After a while, everyone found the person who spoke.
This man is extremely young. He looks like he is only 24 or 25 years old. He is dressed in white, clean and handsome, with a restrained aura. He even holds a cute pet. The only thing that can tell that he is a martial artist is the sword on his back.
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This person is none other than Qin Wentian.
Yin Cheng looked at Qin Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, with a hint of teasing, while Shang Yue beside him looked at Qin Wentian with a hint of contempt. No wonder this person
He was so bold just now and dared to look directly at her. It turned out that he was a lustful person, using sex to embolden his courage. Now that he saw Song Jia, he actually wanted to take advantage of her and take her away with a meteorite.
However, where are the rules of the Tianshan Treasure Hunting Club, whoever takes Song Jia away will not get Qin Wentian's turn.
Song Jia was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Qin Wentian to follow her. She couldn't help but look at Qin Wentian's angel, trying to make him give up. Obviously she didn't want to implicate Qin Wentian anymore.
However, Qin Wentian seemed not to notice, holding a snow-white puppy with a smile on his face, as if he was just doing an ordinary thing.
As for Yang Ting, he showed murderous intent. This man is looking for death.
"Do you know the rules of the Tianshan Treasure Hunting Conference?" Yin Cheng smiled and looked at Qin Wentian and asked indifferently.
"You know, the person who offers the treasure presents the treasure and sets a price. If only one person bids, the treasure will be captured successfully; if there are multiple bids, the treasure must be captured by force." Qin Wentian said calmly, the reason why he wins the treasure every time
The best treasure of the conference is only available to those powerful figures, because no one dares to compete for it.
To seize the treasure by force, those who compete for the treasure will fight, whoever wins will get the treasure, and life and death are very common in the process of fighting with force.
"In that case, are you sure you want to bid?" Yin Cheng asked again.
"Wouldn't it be a good thing if this beautiful woman could serve me?" Qin Wentian nodded with a smile, and immediately Yin Cheng looked at Yang Ting, with a smile in his eyes. At the same time, Yin Cheng continued to ask: "And
No one is participating in the treasure hunt?"
No one said anything. Naturally, they did not want to participate and offend Yin Cheng.
"In that case, Yang Ting, you can win the treasure with this person." Yin Cheng said coldly. Yang Ting suddenly walked out with a smile and came to the wide place in the middle. His eyes glanced at Song Jia.
, half-smilingly: "Don't worry, junior sister, I will definitely not let you fall into the hands of others."
Song Jia's expression was stiff, and she turned back to look at Qin Wentian with a very ugly expression. Yang Ting was ruthless, but his cultivation was very strong. How could Qin Wentian be able to compete with him at the third level of Tiangang? With Qin Wentian's
At his age, even if he has outstanding talent, it would be great to reach the Tiangang realm. Yang Ting will never show mercy to him.
"Are you ready?" Yang Ting walked up to Qin Wentian and said calmly: "Otherwise, if I take action, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
After the words fell, a powerful sword energy erupted from Yang Ting's body. The sword was unsheathed, and wisps of powerful sword power filled the air. He stepped towards Qin Wentian step by step. The sword was suspended above his head, and there was a faint flash of thunder.
"Okay." Qin Wentian felt the power of the opponent's sword and nodded slightly. The scabbard behind him began to vibrate crazily and kept making clicking sounds.
"Perhaps, one sword is enough." After Yang Ting's words fell, there was a loud bang. The sword was like thunder, carrying the power of terrifying thunder and struck out, across the sky, with terrifying pressure passing through the void, the crowd
It was as if he saw a sword of thunder piercing the sky and rushing toward Qin Wentian.
Seeing this stunning sword, everyone felt sorry for Qin Wentian. People from the Jingxiao Sword Sect have extremely strong sword skills. No matter what kind of martial arts you are good at or what kind of martial spirit you have, you can cooperate with the sword. Yang
Ting's sword strike was like thunder across the sky, and like a strong wind tearing open the sea. Even if Qin Wentian was in the same realm as him, he would still be severely injured with one strike.
They saw that Qin Wentian's figure was different, and the sword that cut through the sky came in front of him instantly. Everyone couldn't bear to watch anymore. With this sword falling, Qin Wentian would definitely die.
Song Jia looked pale and closed her eyes, unable to bear to see Qin Wentian being killed with a sword.
"Boom..." A sound of thunder was heard, and the eyes of the crowd suddenly burst into bright light. They stared ahead, and saw that the thunder sword stopped when it landed in front of Qin Wentian.
In front of Qin Wentian, there seemed to be a strange aura. It was not very powerful, but it gave people a strange feeling, as if he was standing there and the sword could not kill him.
Yang Ting's expression suddenly turned livid. He stared at Qin Wentian in front of him. He felt as if his sword had been horribly disturbed.
"Kill!" Yang Ting stretched out his hand, shouted loudly, and pushed the sword in front of Qin Wentian forward, intending to cut Qin Wentian's head.
However, he saw the young man in white walking forward, and his sword took a step back as he moved forward.
At this moment, the trembling scabbard behind Qin Wentian finally moved. There was a crisp sound, the sword was halfway out of the scabbard, and the sword chanted. Yang Ting's body exploded back, but he saw blood in his throat. He stopped and trembled all over.
, a chill on my neck.
Yang Ting stretched out his hand and touched his neck. The tentacles were cold, and traces of blood appeared there. His face was pale, and his heart was beating wildly. With just a trace, he could cut his throat to death with this sword.
The sword in front of Qin Wentian fell powerlessly. He waved his hand and a meteorite flew out and landed in front of Yin Cheng. He said indifferently: "This girl is mine."
Yin Cheng has not recovered yet. What would happen if he faced the sword just now?
The sonic attack was invisible and shadowless. This man actually understood the will of the sword and could kill people in a matter of seconds.
Seeing the flying meteorite, he took it with his palm, looked at Qin Wentian, and asked: "Who are you?"
"A nameless person is not worth mentioning." Qin Wentian said lightly: "Since we are here to seize the treasure today, how can we not be able to seize the treasure?"
With that said, he stepped out and walked towards an unmanned pavilion next to the cliff, sat down casually, and said to Song Jia: "Why don't you come over and serve me."
Song Jia was stunned for a moment, looked at Qin Wentian, and then trotted up behind Qin Wentian. Looking at the back of the white-clothed figure, she took a deep breath. It turned out that the person who came to her house to ask for a drink was actually so strong. At least
He was at the third level of Tiangang cultivation, and his combat power was even more terrifying. Yang Ting's sword stopped in front of him, but it couldn't withstand his sword energy.
"Help me pinch my back." Qin Wentian said lightly. Song Jia was stunned again. Qin Wentian turned around and glared at her.
"Oh." Song Jia nodded, and then helped Qin Wentian pinch his back. She was confused and didn't know what Qin Wentian was thinking. Could it be that he had the same thoughts as Yang Ting?
If Qin Wentian knew what Song Jia was thinking, she would be mad at her. Song Jia didn't want to bring harm to her family, so she was rescued by him by sending him to her door. He was also unlucky, so he had to step in and rescue her again, letting her suffer for the time being, and then he would
Let her go, then Yin Cheng will no longer miss her.
When Yin Cheng saw Qin Wentian ordering Song Jia, he secretly smiled in his heart. It seemed that Song Jia's fate would not be good if she fell into his hands. Qin Wentian would not let such a beauty go.
When Shang Yue saw Qin Wentian take action, she thought he was an extraordinary person, but she didn't expect him to be so vulgar, which made her quite disappointed.
After Yang Ting retreated lonely, Yin Cheng glanced at Qin Wentian again, let him sit there, and then said to the crowd: "Go on, who else has the treasure."
After he finished speaking, he saw someone walking out of the crowd. This person was covered in black clothes and his face could not be seen clearly. Of course, no one was surprised. This was an extremely normal thing in the Tianshan Treasure Hunting Conference.
"What do you have?" someone asked.
The man waved his palm, and a furnace suddenly appeared in the void. A violent and hot air flow filled the furnace, as if a flame wanted to rush out of the furnace.
"I want a thousand meteorites from the fourth level of the sky." The masked man said calmly, and suddenly someone in the crowd, an old man, said, "I want it."
However, in the direction of the Jinyan Family, a young man's eyes flashed, he stared at the stove and said, "This thing belongs to me."
The old man in the crowd narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the young man from the Jinyan family. Knowing his identity, his face froze slightly and said, "That's all."
"Get it." The young man from the Jinyan family said calmly, and someone suddenly walked out beside him.
The strong men of the Golden Flame Family are good at fire abilities. They can swallow strange fires and nourish their blood, making the golden flame blood in their bodies stronger and stronger. This is their unique innate ability, so it is impossible to miss this strange fire.
After the transaction, the masked man in black immediately flashed his figure, blended into the crowd, and left quickly.
After that, people brought out treasures one after another, some were taken away by people sitting in the pavilion, and some were traded with people hidden in the crowd. There was also a dispute.
Qin Wentian had been watching quietly, while Song Jia behind him was pinching his back, which was quite pleasant, but he didn't know that Song Jia gritted her teeth and cursed him secretly in her heart.
"The Tianshan Treasure Hunting Club is really extraordinary. The treasures taken out here are all extraordinary." Qin Wentian murmured. After winning Song Jia, he has never taken action again and has not encountered anything that moved his heart.
At this time, an old man covered in black robes walked out. Only his face could be seen. He was very old. Qin Wentian glanced at him and knew that this man had extraordinary cultivation.
The old man didn't waste any time and took out something directly.
This object is a three-foot golden pen. The moment it is sacrificed, there will be strong spatial power fluctuations, making many people's eyes sparkle.
"This space pen was obtained by an old man by chance. I need a set of skills, top celestial level skills. Who can come up with it." The old man said, making everyone feel frightened. This old man wants skills.
Dharma, and it requires extraordinary skills.
"I want it." In the pavilion, a powerful person said, if this pen falls into the hands of the divine pattern master, even if he is not good at space power, as long as he is good at space divine patterns, he can carve life-saving things.
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Qin Wentian's eyes even shone with a strange light.
This thing is exactly what he needs, and he must get it.
"I want it too." Another person started to compete.
"Yin is also somewhat interested." A sneer appeared at the corner of Yin Cheng's mouth. This pen is definitely a rare treasure. Even if the price charged by the other party is high, it is still worth it.
Everyone's expressions darkened, they didn't expect this thing to cause a sensation.
"This pen is mine."
A cold and indifferent voice came out, causing everyone's eyes to focus on the beautiful woman in the pavilion next to Yincheng.
Shang Yue stared at the space pen, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance, she wanted this thing!