"Old guy, I think you are here to cause trouble. Where do you think the Zhenwu Auction House is? How can you allow a one-armed cripple like you to run wild!"
The young appraiser just finished speaking.
The figures in Jianbao Pavilion flickered, and more than a dozen martial arts monks holding sharp swords sprang out in an instant.
These martial arts monks all have a good aura, and at worst they are masters of the spiritual martial arts master level.
Without any hesitation, they directly launched their killing move against Mo Lingyun.
Anyone who dares to cause trouble at the auction will be killed on the spot without mercy.
This is the consistent purpose of Zhenwu Auction House!
Just when the sharp sword energy was about to hit Mo Lingyun, a sneer escaped from the corner of this one-armed crippled man's mouth.
"Crippled? Today I will show you how this crippled man behaves wildly!"
"Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang..."
Accompanied by loud metal collisions.
After dozens of sword energy slashed at Mo Lingyun's body, they were blocked by a body-protecting divine gang.
A terrifying aura and pressure suddenly erupted on the one-armed old man.
A silver needle flew out of his hand.
"Whoosh!"
The silver light flashed at an incredible speed.
In an instant, more than ten martial arts masters all fell to the ground and died.
Their eyebrows all had a little red mark.
A silver needle instantly killed more than a dozen martial arts masters. How could this one-armed cripple be so terrifying
"Help...Help, someone is coming! Killing!"
The beautiful staff member who brought Mo Lingyun into the Zhenwu Jianbao Pavilion.
At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was shaking with fear!
She ran out of the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion with a look of fear on her face, screaming crazily and begging for help!
For a moment, all the martial arts guards who were holding an auction at the front desk were all watching.
The top brass of Zhenwu Auction were also alarmed!
Even the experts from all parties who were participating in the auction all exploded!
"Who is he? He dares to cause trouble at the Zhenwu Auction. Is he risking his life?"
"In this auction, I heard that there is a Dharma Saint, two Martial Saints, and three powerful men of the world sitting in charge. Ten Tianwu Grandmasters are also stationed among them. No matter who he is, he dares to cause trouble and kill people at the Zhenwu Auction. , is undoubtedly seeking death!”
"Haha! It's interesting. In this Xuanwu City, I have never heard of anyone who dares not to give face to Zhenwu Auction House!"
The melon-eating monks who came from all over the country to participate in the auction were talking about it.
Things have obviously gotten serious!
But at this moment, there was no trace of panic on Mo Lingyun's face.
He looked calm and just sighed slightly.
It seems that we can no longer hide our identity today!
If that's the case, let's hide it no more!
The tasks assigned by Senior Qin must be completed.
This was his only hope of reshaping his broken limb.
Mo Lingyun's eyes narrowed.
A terrifying sword energy suddenly erupted on him.
The fierce sword light soared into the sky and swept tens of thousands of meters high in an instant. Even the clouds in the sky were wiped out and dissipated by the sword energy.
The terrifying coercion of the extremely powerful gods suddenly descended!
In the auction, thousands of monks were shocked.
"This...sword energy breaks through the sky and sweeps across the sky. The cold light of the sword is tens of thousands of meters away. Is this the arrival of the powerful Martial God?"
"Oh my God, could it be that the person causing trouble in the Zhenwu Pavilion is actually a martial arts boss?"
"This is the legendary Martial God boss. Even if he is the head of the Kunlong Empire, he must be treated with great courtesy. What on earth did the Zhenwu Auction House do to anger such a powerful man?"
"Whatever, it would be a shame if you don't take a good look at such a lively scene. Everyone, you can go to the auction first. I'll go outside and take a look!"
"Brother, don't worry, let's go together!"
Suddenly, all the monks who were participating in the auction jumped into the air and flew to the roof in the blink of an eye.
At this time, on the highest eaves of Zhenwu Auction House, a one-armed man stood with his hands behind his back.
Under his feet was a young man who looked like a dead dog!
Many monks knew this young man.
This person is Zheng Tianxiu, the chief appraiser of Zhenwu Auction House and a close disciple of Master Zhenxuan.
The one-armed man exuded immense tyranny and coercion.
This pressure is so powerful that it is rarely seen in the world!
At this time, in the auction pavilion, one after another extremely powerful auras rose into the sky again.
Almost all the high-level officials in Zhenwu Auction came here.
There are more than a thousand martial arts masters and more than two hundred magicians, ready to fight!
The atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.
The whole place was dead silent!
At this time, an old man with an immortal spirit stood up.
"Who are you? Why are you causing trouble and killing people at my Zhenwu auction, and humiliating my disciples like this? I ask myself that we are not acquainted with you, and we have never had any troubles. If my disciple is in any way negligent, please look at it. For my sake, let’s forget the past and I’m willing to apologize personally!”
"Who are you? What qualifications do you have for me to give you face? You are just a peak Dharma Saint. You are not qualified to rely on your old age in front of me!"
At this moment, Mo Lingyun was extremely powerful.
It seems that the former sword god has returned.
He stepped lightly with his left foot, and Zheng Tianxiu's head was crushed alive in front of all the monks!
"How unreasonable, do you really think that there is no one in our Zhenwu Auction House?"
A majestic man holding a long knife flew into the air.
The knife struck Mo Lingyun fiercely.
The terrifying sword light exudes the power of breaking mountains and breaking rocks.
Most of the monks present knew this sword-wielding man. This man was the deputy master of the Zhenwu Pavilion, the Crazy Sword Martial Saint Liu Yixiao.
He is one of the ten most famous martial saints in the Kunlong Empire.
"Noisy!"
Mo Lingyun didn't even look at him, but gently stretched out his left hand and flicked his fingers.
A silver needle flew out of his hand.
The next second, the famous Crazy Sword Martial Saint flew out.
His eyebrows were pierced by a sword energy, and he was smashed to the ground, dying!
A generation of martial saint was killed instantly with one finger
Thousands of monks were collectively shocked!
Everyone gasped!
Everyone was stunned, as if they were petrified!
"Killing a strong Martial Saint in an instant is definitely not something that ordinary strong men in the divine realm can do. Who is this one-armed strong man, and he is so terrifying?"
"The terrifying sword power exuded by this man can only be compared to the number one sword god in the mainland, Lingyun Sword God. Could it be said...?"
"It's impossible. Lingyun Sword God died thirty years ago, and there are rumors in the world that Lingyun Sword God was handsome. How could he be such a plain-looking one-armed old man?"
Just when a group of monks were discussing.
Master Zhenxuan asked with an extremely livid face: "What do you want, Your Excellency?"
"It's very simple. I don't want to cause trouble, nor do I want to go on a killing spree. Your Zhenwu Auction House has accepted the personal ring from one of my seniors. I was entrusted by my seniors to find the treasure. Today, you will hand over Cashier's Ring, I'll let this go, if you insist on hiding it, no one in your Zhenwu Auction will be able to leave alive today!"
(End of chapter)