The hotel belonged to the Cai family, and the auction was hosted by the Li family and Qiao Feng.

However, the rough stones and auction programs were provided by Tianxing Auction, and as for the next treasure appreciation conference, it was naturally contracted by other merchants.

"Not enough?"

The old man breathed deeply and sneered.

The middle-aged martial artist next to him had a cold face and said, "Boy, it's better to leave the stone than to lose your life, what do you say?"

"Look for death!"

Enraged, the wolf stepped forward and threw a punch.

Bang!

The next moment, everyone saw that the wolf flew out upside down, embarrassed, lying on the ground and unable to get up again.

Qiao Feng wanted to make a move, but when he saw this, he stopped abruptly and turned his head to look at Chen An: "Sir......?"

Chen An said: "You guys, just watch from the side!"

"Boy!"

The middle-aged martial artist said proudly: "See, this is the martial artist's method, as strong as Si, so what?"

Chen An sneered, "How?"

The old man said: "If you don't pay it, you're afraid you'll die!"

"Really?"

Chen An sneered, his face turned cold, and said, "You guys, you can't help but deceive people too much!"

Call!

Chen An's footsteps moved, turned into a gust of wind, and disappeared in an instant.

"This?"

The old man and the middle-aged martial artist were silent, their faces were cautious, and they secretly accumulated spiritual power, ready to strike at any time.

The next moment, Chen An appeared in front of the two.

Immediately, the two of them turned their palms into fists and blasted out at Chen An, seeing this, Qiao Feng secretly pinched Chen An's sweat.

Burst!

I saw that the two of them hit Chen An's body, and the two of them were overjoyed.

"Here's it!"

Chen An's voice was cold, and at some point, he had already appeared behind the two of them, like a ghost, floating and disappearing.

Bang!

A punch, simply, smashed on the old man's back.

The old man froze in place, and the middle-aged martial artist was shocked.

Chen An sneered, and disappeared in front of the two of them again in an instant.

"You're a warrior?"

The middle-aged martial artist was shocked.

No one answered.

Immediately, Chen An appeared in front of the middle-aged martial artist.

Scold!

The middle-aged martial artist gathered the strength of his whole body, suddenly flew out with a kick, and aimed a whip leg at Chen An's head, and whipped it down fiercely.

"Ridiculous!"

Chen An sneered, and in an instant, Chen An stretched out his palm and directly buckled the middle-aged man's ankle.

The next moment, the middle-aged martial artist was horrified, and his right leg seemed to be caught by iron tongs, and he couldn't move.

Chen An was indifferent, kicked out with his right foot, aimed at the left leg of the middle-aged martial artist, and kicked it hard.

Bang!

A powerful collision sound came, and the bones of the middle-aged martial artist's left leg shattered!

Immediately, the middle-aged martial artist's entire body fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Chen An snorted coldly, and his fierce palm shook the middle-aged martial artist's right ankle like a rope.

Click!

The middle-aged martial artist's right leg was broken.

"Hiss......"

A large amount of cold sweat was left on the middle-aged martial artist's painful forehead, and immediately, Chen An let go of his hand and looked down at the middle-aged martial artist coldly: "Serve?"

"Not convinced!"

The middle-aged martial artist snorted coldly, and in an instant, he slapped his hands on the ground, supported his body, and retreated a few meters backwards.

At this time, the middle-aged martial artist's face became gloomy, and he said with a cruel smile: "Boy, next, let you see what a magic weapon is? This kind of thing is not something that everyone can have!"

"Artifact?"

Chen An sneered: "Hmph...... There are a lot of them if I want them!"

"Just look at the magic weapon made of the pearl in your hand, in fact, just because you stay in a cold place all the year round, and gradually become contaminated with the cold breath, it has become the so-called magic weapon, which is not strong, strictly speaking, it is not a magic weapon at all, but it has the prototype of a magic weapon. ”

Hum!

The middle-aged martial artist lay on the ground and sneered: "It's really not very old, but your tone is not small, where is your magic weapon?"

"Mine?"

Chen An smiled, "You are not worthy of letting me use magic weapons, I met a good thing just now, so let you see the true methods of martial artists, you, but the frog at the bottom of the well!"

"Die!"

The middle-aged martial artist drank, his face was extremely cold, and immediately, he suddenly took a deep breath and blew down on the gray pearl in his hand.

Call!

A gust of wind howled.

Immediately, I saw that the gray pearl had absorbed all that breath.

Then, the gray pearl began to spin, spinning at high speed in the palm of the middle-aged martial artist's hand.

Suddenly, the gray pearl seemed to turn into the wind bag of the wind mother-in-law, and a large number of mist mixed with gray cold and cold air appeared, and surrounded Chen An.

"Trash!"

Chen An said indifferently after his left hand.

"Hmph...... Rampant!" Although the middle-aged martial artist was in unbearable pain, he also stubbornly wanted to see the scene of Chen An being frozen into an ice sculpture by himself.

The yin wind and evil qi corroded towards him, and Chen An sacrificed the aura to protect the body light.

Click......!

Soon, Chen An's protective light was frozen.

At this time, Chen An looked like he was wrapped in a gray ball.

"Haha......"

The middle-aged martial artist spat blood from his mouth, and indeed laughed presumptuously: "The human body also dares to withstand the power of magic weapons?

Qiao Feng's face turned ugly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Chen......"

Long.

Qiao Feng thought that Chen An had been killed, and he felt a strong chill from a few feet away.

At this time, Chen An was wrapped in a round ball, how could he bear it?

Although the martial artist is strong, in Qiao Feng's eyes, no matter how strong he is, he is just flesh and blood, how can he withstand a long period of freezing?

Click!

A faint, crisp sound was heard.

Immediately, Qiao Feng's eyes widened, and his cheeks, which were originally a little decadent, glowed with excitement.

"This?"

The middle-aged martial artist's face became cautious, and he was puzzled: "It should be, it won't!?"

The next moment, the ball exploded directly.

Bang!

The violent qi wave shook, Qiao Feng retreated again and again, and the middle-aged martial artist's face was extremely ugly, as if he had eaten ten catties of stool.

Chen An took his left hand behind him, walked forward slowly, came to the middle-aged martial artist, and said with a light smile: "Really, it's rubbish!"

Hum!

The middle-aged martial artist sneered: "It took so long to come out, you must not be able to do it now, right?"

"No way?"

Chen An sneered: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you just now, I only came out for so long because I was just carving the formation, well, now this jade pendant is a real magic weapon!"

Immediately, the middle-aged martial artist looked at the green jade pendant in Chen An's hand, the material was not particularly good, but his eyes became solemn, because this jade pendant exuded a rich cold and cold aura.

"Evil?"

"Where did it come from?"

The middle-aged martial artist was puzzled.

Chen An smiled: "Naturally, you released it just now!"

"Come on!"

"Let you spend the last time of your life seeing what the real magic weapon is!"

Immediately, Chen An casually blew at the jade pendant.

Airplanes!

Then, as if summoned, the jade pendant buzzed, and in an instant, it began to turn into a gray-black jade pendant, releasing a large amount of cold yin wind and evil qi, all of which seemed to be alive, turning into a silk gray snake, and wrapped towards the middle-aged martial artist.

Soon, the middle-aged martial artist struggled and couldn't move, so he froze in place, and all his body and face were covered with gray yin wind and evil qi, which gradually penetrated into the bone marrow.

Chen An turned his head to look at Qiao Feng, snapped his fingers casually, and opened his mouth.

Bang!

The middle-aged martial artist directly exploded and turned into countless shatters.

Qiao Feng was overjoyed, and immediately stepped forward quickly, and said with a smile: "Sir's means, he is really a god!"

Immediately, Qiao Feng looked at the old man in front of him and said, "How to deal with this person?"

Chen An smiled: "When he is old, it's not good to let him die like this, and look at my methods!"

Immediately, Chen An stretched out two fingers and lightly tapped them on the old man's head.

Soon.

Chen An withdrew his hand, and said indifferently: "Qiao Feng, send Ah Wolf to the hospital first, I will treat him in the future, and he will definitely be cured, as for this old man?"

"Well, leave him alone!"

After speaking, Qiao Feng nodded and motioned to his subordinates to send Ah Wolf away.

Then, the two left where they were.

Soon.

The old man's stiff body came to his senses and looked around blankly.

At this time, the old man's lower limbs began to atrophy, and his arms also began to atrophy, except for the upper part of the neck.

Long.

The old man's face was full of dementia, hehe smirked, and he became crippled limbs, incapacitated, and cultivated to waste waste......