Soon, Duan Changsong announced the next lot.

It was Song Jing's red-blooded golden ring knife.

"Haha, it's finally me. ”

Song Jing smiled, lifted the long box beside him, and put it on the booth himself.

It is not difficult to see from the Weibo incident that this Master Song has a very high-profile temperament and likes to show off.

However, although Tang Xie was hacked on Weibo because of him, Tang Xie's impression of him was not bad.

Temperamental man.

This is Tang Xie's evaluation.

"Master Song, put down your weapon, and you can go back to your seat. ”

Seeing Song Jing standing on the stage, as if he was about to say something, Duan Changsong interrupted him and didn't give him a chance to speak.

Swallowing in embarrassment, Song Jing had to do so.

Immediately, Duan Changsong opened the box, and in an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly.

But it was only for a moment, and in the next second, his face returned to normal.

He slowly spoke: "It is indeed a good knife, the sharpness of the blade is the best I have seen in recent years, presumably for this knife, Master Song Jing has paid a lot of effort." ”

"That's nature. ”

Song Jing was very useful to these words, and his smile was extremely bright.

Airplanes.

A knife groan.

Duan Changsong took out the Red Blood Golden Ring Knife and swung it immediately, and a sword wind that was invincible swept the audience in an instant.

Many refiners were amazed.

"Good knives!"

Lu Jianqing's eyes were blazing, his fists were clenched, and he whispered to himself, "I thought that Lao Song had been in the WTO for so long, and the level of sword casting would drop a lot, but looking at it this way, not only did it not decline, but compared with a few years ago, there was a lot of improvement." ”

However, Tang Xie couldn't help frowning.

In terms of cultivation, he is naturally the highest in the audience, so he can capture things that many people can't see.

For a moment, Duan Changsong's eyes revealed a hint of coldness.

At the same time, the dantian inner qi machine was sheng, injecting a stream of internal qi into the knife body.

Click.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the Red Blood Golden Ring Knife.

Very slight, but loud.

"What was that sound just now?"

"It doesn't sound good, but something is wrong with the knife. ”

"Look, there's a crack in the knife. ”

With a scream, all eyes were focused on the blade.

A crack in the shape of a centipede, lying on it.

Duan Changsong's face was surprisingly solemn, he observed for a moment, and sighed deeply: "Master Song, this knife is not as strong as imagined." ”

Song Jing's smile froze on his face, and after a while, he asked sneeringly: "Is this ...... What's going on?"

"I don't know, but with a flick of the wave, something like this happened. ”

"Impossible, this knife is cast from metal refined with a special process, and it will never be so fragile!"

His eyes were fixed on the blade, and suddenly, Song Jing seemed to have guessed something, his eyes were incredulous, "Master Duan, are you ......?"

Next to him, Lu Jianqing stretched out a hand, quickly grabbed Song Jing's sleeve, and shook his head meaningfully.

Song Jing's face was full of anger, but after all, under Lu Jianqing's gaze, he chose to forbear, and said in a deep voice: "My skills are not good, so everyone laughs." ”

There was silence all around, and everyone could more or less guess a little bit of cattiness, however, Duan Changsong had the support of two halls behind him, and it was not an existence that they could question at will.

"In fact, Master Song's craftsmanship is still obvious to all. ”

Duan Changsong smiled and spoke slowly, "It's just that over the years, Master Song has been handling affairs in the world, and it is inevitable that he will be distracted...... In this case, the Golden Ring Knife has been sold for sale, and we will move on to the next lot. ”

Smack.

The box closed again, and the sound was like a slap in the face.

Song Jing's face was as red as blood.

"Just now, it should have been Master Duan's hands and feet, right?" When the atmosphere in the venue heated up again, Lu Jianqing turned sideways and asked Tang Xie in a low voice.

"Definitely. ”

Tang Xie sneered.

Even if it is an ordinary iron knife, it is impossible to break it between swings, Duan Changsong's little trick is really ugly!

"I can't figure it out, why did that bastard break Master Song's knife?" the tyrant looked puzzled.

"When Master Duan first arrived, Master Song expressed his dissatisfaction with changing the competition system, and at that time, he didn't even leave Master Song a chance to say a whole sentence, I think it should be such a resentment. ”

Several people showed a look of reminiscence, and quickly thought of the scene at that time.

The faces are even more gloomy.

Steel Dun narrowed his eyes coldly: "Just because of one sentence, he is going to cut off Master Song's hard work, and this heart eye is not much bigger than sesame." ”

"I should have thought that he was such a sanctimonious guy. ”

Song Jing clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with a hideous color, "I will definitely avenge this revenge!"

Tang Xie glanced at him and didn't speak.

The kung fu of a few people talking, the weapons of the Su family in Jiangnan, have also been introduced.

It is a long knife with a strange shape.

"It is worthy of being the largest family in the refining world, Mr. Su's knife is of excellent quality, which is amazing. ”

Under Duan Changsong's praise, this knife finally fetched a high price of 80 million, as well as two high-quality materials, surpassing Nan Kemeng's nine-section whip in one fell swoop and setting a new record.

But no matter how you look at it, Duan Changsong seems to be taking the opportunity to step on Song Jing again.

"The next piece is the work of Master Lu Jianqing, the initiator of our Saizhen Conference. ”

Although the atmosphere at the scene became more and more weird, Duan Changsong was always calm and relaxed, and presided over it calmly.

It stands to reason that the initiator's work should be the finale, but the result is that it is arranged in front of Duan Changsong.

This made many people frown.

"Lao Lu, this guy is too deceitful!" Song Jing couldn't bear it.

"It doesn't matter, it's not necessarily us who loses. ”

Lu Jianqing's attitude was indifferent, he turned his head, glanced at Tang Xie with a smile, and then nodded at the tyrant.

Immediately, the tyrant brought the prepared White Fang Sword to the booth.

From the body of the sword to the hilt of the sword, it was wrapped in a thick cloth, and a breath of sling silk came to the face.

If it weren't for Lu Jianqing's work, everyone present would probably have laughed.

How can I say that it is also a master's work, and it doesn't take much trouble to make a scabbard, right?

"This sword ......"

Duan Changsong showed a meaningful smile, "It's really different." ”

If he said that his behavior towards Song Jing was retribution, then for Lu Jianqing, he was completely jealous.

Among those present, he was most worried that Lu Jianqing's works would threaten him.

But looking at this sword now, it looks like it's broken.

Threat?

It can be eliminated.

With a smile on his face, Duan Changsong gently untied the strip of cloth, but just when the hilt of the sword was just revealing its sharp corners, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

It's like a stone sculpture.

This one......

Is it the breath of a spirit soldier?