No one knew what the relic in front of them represented. Only Jiangshan was holding the relic tightly, extremely excited.
"Use the breathing method of Taiqing Xuan Gong to directly refine the spiritual energy in this relic!"
Jiangshan, who was sitting on the sofa, made up his mind immediately and sat down on the sofa impatiently, closed his eyes and started breathing.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Those traces of pure spiritual power slowly flowed along the relic to Jiangshan's body, and were then greedily absorbed by Jiangshan's body.
Ye Mingyu, who was sitting next to Jiangshan, suddenly felt something was wrong. He glanced at Jiangshan and thought he was asleep.
"This guy is such a sleepyhead."
Ye Mingyu couldn't help but laugh. Little did he know that the guy sitting in front of him was sprinting towards a realm that countless people looked up to!
“Alright, alright!”
"Friends, to be honest, this next treasure sounds quite mysterious to me, but we are all extraordinary people, so you can understand it yourself."
"This treasure is a sword. The owner said it's called Sorrow. I don't know what the name means."
"But the magic of this sword is that it is a magical weapon full of murderous energy, a true magic weapon!"
magic weapon!
These two words again, countless people in the auction hall were stunned, and then their eyes suddenly flashed with a fiery brilliance, staring at the knife intently.
The blade was black ink with a few mottled bloodstains on it. Strands of cold light burst out involuntarily from the black ink blade.
“Nice knife!”
"But a good knife is a good knife, what can it be used for?"
"To ward off evil spirits?"
For a moment, everyone started discussing. Other magic weapons can at least prolong one's life and protect one from all evil, but what is the use of this knife?
"Everyone."
"Quiet down, everyone."
The man on the stage quickly waved his hands and said, and the audience instantly became much quieter.
"This Wailing Blade's function is no longer to defend, but to attack, that is, to kill!"
"Every one of you has some talented people around you. Some of the big guys even have terrifying Grandmasters around them. With this knife, the strength of these talented people can at least increase by several levels!"
"You can imagine what this means to you."
The words of the man on the stage made many people stunned, and then their faces turned red!
"But how can we know the power of this sword?"
At this moment, a man with a cigar in his mouth stood up and spoke slowly, then he exhaled a puff of smoke arrogantly, his face full of arrogance.
Many people know this guy, a real estate tycoon who has many talented people around him. He is a very capable person in this small piece of land in Beihai.
"That's easy. Director Yang, if one of the talented people around you comes up and gives it a try, you'll know for sure."
The man said with a slight smile, and Mr. Yang, who was holding a cigar, nodded and winked at a sturdy man next to him.
The man walked directly towards the stage. He walked very steadily, and every step he took seemed to shake the earth.
"I know him. He's an internal energy expert close to Director Yang. When Director Yang and Li Laojiu were fighting, it was he who saved Director Yang's life and turned the situation around."
"So he's a master of internal energy, no wonder he walks so steadily and breathes so deeply."
"Don't deceive such a great master."
"Yeah, just watch."
The so-called internal strength master walked onto the stage, grabbed the Wailing Knife, and then twisted his wrist, and a flash of knife light burst out.
Bang!
I saw a ray of cold knife light suddenly burst out from the tip of the knife, and it actually smashed the auction table in front of me into pieces.
hiss!
Everyone gasped and stood up involuntarily, their faces pale. What did they just see?
Sword energy?
This knife can actually emit and emit sword energy?
"How much is this knife? I want it!"
At this moment, Yang Minghui in the first row spoke directly, with excitement in his eyes. He knew the value of this magic weapon.
The old man supported by his family once said that this kind of magic weapon almost has its own intelligence and is definitely a rare treasure.
"This knife has no reserve price. Each bid must not be less than 10 million. The highest bidder wins!"
The man from the Qian family standing behind the auction table in the ruins said with a slight smile, and the internal force master holding the Sorrowful Knife nodded excitedly at Director Yang.
"Okay, I'll give you 200 million for this knife!"
Director Yang shouted directly, but as soon as his voice came out, it was drowned out by the rolling quotes.
"I'll give you 230 million!"
"Sorry, Mr. Ye, I really like this knife too, so I won't give it up. I'll give you 300 million!"
"I'm also interested in this knife, so I'll offer 500 million."
At this moment, Ouyang Mingzhu also stood up, smiled slightly, stretched, and showed off her seductive and charming figure, making countless men's eyes flicker.
"Six hundred million!"
Ye Minghui's face was gloomy and he waved his hands and shouted.
Six hundred million!
A full 600 million yuan, in just a short moment, it soared to a sky-high price.
At this time, outside the auction house, a man in a black robe slowly walked towards the auction house. His figure was a little strange and difficult to see clearly.
"Who are you? This is the Qian family's auction. No one is allowed to enter now."
Outside the auction house, countless men in black were patrolling vigilantly. When they saw this guy suddenly appear, they naturally rushed over immediately.
The man in black robe raised his head, glanced at the people in front of him, and grinned.
"I left my knife in there, and I want to get it back."
As he spoke, the man in black robe continued to move forward.
"knife?"
"Your knife?"
"What a joke! Get out of here right now, or I won't be polite."
The group of men in black on the opposite side suddenly laughed grimly, but at this moment, the man in black in front of them suddenly rushed forward.
Cool!
A black light flashed from the palm of the black-robed man, and a trickle of blood spurted out. The men in black immediately took a few steps back, covered their necks in horror, and then fell to the ground.
"Qian family!"
"It's time to settle our accounts."
The man in black robe grinned, completely ignoring the several dead men in black around him, and walked straight into the auction that was in full swing.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and behind the man in black robe, six more people appeared. Each of them had a sinister aura and carried murderous intent.
At the same time, in the auction house, the so-called Wailing Blade was auctioned at a terrifying price of one billion.
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