“So many people are looking for death!”

Xu Yang sneered. So what if he was in the Nascent Soul stage? In front of him, he was just an ant!

Xu Yang lightly stretched out a finger, and it collided with the folding fan dagger of the person who came!

There was no earth-shattering explosion. The folding fan dagger of the person who came turned into sand in an instant and dissipated into the air.

"Puff..." She spat out a mouthful of blood. The moment her fingers collided with Xu Yang's, it was as if she had hit a huge mountain. Her bones made crackling sounds, and she flew backwards and slammed into a wall.

Bang...

After falling to the ground, the man's meridians and Yuanying were completely destroyed, his bones were broken, and he was already on the verge of death.

In fact, this was the result of Xu Yang holding back, otherwise Xu Yang could have made it disappear on the spot without leaving any trace in the world.

"how……

How could it be possible? When did Qizhou have such a powerful person? "

The visitor murmured to himself, his face full of despair and disbelief.

His name is Deng Xuan. He is from the Lingbao Association headquarters. He has reached the early Nascent Soul stage and was commissioned by the Lingbao Association to assist Zhang Shuangtian.

Deng Xuan, who came to the Lingbao Auction Association, naturally looked down on the small Qizhou.

In his opinion, what kind of strong people could there be in such a small place? He ignored Zhang Shuangtian's warning and boldly set foot on Tianlan Sect to provoke.

Xu Yang slowly walked to Deng Xuan and looked down at him.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't……

Don’t kill me.”

Deng Xuan collapsed under such a gaze, which was icy and piercing, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell!

Is this really the gaze that humans possess?

"Please forgive me...

One life, I put...

I’ll tell you everything I know!”

Deng Xuan spoke incoherently.

"you tell me?

No need! "

A cruel smile appeared on Xu Yang's lips, and he put one hand directly on Deng Xuan's head. The next second, Deng Xuan let out the most miserable howl in his life.

This is the Soul-stealing Technique, an evil technique recognized by all three realms, which can capture a wisp of another person's soul!

Learn about that person’s entire life!

Not only will those whose souls are possessed suffer great pain, but they will also die in three minutes if they lose a piece of their soul.

Three minutes later...

Xu Yang threw away Deng Xuan, who was already dead, and turned to Ling Qingshu and said, "Wait for me at the sect. I'll be back soon."

He threw another bottle of pills to Ling Qingshu and said, "This is a healing pill. Share it among you."

"Grandpa, where are you going?

? "

Ling Qingshu stood up with difficulty and asked.

"It will be troublesome to find a Lingbao auction!"

Xu Yang's words were filled with murderous intent.

After searching the soul, Xu Yang found out that the man was sent by Lingbao Auction.

Originally, Lingbao Auction did not cause trouble for him, and Xu Yang did not intend to cause trouble for Lingbao Auction.

However, the people participating in the spiritual treasure auction actually attacked the disciples of Tianlan Sect, which made Xu Yang unable to tolerate it!

Although he is powerful, he cannot protect so many Tianlan Sect disciples all the time.

In that case, let’s make the Lingbao Auction disappear.

…

In Qizhou City, at the Lingbao Auction, a top-quality sword was being auctioned in full swing.

"Source Fire Sword, one thousand spirit stones!

Anyone offer a higher price?

!”

The auctioneer was an old man in the Jindan stage. He looked very excited. A top-grade sword was auctioned for one thousand spirit stones, which was already a high price.

"First time, one thousand spirit stones!"

"The second time, one thousand spirit stones!"

The old man raised the small wooden hammer high and was about to strike.

A young man stood up happily. After a fierce competition, it turned out that he was richer.

There was even more arrogance in his eyes when he looked at other people.

“Third time!

One thousand spirit stones, complete..." "Wait, I'll give you ten thousand spirit stones."

Just as the old man was about to make the final decision, suddenly, a lazy voice came from the box in the center of the auction.

Silence…

Everyone's eyes turned towards the box. A sword that cost one thousand spirit stones was considered too expensive, but he offered ten thousand. He must be kidding.

The young man who had been so happy just now now looked livid and clenched his fists.

Surprisingly, he said: "It's just a spiritual sword, but he actually offered such a high price. He couldn't be talking nonsense, right?"

The auctioneer's face hardened, and he said, "Friends in the box, there is no joking in the auction. Since it has been stated, you must buy it at that price!"

"Hehe, what's wrong, do you look down on me?

If I say one spiritual stone, then it means ten thousand spiritual stones."

The person in the box said.

His light words were full of the air of pretense that he was not short of money.

Well, since the victim has said so, what else can others say?

"Ten thousand spirit stones for the first time."

"Ten thousand spirit stones for the second time."

"Ten thousand spirit stones first..." "I'll pay twenty thousand spirit stones."

Suddenly, a lazy voice came from another box.

The entire auction site fell completely silent, everyone staring at the two boxes.

The old man presiding over the auction also noticed that something seemed amiss, and he hurriedly called someone over and whispered something in his ear.

After hearing this, the man disappeared from the auction site.

In the box, Xu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.

There are actually people competing with him!

It's really interesting.

That’s right, the person who just mentioned the ten thousand yuan stone was Xu Yang.

She came here to cause trouble for the Lingbao Auction.

The price he mentioned was not his intention to buy it at that price.

"Interesting, really interesting, but I don't feel like playing with you right now."

Xu Yang sneered and slowly spit out a number.

"I'll give you 100,000 spirit stones."

The old man hosting the auction was so excited that he almost fainted.

The person in the box was either a super rich man or someone who did not take their Lingbao Auction seriously and was making fun of it.

Several Jindan stage cultivators surrounded the box unknowingly.

The old man who presided over the auction held up the top-quality sword in his hand that was sold for a sky-high price of 100,000 spirit stones, showed it off, and then asked three questions in succession.

This time no one agreed, and Xu Yang successfully auctioned the sword for 10,000 spirit stones.

The old man who presided over the auction personally delivered the sword to Xu Yang's box.

"My lord, your sword."

The old man handed the sword to Xu Yang respectfully.

He looked up and murmured in his heart.

"This, why does it look familiar?"

Xu Yang took the sword, a flash of fire appeared on his hand, and the sword turned into ashes.

“You…” The old man who presided over the auction was shocked and asked in a cold voice: “Who are you? How dare you come to the Lingbao auction to provoke me!

I think you are tired of living!"

Combined with what happened just now, the old man presiding over the auction naturally guessed that Xu Yang was not here to auction treasures, but to provoke him.

"I'm Xu Yang. I heard that your Lingbao Society wants to kill me?"