The Heavenly Sword Emperor

"It's you who did something to my sister?"

Wang Feng's expression was cold, his eyes looking at Tian Yang were full of contempt and disdain.

Who is he? I left Yingtian City alone and went to the endless barren land to practice. At this moment, I came back from the martial arts arena, and I am not far from the realm of God!

Coming to the martial arts arena this time, it is also imperative to gain the position of the disciple of the branch of the Undying Emperor Court. As for the other monks, Wang Feng does not pay attention to it at all.

Now, I heard that a demon cultivator of unknown origin dared to humiliate his sister in public, how could he not be angry?

Now, he actually just happened to meet him!

But what made Wang Feng's heart settled was that in his primordial spirit induction, the demon cultivator in front of him was only the peak of a demigod.

Moreover, the breath of this demigod peak seems to be a little vain, presumably the aftermath of practicing magic.

Wang Feng was naturally not afraid of dealing with a demon cultivator whose aura was vacuous and whose foundation was unstable, and who was in the same realm as himself.

In fact, this is just because Tianyang has never entered the demigod, and soared directly to the realm of the gods, so the breath simulation is not very realistic.

"I only give you two options."

Wang Feng sneered, but Tian Yang scratched his ears, no longer intending to listen to this line that he had heard countless times, and slapped it out.

Snapped!

Wang Feng's entire face was directly distorted, and his whole body shot out in the direction of Tianyang's slap!

"so what?"

Tian Yang pouted, too lazy to say a word to this guy.

"You... you actually beat the second brother away!?"

Seeing this, Wang Qingling's face changed greatly, and he looked at Tian Yang with an impatient face in disbelief.

When he slapped himself in the face before, he didn't suffer too much injury.

Although it may be possible to keep his hands, but this magic cultivator is so sloppy, it should be not high in strength.

Why haven't we seen each other for a few days, when I met, the most proud genius of the Wang family, the peak of the demigod, the second brother Wang Feng, who was about to step into the realm of the gods, was directly swept away?

"You bastard!!!"

Seeing this, Wang Feng roared angrily, covering his face and got up from the ground.

You must know that almost 60-70% of the geniuses who participated in this martial arts arena will participate in this auction.

Even Wang Feng had seen some people he knew when he was training in the barren land.

Now, in front of the public, he was actually kicked out by an unremarkable demon cultivator. This person has been lost.

If you lose someone, of course you have to find them!

Immediately, the true essence of the peak of the demigod burst out from Wang Feng's body and charged directly to Tianyang!

However, before rushing to Tian Yang, he was forced back by a look from Tian Yang.

Those eyes seemed to come from the ancient wilderness.

Possesses breathtaking coercion!

Even facing the elders of the royal family in the early stage of the god realm, there is no such feeling!

The momentum of the advance stopped instantly, but just after it stopped, Wang Feng's face flushed red again.

What is your situation? To be forced back by this guy with just one look?

But at this moment, a bell rang, and Wang Feng's face suddenly distorted.

The auction has started.

"Brother, the auction is important."

Seeing that Wang Feng still wanted to do something at the entrance of the auction house, Wang Qingling immediately pulled Wang Feng's sleeve.

Although she also wanted to see this demon cultivator get slapped in the face, but after all, this is an auction place, and there are people everywhere.

Many people have already recognized that they are from the Wang family.

Wang Feng had already been beaten up once before, and if he was beaten up again, the face of the Wang family would almost be lost.

"Humph!"

Being pulled by Wang Qingling, Wang Feng just remembered where this place is, his face suddenly sank, and then he said coldly to Tianyang.

"Right now, I'll let you go, and when the martial arts arena is up, I will definitely kill you!"

Then, he took Wang Qingling and walked into the auction.

Seeing this, Tian Yang shrugged, completely ignoring it.

"That's Wang Feng, who is hailed as the most likely to become the number one in the martial arts arena."

Seeing Wang Feng devoured but left just like that, Lan Xinran also had a look of disbelief.

"how did you do that?"

Lan Xinran was shocked and said that even the elders of some clans might not be able to make Wang Feng leave after being slapped in the face.

"He is the favorite to win the championship?" Tian Yang raised his brows when he heard the words, "How do I feel that his strength is not very good."

"Just walking past that guy, he is much stronger than this guy."

"How can there be a younger generation stronger than Wang Feng in this Yingtiancheng, and they don't make drafts for bragging."

Hearing this, Lan Xinran glanced at Tianyang, and then urged, "Go in quickly, or you won't be able to go in."

Tian Yang also nodded and walked in.

However, Tian Yang didn't notice it.

When his words fell, a young man in a black robe paused.

...

"The thirtieth lot, the real Dragon Ball!"

"Fifty million spirit crystals once, fifty million spirit crystals twice, and fifty million spirit crystals three times!"

"Congratulations No. 32!"

Boredly watching the host's vigorous shouting at the auction, Tian Yang yawned while carrying ten billion spiritual crystals.

Due to the information obtained from Wentianji before asking for several billions, Tianyang was immediately surprised, and Tianyang's price for Yingtiancheng was expected to be raised countless times.

However, Tian Yang did not know that although Wen Tianji was the largest intelligence organization in the God Realm, it was also one of the most pitiful intelligence organizations in the God Realm.

Unless it is really urgent information, or people are stupid and have a lot of money, most people are reluctant to ask about the secret.

Thirty items have already been auctioned, and Tianyang has never made another sale except for a few treasures and pill recipes that restore the power of the soul for 200 to 300 million.

The fire of the undead fire seems to be the last item to be auctioned, and Tianyang will have to wait for a long time.

"Even if the people of the Wang family deliberately disgust you, you don't need to go directly to 100 million spirit crystals. Although the pill recipe to restore the power of the soul is rare, it is not worth so much."

Lan Xinran on the side was obviously frightened by Tian Yang's bold move.

That's only the seventh lot. Although the revival pill is extremely rare, the effect of the revival pill is not bad.

However, at most 30 million spirit crystals will die, after all, it is only a pill recipe at the early stage of the gods.

Tianyang's initial bid was 50 million, but suddenly a Wang family deliberately disgusted Tianyang, and Tianyang simply put out 100 million, which stunned everyone, even the host was stunned and stunned. It took a few minutes to respond.

Such a domineering shot, Tian Yang also appeared several times, which directly refreshed Lan Xinran's impression of Tian Yang.

"It doesn't matter, the Wang family also spent a lot of spirit crystals in vain."

Tian Yang said lightly, and at this time, this auction finally came to an end.

"Next, there is an Undead Emperor Court disciple who does not want to be named, and the auction is an Undead God Fire Seed!"