The auction went on as scheduled, and just as the sun rose, Han Yu walked out of the courtyard and slowly walked towards the auction hall in the central area.
After a few steps, the person who met Kongtong Holy Land came out, an old man in front, Luo Kong and Ji Tong in the back. The old man's eyes flicked to Han Yu, and he moved away without stopping too long. When Luo Kong saw Han Yu, he subconsciously wanted to avoid him, but he quickly looked at Han Yu provocatively. With the presence of his own senior masters, he was no longer afraid of Han Yu. Ji Tong smiled and nodded to Han Yu.
It seems that Luo Kong did not tell the people in Kongtong Holy Land that he was taught by Han Yu. Think about it too, as the arrogance of the Kongtong faction, how can I say it.
"Han, I, Luo Kong, wrote down the humiliation that day." Suddenly, Luo Kong's voice transmission sounded in Han Yu's ears.
Han Yu didn't even bother to look at Luo Kong, Luo Kong snorted heavily, turned his head and walked away with his own family.
Han Yu walked unhurriedly behind the Kongtong Holy Land, about two hundred meters away from the auction hall. Suddenly, a fierce murderous aura came from behind, slashing Han Yu's back like a big knife.
Han Yu stopped, and the people in the Kongtong Holy Land in front also sensed murderous aura and stopped.
Han Yu turned around and saw a tall black-clothed man standing at the intersection not far away, with a gloomy face that was about to drip out of water, his eyes filled with terrifying murderous light.
"Han Yu, you really can't find a place to break through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it, and you will die!" The man said in a low voice.
After speaking, I heard a bang, and the man hit Han Yu like a cannonball, punching the void in front of Han Yu to pieces.
With such an aura, even the old man in the Kongtong Holy Land behind him could not help but change color slightly.
"Wu Sheng's mid-term lotus transformation?" Han Yu snorted lightly, took half a step forward with his left foot, shook hands with his right hand into a fist, and punched out. The terrifying vitality, like a big dragon gushing out from the dantian, rushed to the arm and gathered on the fist.
"boom!"
The fists of the two slammed together heavily, and their vitality collided and exploded, forming a terrible wave that dispersed to the four sides. The people who came out were all discolored, and hurriedly propped up the shield to limit the air waves to a very small range. Otherwise, this air wave would be enough to raze the Sword Casting City to the ground.
The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and with a muffled groan, he stepped back and stepped back, smashing the ground with each step.
Han Yu didn't retreat, but with him at the center, the ground within a radius of 100 zhang exploded. This is because he controlled the power, otherwise the auction hall would be shattered.
"What a powerful force!" The old man in Kongtong Holy Land narrowed his eyes slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
This confrontation shocked the Wangu Pavilion and everyone who came to participate in the auction.
"Who are you?" Han Yu asked calmly.
The man looked at Han Yu gloomily. Han Yu's calmness surprised him. This calmness was a little scary.
"Qiu Tian's eighteenth cavalry boss Wu Potian!" The man said in a low voice, every word had to be attacked with a terrifying sound wave, causing the sky to shake violently.
Han Yu looked at Wu Potian with a blank expression. He had long heard that Wu Potian was the most terrifying being among the eighteen Qiutian cavalry. By comparison, it is not an order of magnitude at all.
"Han, I don't think you're dead today!" Luo Kong sneered again and again, wishing that Wu Potian would act immediately and kill Han Yu.
"Shu!" Suddenly, a figure appeared in the middle of the two, and it was like no time.
"You two, fighting is forbidden here, please give me another face, and that's it for today!" Wugu bowed his hands to the two of them, neither humble nor arrogant.
"I'll kill you next time!" Wu Potian didn't talk nonsense, he walked towards the auction hall after speaking, and he passed Han Yu without even looking at Han Yu, extremely arrogant.
"It's a pity, I have to wait for the next time to see a good show." Luo Kong thought, and he felt the same pity, Ren Feichen and Cao Yangxu.
"Brother Han, are you alright?" Wugu walked over and asked.
"It's okay." Han Yu said lightly.
"Brother Han, you have to beware of this person. It is said that this person's cultivation of the Heaven-shattering Sabre has reached the peak. He is a tricky person."
Han Yu nodded, he would not underestimate Wu Potian.
This was just a small disturbance, and everyone walked into the auction hall one after another. As soon as he started, Han Yu felt a sword-like gaze on him. An old man sat next to Wu Potian, looking at Han Yu murderously.
Han Yu was not afraid and responded calmly.
The old man snorted heavily and looked away. Han Yu handed the invitation to the people at Wangu Pavilion and took his seat. As Han Yu came in, no one came in until the auction time came.
"Wanggu Pavilion only invited people from three sects for this auction." Han Yu was very surprised. In the hall, there are only four people from different forces, namely Fengyun Holy Land, Kongtong Holy Land, Yuxu Holy Palace, and Han Yu. Han Yu had to stop later.
Not only Han Yu was surprised, but also the people from those sects.
The people from Wangu Pavilion had already started to prepare for the auction. Suddenly Luo Kong turned his head to look at Han Yu with bad intentions, and said provocatively, "The surnamed Han, I am here today, you don't want to shoot anything."
Han Yu quietly shot two cold beams in his eyes, Luo Kong shrank his neck subconsciously in fright.
"Young people should not be too murderous!" The old man in Kongtong Holy Land turned his head and looked at Han Yu in warning.
"Take care of your own people first!" Han Yu responded coldly.
"Humph!" The old man of Kongtong Holy Land snorted heavily and turned his head away.
Ren Feichen and Cao Yangxu looked at Han Yu with malicious intent. On the other hand, Wu Potian didn't look at Han Yu again after he came in.
"Everyone, thank you very much for coming to our auction. Zhang represents Wangu Pavilion here, thank you very much!" Zhang Lao bowed his hands to everyone.
Except for Han Yu, the people present were all people from major forces and backgrounds, but they all clasped their fists in return politely.
After being polite, Mr. Zhang cut to the chase and said, "This time we only auction one thing..."
Before Zhang Lao's words were finished, there were several voices of surprise. Even Han Yu looked at Zhang Lao in surprise. The auction will only auction one thing. Is this a joke for everyone
It's okay to say that this thing is irrelevant to everyone. If everyone needs it, isn't it going to kill everyone
Zhang Lao smiled and stretched out his hand, saying: "Everyone, don't be impatient, please listen to me. Although this auction is only one piece, everyone present can take it."
Everyone was even more puzzled. How could everyone take pictures of the same thing? Can it be shredded and divided