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Chapter 668 Who wants to take the sword, let's do it

Before Ye Chen reached into his pocket, everyone thought that Ye Chen would bring out some priceless treasure. Who would have thought, but the result was completely different.

Ye Chen's fingertips sparkled with silver, and it was a one-yuan coin, which surprised everyone.

However, Ye Chen didn't care and raised the coin high with a smile on his face.

"This sword is so broken and has been around for too long. If I give you a piece, it should be enough, right?"

After he finished speaking, he twisted his fingers, and the coin drew an arc, flew straight to the auction platform, and was held in Lu Zhengyu's hand.

"This guy..." Lu Zhengyu looked at this ordinary coin and was speechless, shaking his head secretly in his heart.

He had already told Ye Chen before that he would hand over the final ownership of the sword to Ye Chen, but he believed that Ye Chen would at least bring out some valuable treasures, so that he would finally hand over the broken sword to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen would not be too biased.

But now Ye Chen only took out a one-yuan coin, which was nothing compared to the priceless treasures taken out by the other four kings. But, in the end, he had to hand over the broken sword.

To Ye Chen.

Such plot-washing made him dumbfounded.

The others didn't know what Lu Zhengyu was thinking. Bibo Yanke had a mocking look on his face and snorted coldly.

"Ye Lingtian, are you kidding us?"

"Since you have no intention of bidding, why don't you come up and make trouble? You took out a one-dollar coin and wanted to bid with us?"

Pang Meng smiled and shook his head gently: "Emperor Ye, your joke is really interesting!"

Gujiang Diaosou didn't even look at Ye Chen, he just sneered and sat down, while Li Xie's eyes were burning and he glanced back and forth at Ye Chen and Lu Zhengyu, as if he had noticed something.

Faced with the questions from the two centuries-old kings, Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Bibo Yanke, wagging his finger lightly.

"You're mistaken, I don't want to bid with you!"

"I am determined to win this sword!"

After he finished speaking, the expressions of the four kings all changed.

"What did you say?"

The old man fishing in the Gujiang River is getting old, but his eyes are filled with cold light.

"Ye Lingtian, you are a newly rising king, and you do have some abilities, but don't think you are invincible. Four of us, century-old kings, are here. How dare you speak so brazenly?"

"Who owns this broken sword? It depends on ability and strength. Why do you want to keep it to yourself?"

Ye Chen put one hand in his pocket and didn't care.

"This broken sword now belongs to the Lu family. Who can get it is decided by the Lu family. Why don't we ask the owner?"

He raised his hand and pointed at Lu Zhengyu, whom he had already made eye contact with.

Lu Zhengyu frowned slightly. Ye Chen's behavior was tantamount to asking him to directly hand over the ownership of the broken sword to him. But in this way, Ye Chen would become the target of public criticism and be targeted by four century-old kings.

Obviously, Ye Chen was about to break his face, but he didn't understand why Ye Chen suddenly changed his mind and wanted to take the sword in the most arrogant manner.

Following Ye Chen's finger, the four Gujiang fishermen all looked towards Lu Zhengyu.

"Brother Lu, what does he mean by this?"

Among the four hundred-year-old kings, none of them are old and mature. Ye Chen just said a word, and they have already noticed something fishy.

Lu Zhengyu knew that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. He immediately grabbed the remaining sword with his palm and sucked it into his hand.

"As Emperor Ye said, I will give this broken sword to Emperor Ye!"

He held the broken sword and faced Ye Chen, his voice echoing through the entire auction house.

The moment he finished speaking, four tyrannical pressures descended directly on the audience. Each pressure formed a world of its own, forming a whirlwind that pressed the auction house into it. The entire auction house was trembling and threatened to collapse at any time.

Towards.

The rest of the people present, whether they were in the Transcendent Realm, the Martial Master, or the peerless geniuses like Luo Ziyuan and Li Qingyu, all felt their whole bodies sinking, their soles almost touching the ground, as if the gravity had doubled in an instant.

"Lu Zhengyu!"

Bibo Yanke's eyes were cold and he shouted loudly.

"We have been friends for hundreds of years, and you actually want to play tricks on us behind our backs?

We each produced a priceless ancient treasure, Ye Lingtian just produced a coin, you have to give him the broken sword, you have already secretly reached an agreement, right?"

Gujiang Diaosou's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his body's true energy was already surging.

"Lu Zhengyu, you and I have a long-term friendship, but today, anyone who stops me from taking the Broken Sword is my enemy. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Pang Meng's palms were gleaming with blood, his fingers were long and slender, and his eyes were already narrowed.

"Mr. Lu, the Lu Family Auction has been passed down for hundreds of years. This is the tenth one. It has always been known for its fairness and justice, but you have disappointed me so much today!"

Li Xie put his hands behind his back and seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but his whole body was full of aura, which already made his attitude clear.

Each of the four hundred-year-old kings is determined to win this broken sword that contains the secret of immortality. They all have a fighting spirit and have no intention of giving in.

Lu Zhengyu stood on your auction stage, frowning when he felt that the auras of the four people were about to tear the auction room apart.

Although he was also king-level, facing the power of four people, even he was under great pressure at this moment. Just when the four people's aura locked him, Ye Chen finally made a move.

He took a step forward and stamped his foot on the ground.

When his foot fell, the entire auction house was shaken, but there was no sense of collapse. Instead, an invisible force exploded from under his feet and crashed into the air net surrounded by the four people.

"puff!"

A soft sound came out, and the energy was torn from the middle of the air network, cutting off the combined breaths of the four people, pulling them into two pieces, and then separated them in the air.

Ye Chen walked forward step by step along the split passage and walked straight to the auction stage.

"Um?"

The four hundred-year-old kings all looked at each other in amazement and were stunned. The aura on their bodies increased again, and the four colors of true energy gathered into a raging wave, pushing and squeezing toward the center.

The four-color light scattered in the auction house, and Ye Chen appeared small and inconspicuous among them. However, no matter how powerful the four-color air waves were and how bright the light was, Ye Chen always stood in the center, and the energy could not touch his body.

Within half a foot.

"Ye Lingtian, with one person's power, tore apart the Qi wall built by four century-old kings?"

Luo Ziyuan has the highest level of cultivation among the younger generation and has reached the transcendent realm. When she saw the scene in front of her, her beautiful eyes were shocked and her tone was full of disbelief.

Among the hundred-year-old kings, which one does not have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and whose cultivation stuns the world?

But now, Ye Chen actually used his own strength to resist the storm of momentum of four people, and he did not fall behind.

Ye Chen had no reaction to the pressure of the four people, and the expression on his face remained the same. He reached out to the auction table and took the broken sword from Lu Zhengyu's hand! With the broken sword, the four century-old kings all had one-eyed pupils.

He shrunk and immediately became furious.

But before they could speak, Ye Chen raised the broken sword first and faced them.

"This sword has fallen into my hands and has nothing to do with the Lu family and Haoyuan Hotel!"

"If you want to get the sword, ask me!"

He glanced at the four people one by one, with a stern look, and an awe-inspiring fighting spirit swept the entire place.

"Whoever wants to seize the sword should take action?"


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