"Where did you come from, a wild girl! How dare I, the Sanren, snatch the Heavenly Sword Token!" The guest room of the Netherworld Sanren immediately emitted a majestic soul power and directed towards the VIP room of the girl who dared to compete with him for the Heavenly Sword Token.
Kill.
"You Ming Sanren, you should understand the rules of this auction house." Suddenly, another majestic soul power rushed out and directly dispersed the soul power of Nether Ming Sanren.
"Oh, I got it." Netherworld Sanren replied with some fear and stopped making trouble. After all, the shopkeeper of Haotian Auction House is not that simple. After all, he is the top person in Liuqian cultivation. Even if he is
He Netherworld Sanren didn't dare to offend him too much.
"Then I'll bid you 600,000 yuan!" Netherworld Sanren said, his voice was quite cold and full of murderous intent.
"Seven hundred thousand!" Suddenly, the girl's cold voice rang out again, and Netherworld's face became even colder as he sat on the big tiger-skin chair.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Little girl, I'll give it to you. I don't know if you can hold it!!" Netherworld Sanren said a word quietly, and then he was speechless. He stood up and was about to leave. If
If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid my life will be in danger.
Qi Kongming also stood up. The auction was now over, and the next step was to collect his auction proceeds.
There was also the overt and covert fighting outside the auction house. Under the guidance of a maid, Qi Kongming and his party quickly arrived at the private room that they had entered last time.
"Sir, this is the porcelain vase you photographed." Suddenly, Wen Lan walked in holding the porcelain vase.
"Thank you, Miss Wenlan. In that case, I'll leave first." Qi Kongming put the porcelain bottle away and was about to leave.
"Young Master, do you know the function of this porcelain bottle? Can you tell me?" Wen Lan said in a charming voice. Yang Chuxi, who was behind Qi Kongming, pulled Dugu Xing to leave first.
"No, I don't know what the purpose of this porcelain bottle is. I just bought it for fun." Qi Kongming smiled slightly and left with Yang Chuxi and Dugu Xing.
Wenlan stood up from his seat, smiled faintly, and said, "This direct disciple of the master of the Xuanwu Sect is really a little different."
Wen Lan walked out of the private room and walked back, and saw a middle-aged man feeding the goldfish in the pond in the rear courtyard.
"Dad." Wen Lan walked to his side and called obediently.
"Today's auction performance was pretty good." This is Wen Yinglong, the manager of Haotian Auction House!
"In the end, Dad had to take action." Wenlan said modestly.
"Hahaha, that Netherworld Sanren is not something that a little girl like you can suppress, but he is probably not having a good time now. I'm afraid there will be no peace this night." Wen Yinglong laughed and touched Wenlan's head.
, and prepared to leave.
While the auction was going on, it was already night without realizing it, and time really flew by.
"But dad, how do you know that young master is a direct disciple of the leader of the Xuanwu Holy Sect?" Wen Lan grabbed Wen Yinglong and asked.
"Oh, I saw you last time when I accompanied the patriarch to the Xuanwu Sect to watch the ceremony. If I hadn't happened to see him last night, I'm afraid you wouldn't have let me go into the private room to wait, right?" Wen Yinglong said, and Wenlan lowered her head in embarrassment.
"He just got a copper card. There is no rule that people of this level can enter the private room that only VIPs can enter." Wenlan murmured to himself.
When Wen Yinglong saw it, he laughed loudly and left. It seemed that he would not be able to stay idle tonight.
His eyes turned back to Qi Kongming, who was walking towards the inn, saying something.
"I always feel like I've heard that voice somewhere?" Qi Kongming muttered to himself unconsciously.
Yang Chuxi and Dugu Xing suddenly heard what he said, and she came over.
"You mean the girl who made the bid?" Yang Chuxi said lightly, and Qi Kongming was startled.
"Can you please stop scaring me like this? Do you know that people can be frightened to death?" Qi Kongming covered his heart, his heart was still beating wildly at this moment.
"Hehe, I'm not a human being." Yang Chuxi said very playfully. Qi Kongming was speechless. Well, he really is not a human being.
"By the way, if you are talking about that girl, she is in trouble now." Yang Chuxi said lightly, and Qi Kongming immediately felt a little worried. If she really was someone he knew, he should save her.
"Where is she now?" Qi Kongming said anxiously, while Yang Chuxi still had an innocent smile on her face.
"Okay, okay, tell me what you want?" Qi Kongming said helplessly.
"Do I look like that kind of person?" Yang Chuxi said calmly, Qi Kongming shook his head helplessly, yes you are not that kind of person, but you are a monster.
"You're not, you're not, okay." Qi Kongming became increasingly anxious because he remembered where he had heard this voice.
"Do you have anything to do with that woman?" Yang Chuxi suddenly looked at Qi Kongming with an ambiguous look.
Qi Kongming suddenly felt embarrassed. This? It seems to have nothing to do with it?
"Okay, okay, I'll take you there." Yang Chuxi suddenly pulled Qi Kongming and Duguxing and flew up.
Qi Kongming looked helpless, this is the advantage of being able to fly.
Suddenly, Qi Kongming sensed the pressure in the distance.
That is?
Qi Kongming looked in one direction, where he had already left the city, but he could feel that there was a big battle there.
"There are a few people over there who have set up a large formation and are besieging a sinister person." Yang Chuxi seemed to know what Qi Kongming was thinking, and said.
"Oh, that should be the Netherworld Sanren. He does a lot of evil and will get his own retribution." Qi Kongming said calmly and didn't care. The big thing was not his turn.
Qi Kongming had seen this person's introduction in the mission list in the Xuanwu Sect's Deacon Hall early in the morning, and of course he knew the name of this Netherworld Sanren and the bad things he had done.
"Okay, we're here." Yang Chuxi and Qi Kongming landed on a house, but there were no lights in the house. It had just fallen into the night and there were no lights here. It should be an uninhabited place.
"Look." Yang Chuxi pointed to the complicated alleyway below and said. Qi Kongming followed Yang Chuxi's hand and sure enough, there was the figure of the woman, but there were some people chasing her behind her.
From this height, we can only get a rough idea, but we can't tell the full story.
Qi Kongming jumped up and headed towards another house.
"You take the star with you, I'll go over and take a look." Qi Kongming said in Yang Chuxi's ear before leaving.
Yang Chuxi looked at Qi Kongming's retreating figure, sighed inexplicably, and flew towards the inn.
In an alleyway, Jian Wushuang was wearing a silk scarf on his face, but it was impossible to see his true face at this night.
There was a group of people chasing her behind her. As soon as she left the Haotian Auction House, she chose a remote alley and got in. She didn't expect that although Netherworld Sanren was trapped, he actually had men chasing her.
He killed her and found her very quickly. It seemed that the Netherworld San people had left some kind of guidance mark on her body. Otherwise, how could it be like this?
Jian Wushuang suddenly stopped walking and headed towards the roof. Her pursuer quickened his pace and flew up to the roof.
Jian Wushuang glanced behind her coldly, and suddenly her figure dodged to the side, but someone rushed out of her shadow. Just a little bit away, she might lose her life!
Jian Wushuang stopped, his sword was instantly unsheathed, and a burst of sword energy spurted out, directly covering this person, but only for a moment!
What a fast sword!
But! Ding! Ding! Ding…
Several metal collision sounds were heard, and the man's clothes instantly shattered into pieces, but his true face was revealed.
There are countless black hairs on his body, and his eyes are actually full of red, bloodthirsty red!
Zombies!!
It's a zombie!
No wonder, even Jian Wushuang’s sword energy can’t hurt the opponent!
This is not a zombie among the dead in the underworld. It is a zombie refined by humans. It is man-made and not naturally formed.
No wonder the Netherworld Sanren are wanted. The art of refining zombies is a forbidden art. Only the Nether Sect can refine it with corpses, and it can only be refined after it is made public and under the supervision of all the Holy Sects, because the Nether Sect can refine it with corpses.
The refined zombies are refined with demon corpses, not zombies refined by humans!
Seeing that this zombie has a cultivation level of four qian, it means that this zombie was at least refined by a demon slayer with a cultivation level of 4 qian.
Jian Wushuang was shocked when he saw the zombie. He suddenly danced out the sword in his hand, not to hurt the enemy, but to defeat the enemy!
Several blasts of sword energy directly knocked the zombie away, and Jian Wushuang walked away directly.
But being held back by this zombie, the other people who were chasing Jian Wushuang have already caught up with him. If he guessed correctly, these people are also zombies.
But the zombie that can come out of Jian Wushuang's shadow is probably a special zombie!
Sure enough, the zombie merged into the shadow again.
Suddenly, the zombie rushed out from Jian Wushuang's shadow and grabbed Jian Wushuang's neck with both hands.
Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, and a slightly transparent spiritual power burst out from all over his body to directly shake the zombie away. The sharp sword in his hand directly turned into a phantom, instantly covering the zombie's body, and the zombie immediately closed its eyes.
, actually resisted directly, and Jian Wushuang's sword had no effect on it at all!
Jian Wushuang stepped back and looked at the zombie. When he saw its eyes open, he understood something instantly.
"Nine Swords Style! Return to One Style!" The spiritual power in Jian Wushuang's body circulated instantly, and the sword in his hand struck out quickly. Everything seemed to be converging on such a sword. The speed was so fast that no one could react.
All the zombie's movements seemed to be in slow motion, and Jian Wushuang's sword was the fastest thing in the world. It pierced directly into the zombie's right eye, and the sword energy spurted out.
Even for zombies, this is a vulnerable place!
Although the zombie didn't know the pain, it was severely injured in an instant. The originally red right eye turned into a hole, and only some green blood could be seen slowly flowing out of the hole, mixed with some milky white, which was really disgusting.
Jian Wushuang turned around to leave, but he didn't expect that the zombie would grab Jian Wushuang's thigh with one hand even after he fell to the ground, and was about to grab it.
The hands of zombies are extremely vicious, and their hands definitely contain corpse poison!
Moreover, the nails on its hands have long been transformed into sharp weapons, which can instantly break through the thin layer of clothing on Jian Wushuang's thighs. Of course, Jian Wushuang also immediately covered his thighs with spiritual power, which it cannot break through yet.
.
But it succeeded in delaying Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang suddenly slashed with his sword, trying to cut off the zombie's hand directly, but except for the eyes, other parts of it were extremely hard. Even Jian Wushuang's sword plus her sword energy
, and still can’t do anything.
"Huh!" Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand suddenly emitted a strange cold light. When he moved, it penetrated the zombie's arm, and the zombie's arm was broken at the sound.
Jian Wushuang swung the zombie's arm out immediately, and the whole person instantly turned into a phantom. Just as she was about to leave, several zombies suddenly appeared directly in front of her, making her stop.
"Hmph! I really didn't expect that even my special zombies couldn't keep you, so I had to take action myself!" One of the zombies actually spoke directly, a zombie with a five-dollar cultivation level! And it turned out to be directly controlled by Netherworld Sanren!
"Do you still have time to stop me?" Jian Wushuang asked back, his tone was very cold.
"Of course I'm free. Do you think those people can stop me? But they are really annoying. I can't come and kill you in person, but these zombies are enough! Little girl, I'd better leave the Heavenly Sword Order behind. I
I can leave you a whole corpse!" The zombie controlled by Netherworld Sanren said hoarsely. At the same time, the zombies blocking Jian Wushuang gradually turned into a circle, and there were several zombies coming behind Jian Wushuang, and there were still zombies on the ground.