Seeing this, the people present couldn't help but gasp, even the warriors of the Nine Heavens Realm couldn't touch the short sword, and the evil aura of this short sword was really unusual.

"Let the old man give it a try!" A loud voice sounded, and I saw Sun Heng jump directly from the VIP room and walk down towards the auction table.

In a moment's effort, Sun Heng came to the auction table.

"Sun Heng family master, please." Qi Ying said lightly.

Sun Heng looked at the blood-red short sword in front of him and frowned, he could also feel the evil aura emanating from the surface of the short sword, but he was a strong man of the Black Iron Warrior Nine Heavens, and the Yuan Force could be released to form a Yuan Force shield, so he could naturally not be affected by this evil qi.

"This short sword is full of anger, it is indeed a little weird, and the old man will not try it anymore!" Sun Heng said and returned directly to the VIP box.

Zhao Hu looked at the short sword, a trace of fire flashed in his eyes, because there was a huge amount of blood qi in the short sword, if he could absorb the blood qi in the short sword, his strength would skyrocket.

"I'll try!" Zhao Hu shouted and slowly walked towards the auction table.

Zhao Hu's voice was neither light nor heavy, but it contained a strong self-confidence, which made everyone present can't help but look at Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu stretched out his right hand and slowly approached the short sword, the blood divine power in his body was running, and the blood-red evil qi on the short sword immediately poured into Zhao Hu's body from Zhao Hu's right hand, and was absorbed by Zhao Hu's blood divine skill.

"I'm going to have this dagger!" Zhao Hu took the short sword in his hand and said loudly.

In the auction hall, looking at this scene in surprise, even Sun Heng couldn't help the short sword, this person must be a strong man in the Bronze Realm.

Who would dare to compete with the powerhouses of the Bronze Realm for items? The person who originally paid attention to this short sword also withdrew his mind.

The bronze powerhouse, which can be regarded as a strong person in the Lingwu Kingdom, can turn Yuan Li into a weapon, and has an extremely terrifying attack power, killing the black iron warrior is like slaughtering a dog.

"This short sword was subdued by Mr., so it naturally belongs to Mr., and as for the price, we can negotiate it in the background." Qi Ying said, slowly stepped forward, and said, "Today's auction is over, friends who successfully bid for items can come to the backstage to trade with our staff." ”

Qi Ying beckoned to the big man on the side, and the big man came over with the wooden box and opened the wooden box. Qi Ying took out the short sword from the wooden box and said, "Old man, this is a short sword, it only needs ten taels of purple gold!" ”

Hearing Qi Ying's words, Zhao Hu took a few deep glances at him, and knew that he could befriend himself, so he took the short sword and said lightly: "I promise you a love!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Hu left the auction house and walked in the direction of the mountain behind Qingyun Academy, preparing to absorb the blood qi in the short sword as soon as possible and improve his strength as soon as possible.

After entering the mountain behind Qingyun Academy, Zhao Hu quickly found a hidden place, took out the short sword, sat cross-legged, and began to absorb the blood and qi in the short sword, and used the blood god skill to refine it, enhancing his own blood and strength.

Time passed like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

In the past ten days, Zhao Hu successfully absorbed the blood qi in the short sword, the short sword lost its blood qi and turned into a pile of powder, and after Zhao Hu absorbed the blood qi, he directly entered the second layer of the Blood God Skill, and his strength skyrocketed, and his strength on the surface also reached the realm of the Nine Heavens of the Warrior.

Of course, if Zhao Hu is willing, the power of the Blood God Skill will burst out, and he can completely fight against the Black Iron Warrior without falling below, and if Zhao Hu does not hesitate to burn blood, he can even kill the Black Iron Warrior, but the price paid is too great!

After cultivating in Qingyun Academy for ten days, Zhao Hu, whose strength had skyrocketed, walked towards the direction where the room was located with a smile on his face, preparing to leave Qingyun Academy with Xiaocui and Fu Bo and find a small courtyard to live in outside, not being subject to the constraints of Qingyun Academy.

When Zhao Hu returned to the outside of the room, he found that the room was full of blood, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhao Hu saw a Fu Bo lying quietly on the ground, his face was no longer formed, his hands and feet were broken, the ground was full of blood, his breath was completely gone, and his death was very terrifying.

"Xiao Cui, what the hell is going on?" Zhao Hu looked at Xiao Cui, who was lying next to Fu Bo's corpse and wept, and roared loudly.

"Woo woo, Young Master Zhao Hu, we are wronged, we didn't break Han Qi's jade pot cup, my grandfather and I are wronged, we are wronged!"

When Xiaocui saw Zhao Hu, she cried even louder. Xiao Cui's body is also very embarrassed, and there are wounds on her face, and her body is full of blood clots.

Han Qi and Han Ming were playing with a very expensive jade pot cup, and Fu Bo and Xiao Cui happened to pass by, Han Qi deliberately bumped into Fu Bo and Xiao Cui, and dropped the jade fox cup.

Han Qi and Han Ming said that it was Fu Bo who hit him and shattered the cup. Neither of them admitted it, Han Qi and Han Ming took the opportunity to beat the two of them severely, and Fu Bo was beaten to death by Han Qi and Han Ming in order to protect Xiaocui, coupled with old age.

In Lingwu Country, the life of a subordinate is not worth the jade pot cup, and Han Qi killed Fu Bo, there is also a reason, and the boss will not blame.

Of course, the two of them did this to provoke Zhao Hu.

Xiao Cui's explanation was hesitant, Zhao Hu could also know seven points, how did the two of them deal with Han Qi and Han Ming?

Zhao Hu immediately knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Fu Bo, you have worked hard all your life, but you have been so poisoned, I will collect the lives of Han Qi and Han Ming for you." ”

Zhao Hu stood up, pulled out the broken sword behind his back, and a cold light flashed in his eyes! Zhao Hu, whose strength has skyrocketed, is not ready to endure it anymore! Fu Bo is not thin on him, he wants to avenge Fu Bo!

Xiao Cui looked at Zhao Hu, immediately dragged Zhao Hu, and cried: "Young Master Zhao Hu, don't be impulsive, grandpa told me everything before he died, he knows your temperament, and asked you not to go to them for revenge." ”

"Xiaocui, if humanity is unfair, I will kill a justice. Brother Han Ming tried every means to trouble me, he deliberately killed Fu Bo, also to provoke me, today I am bound to break the net with him and avenge Fu Bo! Zhao Hu parted Xiao Cui's little hand and strode out of the room.

At this time, it was the time for the disciples of the academy to cultivate, and almost all of them were in the Martial Pavilion, and Zhao Hu rushed into the Martial Pavilion with a murderous spirit with a broken sword.

Several Qingyun Academy disciples standing outside the door of the Martial Pavilion saw Zhao Hu rushing in murderously, and immediately roared loudly: "Zhao Hu, the Martial Pavilion is not something that you can come in. "One

Zhao Hu didn't respond, and the broken sword swung out, directly slapping the Qingyun Academy student named Shouting away.

Seeing this, several Qingyun Academy disciples around him immediately said angrily: "Zhao Hu, if you do it to your classmates without permission, you should be whipped." ”

"Flogging? What is the punishment for beating a man to death? The broken sword in Zhao Hu's hand swung hard, and a wave of qi erupted from Zhao Hu's side, a long sword mark appeared on the ground, and he shouted loudly: "All the people in the Martial Pavilion listen, today I Zhao Hu only need the lives of Han Ming and Han Qi, and the others leave quickly, otherwise they will also die." ”

"Call someone quickly, then Zhao Hu is crazy."

"Afraid of what? This Zhao Hu is not even a warrior! ”

"Isn't it a warrior, can you wield a broken sword and cut a sword mark on the ground!"

"Go in and tell Brother Han Qi that this guy is crazy."

"A group of us are still afraid that he will not succeed? We went and took him out. ”

One of the disciples of the warrior Erzhongtian attacked Zhao Hu directly, and the master of the art was bold, he turned into a palm with his bare hands, and struck out at Zhao Hu with one palm.

Glancing coldly at the disciple of the Warrior Dual Heaven, the broken sword in Zhao Hu's hand swung out at random, slashing through the void like lightning, slashing through the chest of the disciple of the Warrior Dual Heaven, leaving a sword mark directly on his chest, and a trace of red blood flowed out of it.

"Get out! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you! After killing the disciple of the warrior Erzhongtian with a single sword, Zhao Hu roared loudly.

Seeing this, the disciples of Qingyun Academy, who were in the realm of the surrounding warriors, were shocked, and their faces were full of incredulity!

"I said, I only want Han Qi and Han Ming's lives, and the others will get out of the way quickly."

"That guy's weapon must be a magic weapon, full of power, everyone went up together and took his weapon." Han Xu said loudly,

When more than a dozen disciples heard this, their hearts moved, and they all took the mortal weapons in their hands and attacked Zhao Hu.

"Together? Then you can leave them all for me! Zhao Hu roared, clenched the broken sword in his hand, and took the initiative to meet it.

"This Zhao Hu is too arrogant, let's surround him together, so that he can't use his fists and feet."

Han Xu shouted angrily, and dozens of Qingyun Academy disciples around him took swords and launched a ferocious attack on Zhao Hu together.

In the face of the attacks of dozens of Qingyun Academy disciples, Zhao Hu's expression remained unchanged, he roared angrily, and the broken sword in his hand continued to swing out, slashing through a graceful arc in mid-air, slashing towards a famous Qingyun Academy disciple.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With a crisp sound of metal colliding, a disciple of Qingyun Academy was knocked away, thrown backwards, and fell to the ground fiercely, with red blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

In a matter of moments, the dozens of Qingyun Academy disciples who were besieging Zhao Hu all fell to the ground, leaving Zhao Hu alone standing there quietly, releasing a cold killing intent all over his body.

"Zhao Hu, what are you doing here? Put down your weapon quickly, and I will ask Uncle Sun to spare your life. ”

Han Ming and Han Qi walked over slowly, but there was a playful smile on their faces, Fu Bo's matter was naturally designed by them, and now that it came out, Zhao Hu was actually provoked to enter the Martial Pavilion, even if Elder Liu came forward, he couldn't save Zhao Hu, as soon as Zhao Hu died, all the treasures on his body were naturally owned by his brothers.