengxing Auction House exploded.
The smoke, dust, powder, and the severing flames were sprayed out toward the surroundings at the same time.
The burning wooden frame fell from the air at this moment.
The pedestrians on the street exclaimed loudly while quickly avoiding.
The monks in Fengxing Auction House also felt this extraordinary vibration at this moment and hurriedly ran out from it and looked up.
"What's going on?"
"Fengxing Auction House exploded!"
"what happened?"
"Do away quickly!"
"The roof of the building is about to collapse, get out of here!"
There was a chaotic situation on the street for a while.
Just as everyone's shocked and suspicious eyes were filled with a figure suddenly shot out from the rolling smoke.
"Someone is out!" someone shouted on the ground.
But the next moment, everyone saw the figure flying out, like a half-charred broken pocket, falling from the air, and with a bang, it smashed a big hole on the ground.
"This person is ..."
"Is it Manager Lu?"
"It's really Manager Lu!"
Some people recognized the person's identity from the figure and clothing that fell down, which was Lu Yan, the owner of Fengxing Auction House.
But at this time, Lu Yan looked really miserable.
One eye seemed to have been poached, leaving only a bloody hole.
A deep bone-visible wound also appeared on his body, tearing from his left shoulder to the right hip bone.
With this wound, Lu's eyes almost tore in half.
At this moment, Lu Yan fell to the ground, and his chest was slightly undulating, but looking at this, he had more breathing and less breathing, so there was nothing to live.
Just as everyone was surprised and wondering what accident happened to Fengxing Auction House, there was another scream outside the crowd.
The next moment, a black shadow fell straight from the air, as fast as lightning, and with a thud, it seemed to hit everyone's hearts, piercing Lu Yan's chest upright and nailed it to the ground.
The blood fountain snorted and sprayed a height of ten feet, then turned into a bloody rain and fell on Lu Yan's body.
Lu Yan's body was folded by the force, and then he fell to the ground weakly with a click. The hole's eyes looked at the sky, and there was no sound at all.
At this time, the people around him could see clearly that what was inserted into Lu Yan was the black stick he usually used for spiritual weapon.
The stick was slightly thicker than the adult's arms. It fell down at this time, almost smashing Lu Yan's chest.
The battle between monks is much more tragic than this.
But at this time Lu Yan died in the city.
Mortals still occupy the majority in the city.
So at this time, when he saw Lu Yan's miserable death and the terrifying explosion that had just happened, the scene was suddenly in great panic and chaos after a moment of silence.
Outside the crowd running around, you could vaguely hear the call "The City Lord's Mansion is dispatched."
But amid the cries and screams, the sound seemed insignificant.
At this time, in this building of Fengxing Auction House, Chu Yan walked forward expressionlessly.
His right hand was still holding Zhan Yan, and in his left hand, he was holding an eyeball that originally belonged to Lu Yan.
Lu Yan's eyes were big and small. At this time, Chu Yan was holding his big-eyed eyeball that was obviously different from ordinary people.
This is not the first time Chu Yan has held his eyeball.
But the old emperor's eyes were a magic weapon, not an ordinary thing, and when held in his hands, it was a bit cold.
But Lu Yan is different, it is wet, sticky, and hot.
To be honest, the feel is not very good.
But Chu Yan needed this eyeball at this moment, so he could only endure it.
This Fengxing Auction House is one of the places where the Monsoon Pond hides treasures.
In this regard, Monsoon Pond is still quite smart.
He did not hide the treasure in a treasure house like others, then set a ban or send someone to guard it.
Instead, an auction house was opened directly in an ordinary city.
Then let your capable subordinates be responsible for the business here while guarding their treasure house.
In this case, some treasures that are not very convenient to see the light will be convenient to be circulated through auction houses, which can be said to be a win-win situation.
As for Lu Yan's identity, it is related to a hidden organization established by Monsoon Pond.
Chu Yan learned from the information dug out from Monsoon Tang's mind that one of Monsoon Tang's wishes was to start a sect.
The organization he already owns now is the prototype of the sect he will establish in the future.
As one of the eighteen blood generals, Lu Yan would be one of the eighteen blood generals. If Monsoon Tang really establishes a sect, he would be an elder-level figure.
But now, the future elder is already a dead elder.
Thinking of these thoughts in his mind, Chu Yan quickly walked to a corridor in Fengxing Auction House.