"Whose ancestor are you? I am your ancestor!"

Youfeng was furious. He had been unlucky enough these days, but he didn't expect to meet such a liar!

How can you act like someone else's ancestor and even ask for money right away?

Without saying anything, he started swearing and then cut off the jade pendant.

"That's not right..."

After his rage, he couldn't help but start to recall the past.

The old liar's voice seems familiar!

Moreover, outsiders cannot access their voice transmission jade pendants...

Before he knew it, he was sweating profusely.

…

A moment later, Youfeng was hung up. His old father, the patriarch of the Tianshi clan, was smiling and nodding while holding the jade pendant that transmitted sound.

"Don't waste your words, hurry up and pay me, at least 1 billion spirit stones!"

A quick voice came from You Jingfeng, and he seemed very angry.

Hearing this, the patriarch's face suddenly showed embarrassment.

"Ancestor, one billion spirit stones are nothing, it's just that we are too far away, and I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up in time."

"That's easy. Ye Lan is in my hands. I've priced her at 1 billion. You can use the Equivalent Transportation Technique right now to bring her back."

After hearing these words, the clan leader was stunned. There was actually such a thing!

"Grandpa...are you going to sell me out?!"

You Ye Lan was struck by lightning, her eyes were filled with tears and she looked hurt.

"Silly girl, how can you call this a bargain? I am protecting you. There will be a big battle here soon!"

Hearing this, You Ye Lan's expression immediately became extremely serious.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa. I wrongly blamed you."

"It's okay, girl. Hand over the money you have on you. It's useless to you anyway."

As soon as these words were spoken, You Ye Lan's emotion disappeared.

There was a flash of white light, the transaction was completed, You Ye Lan disappeared, and You Jingfeng had an extra 1.1 billion spirit stones in his hands.

"Little talisman, take it!"

The old man was full of confidence, waiting for the auction to begin.

As expected, of the three ninth-level talismans, the auctioneer kept one for himself, the old man spent 300 million spirit stones to buy one, and the last one was obtained by a force called Zushen Sect.

You Jingfeng held the talisman in his hand, his eyes shining like stars, and he was so excited that he could hardly control himself.

He felt an unimaginable power from it, which was mysterious, exquisite and beyond all the talismans he had mastered.

"What Miss Ye Lan said is right. This kind of talisman technique can really avoid heavenly calamity. If the family can obtain it..."

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes became extremely complicated.

How can such an incomparable treasure be given away casually? Put yourself in their shoes, if someone dares to ask the Tianshi clan for the secret technique, his end will surely be extremely miserable!

…

At this moment, in the Emperor's Room No. 1, an extremely stunning sword shadow flashed by. Its power was as heavy as the falling of the sky, and its movement was as light as waving a phoenix feather!

The person who made the move was the Sword Master. He avoided everyone's eyes and ears and broke in.

The opponent aimed at Zhou Tong from the beginning, trying to subdue him.

"Fu Nineteen, Heaven and Earth Prison Cage!"

The little witch was quick-witted and quick-handed. She sealed off the space and prevented the aura from leaking out.

"presumptuous!"

Murong Ya moved immediately, holding a long sword and moving forward. The two swords clashed, and the power of the saint quietly spread, making people's heart frightened.

Fortunately, both of them restrained their strength, otherwise the fierce collision between the saints would be enough to raze the area within dozens of miles to the ground!

"Fu Jiushi, Black Coffin!"

Zhou Tong made a move in the nick of time and separated the two men accurately.

"Good move."

The Sword Master's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but praise him, then he pointed the sword at Zhou Tong.

"I won't say any more nonsense. Hand over the sachet of the Glazed Deer. I owe you a favor."

"Your favor is worthless in my eyes."

Zhou Tong shook his head, causing the other person's face to darken instantly.

"Boy, the female saint next to you may have just achieved a breakthrough. She is no match for me."

"So what?"

Zhou Tong raised the corners of his mouth, showing no fear at all.

"Hmph... You are young and full of energy after all. It seems that you have great confidence in your protector. Then I will capture you and let you know the difference!"

After he finished speaking, he actually restrained his breath and became like an ordinary person.

"Don't be nervous. I won't hurt you. I will only capture you alive with my swordsmanship. I hope you won't be stubborn when I put the sword on your neck later."

Murong Yaru was facing a powerful enemy. What the other party said was right. If they confronted head-on, she would be no match for the Sword Saint.

"I'm here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Saint turned into a beam of white light and rushed towards Zhou Tong.

"Don't even think about it!"

Murong Ya took decisive action to intercept, but felt as if she was stuck in a quagmire. Her whole body was enveloped by the vast ocean of sword intent, making it extremely inconvenient for her to move.

"It's over!"

The Sword Master smiled gracefully and came in front of Zhou Tong. The power of his sword dropped dramatically when it pressed down.

It would take the power of a saint to separate Murong Ya, so one would have to be gentle when dealing with Zhou Tong.

He had already reached the level of "Sword Dao" and there was no suspense in capturing Zhou Tong alive.

He had never met anyone in the world who could surpass him in swordsmanship.

However, fate always likes to play jokes.

Even if you are sure of victory, there is still a possibility of failure.

If Zhou Tong had not been reborn, the Sword Saint would indeed be the number one swordsman at that time.

However, facing Zhou Tong, who has the insights of a person who is close to enlightenment, even the future top swordsman would have to bow down in terms of swordsmanship alone.

A flash of cold light appeared, and a shocking gleam flashed!

Zhou Tong suddenly had a black sword in his hand, which collided with the Sword Saint's long sword.

“Shhh…”

Sparks flew, extremely dazzling. It was a clash of swordsmen, but one side was suppressing the other!

"How is that possible?"

The Sword Master's pupils trembled, and he began to feel huge doubts as soon as the two sides came into contact.

That unbalanced feeling was like an ordinary person raising his foot to step on an ant, but ended up stepping on a dragon!

"Go!"

Zhou Tong grinned and shook off the opponent's sword.

If it weren't for the Sword Saint's power, his sword would have been lost by now.

“This is the real end.”

Zhou Tong chuckled, and by the time the Sword Master reacted, his sword was already on his neck.

At this moment, the saint's composure had long been thrown out of the window, and he looked at Zhou Tong as if he were a monster.

"The wordless wisdom is still not enough. Although it can take you to the peak as quickly as possible, it still limits your height in the end!"

After hearing these words, Sword Master was struck by lightning. It seemed as if the other party knew everything about him.

"Little brother... no matter who you are, I will use that sachet to save my life. I'm sorry!"

The title of Sword Saint has changed, but he is still ready to take action.

"You're using John Deer's sachet to save lives. Aren't you afraid of killing people?"

Zhou Tong smiled and threw the sachet to the other party.

"what!!"

The Sword Master was struck by lightning. After a careful investigation, his entire face was filled with anger!

"How dare those bastards from Tiandao Mansion play tricks on me!"

"Don't worry. Maybe I can save the person that this sachet can't save."

Zhou Tong patted the other person on the shoulder, his tone full of confidence.

"If you can save my love, I will become your sworn brother. If you need me in the future, I will never delay!"

The Sword Master grabbed Zhou Tong's hand and spoke excitedly.