Along the way, Zhang Tianqi's identity has been confirmed by everyone to be from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and the other two of the three people in the group have also received everyone's attention, and they have speculated about the identities of Lu Zhuo and Xiao Huang.

Soon, Xiao Huang's identity was recognized.

"This yellow-haired boy is a little familiar, I remember! This kid used to be my subordinate Ma Tsai, a thief who picked up rags and stole small things to live. ”

A rich man dressed in fine silk pointed to the little ecliptic.

Suddenly there was a voice of doubt.

"How could the people of the Heavenly Master's Mansion be with the thief?

"The other young man also looks ordinary, the Heavenly Master's Mansion is the first in the Huaxia Sect, how can the people in the sect make friends with these people? I heard that the Thunder Law of the Heavenly Master's Mansion has already been leaked, is this person a fake person from the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

At this moment, there were many martial artists with different intentions gathered in the Yonghe auction hall, and when the three of them came in, the people inside got the news that someone from the Heavenly Master's Mansion was coming, and at this time, everyone also coaxed.

These questioning words made Zhang Tianqi angry, and he directly took out the Heavenly Master Order, and said coldly:

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the Heavenly Master's Order?"

As soon as everyone saw the Heavenly Master's order, they immediately fell silent.

Lu Zhuo felt that there was a few not weak breaths in the auction hall, and there was a trace of aura that even he only sensed as if he were nothing, and he was vigilant in his heart.

If it is just virtual steel, there is no guarantee that it can be successfully refined, how can there be so many powerful warriors.

However, the three of them did not stop and walked into the box.

In this small box, there are two soft sofas, and in the middle is a small glass coffee table with some desserts on it.

The walls of the box were smooth and empty, and Lu Zhuo swept around and didn't find a camera, so he found a random place to sit down.

When Zhang Tianqi took out the Heavenly Master Order just now, Lu Zhuo could feel that the atmosphere in the auction hall suddenly became weird, like a dynamite barrel.

Lu Zhuo only swept around slightly, and found that there were several martial artists with peak internal strength with shocked and suspicious expressions.

It's confusing to have a few peaks of internal strength in this small auction house, not to mention that they all have the same look, as if they are doing something unseemly.

Even so, Lu Zhuo had no intention of retreating.

Crossing the Tribulation Immortal Venerable has acted all his life, so why be afraid of anything?

The auction was held on time, and most of the things in front were things that were not in the flow compared to Lu Zhuo, but the rich and martial artists in the audience were bidding hotly.

What was a little surprising was that this auctioneer Lu Zhuo had also seen it, it was the auctioneer Zong Ping of the Heaven Auction.

Yonghe auction is different from other places, there are too many things in it that are related to martial artists or some more curious things, so everyone is also bidding hotly.

"This peace of mind pill is two million from my Fan family!"

"This Daji's urinal, my Ji family will pay five million!"

"I will give 10 million to this sword box from the Hanging Sword Sect! If any Taoist friend dares to ask for it, ask me about the sword in the hand of the Hanging Sword Sect!"

Lu Zhuo came to the Yonghe auction this time purely to make up for the regret of the last heaven auction.

Last time in the Heaven Auction, everyone in Jiangbei made a big move, but it was all a bunch of useless things, and I hope that this time I can encounter something useful.

At the same time, Lu Zhuo also frowned when he heard the person shouting the price.

"Fan family, Fan Tianjun? It's a coincidence, you can ask him to pay back the money. ”

"And the Hanging Sword Sect, isn't this sect the one Lei Jun said? The location of their sect is far away from here, right?"

Lu Zhuo also remembered what Lei Jun had told him a few days ago.

As one of the three major sects in China, the Hanging Sword Sect has good strength, and it already has a different heart.

Moreover, Lu Zhuo suddenly found that Fan Tianjun was in the box opposite, and there was a young man in a white shirt with a sword in front of him.

Fan Tianjun looked grovelling, and he was extremely respectful to the white-shirted young man.

The white-shirted young man carried a splendid sword that was three feet long, beautifully crafted.

After making the offer, he didn't pay attention to Fan Tianjun, who was like a dog next to him, and the white-shirted young man glanced at the box of Lu Zhuo and the three of them as if he was challenged.

The white-shirted youth of the Hanging Sword Sect challenged Zhang Tianqi of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Zhang Tianqi slapped on the small coffee table in front of him, his pretty face was full of anger, and he shouted:

"Dare to provoke the boss of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, I want to throw this sword-wielding man from the Dragon and Tiger Mountain!"

Xiao Huang on the side hurriedly stepped forward to coax this young lady with high skills but a short temper.

Lu Zhuo didn't speak, this person had already clearly expressed his hostility, and not only this Hanging Sword Sect, many martial artists who were not weak in breath also had unkind eyes sweeping over this box from time to time.

Could these people be the dissenting warriors that Lei Jun said, and the three of them seem to have broken into someone else's lair.

"It looks like I'm going to be promoted ahead of schedule. ”

Lu Zhuo thought in his heart.

After some eager bidding, the auction is in its final stages.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhuo's sword pill was put in the penultimate auction, and the finale was naturally a magic weapon made of virtual steel.

Then a big cart drove up on the auction table, and behind the cart was a large marble twenty feet long and thirteen feet wide.

This car is brand new, but it obviously does not match this high-end auction venue.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Zong Ping spoke: "In addition to the magic weapon that everyone knows about the Void Steel Refining, there is also a strange magic weapon that our other kendo master entrusted us to auction. ”

Zong Ping carefully took out a ball the size of a glass ball from the tray held by the maid on the side.

The audience was in an uproar.

Not only had they never seen it, they had never even seen it.

"What's the use of this little?"

Someone in the audience asked.

The white-shirted young man also sneered disdainfully, "You dare to be called a kendo master in front of my Hanging Sword Sect?" ”

Zong Ping himself was an external martial artist, and Lu Zhuo had also given him and covered up how to use the sword pill that day, and Zong Ping only remembered that he was so scared that he sat on the ground.

"This little white ball, called Sword Pill, is refined by a great god sword master, and the starting price is 30 million Huaxia coins. Zong Ping said lightly.

As soon as I heard that the starting price was 30 million, the audience was even more lively, and the ridicule was also one after another.

"This Nima costs 30 million? I don't like it to buy it for my son to play with, it's not as good as Daji's urinal just now. ”

"Next!I want to see the magic weapon refined by Grandmaster Yuntian!"

"Go down!

Everyone in the audience scolded, and no one thought that this little sword pill would be of any great use.

Only the white-shirted young man of the Hanging Sword Sect, who was originally very disdainful, had a shocked face.

"It's actually Kenmaru!"

The sword pill only existed in the ancient books of their Hanging Sword Sect, and it was rumored that only the sword venerable who had cultivated the sword intent could refine the sword pill.

But his Hanging Sword Sect is full of doors, and only the ancestor has learned the sword intent, and he can't practice the sword pill.

The other Hanging Sword Sect members were even more miserable, and none of the thousands of people could cultivate their sword intent.

The young man in the white shirt searched frantically in the auction hall, but he couldn't find anyone who could make him look at him differently.

"This thing can't be faked, you can see the real chapter as soon as you make a shot!"

"If this sword pill can contain sword intent, then in terms of kendo attainments, the ancestor can't compare to this senior, is there still such a kendo master in my Huaxia?"

The white-shirted young man frowned and thought for a long time.

"No, I must find this senior and worship him as a teacher!"