Envelope...... Title Douluo!

Looking at the white-clothed old man above the sky, as well as the nine soul rings shining around his body, the middle-aged soul saint couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, cold sweat like beans, kept sliding down his forehead, and his eyes were full of horror.

How could there be a Title Douluo-level powerhouse? That guy is a disciple of Title Douluo, and this time he really kicked the iron plate. The middle-aged soul saint's face was full of fear, facing a Titled Douluo, he was a small soul saint, he didn't even have the ability to resist, and life and death were all under the control of others.

And the auction hall will not offend a Title Douluo-level powerhouse because of a soul saint.

A soul master who has cultivated to such a realm is a transcendent existence in itself, and secular laws and rules cannot restrain such a person at all, even the imperial power, they will not look at it.

With his strong strength, Title Douluo is the one who makes the rules. Such an existence is not something that their auction house can afford to provoke.

The only one who can deal with Titled Douluo is Titled Douluo.

In addition to Ning Fengzhi, the appearance of a Title Douluo-level figure here shocked the hearts of everyone present.

Originally, Ning Fengzhi was going to stop it, but he didn't expect Sword Douluo to take the first step to warn, which made Ning Fengzhi a little helpless. But think about it, although the two elders of their own family are always competing with each other, their temperament to protect their shortcomings is surprisingly consistent. He should have expected that Sword Douluo would come to the rescue of Zeng Yi.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were very surprised by Sword Douluo's appearance, both of them knew Sword Douluo, and they also knew that Zeng Yi was his disciple. Now that Sword Douluo has appeared, Zeng Yi is not in any danger. This made the two of them breathe a sigh of relief.

And Zeng Yi also looked at the familiar figure in a daze. He never thought that his cheap master would appear in such a place.

Also, what is this appearance, this line, and Ling Ao's momentum? Why are you so skilled? Pretending to be so natural?

I've forced you to finish loading, what am I pretending? Could it be that the atmosphere brewing in front of me is just to pave the way for your final appearance?

Zeng Yi looked at Sword Douluo's back, complaining frantically in his heart.

The momentum of the Title Douluo-level permeated the entire auction hall, and the air became extremely oppressive and heavy, as well as the cold sword intent, compared to the sword intent that Zeng Yi released before, it was simply a heaven and an underground, so that some people collapsed on the ground, almost out of breath.

Sword Douluo stood in the air, looking at this soul saint condescendingly, and said lightly: "What? Didn't you say that you want to teach the old man's disciples for the old man? Now so silent? ”

"Former ...... Seniors, no, under the title Douluo, mistakenly ..... Misunderstanding, junior doesn't know that this young Yingjie is your disciple, otherwise, I wouldn't dare to give me a hundred dares. Facing the oppression of Title Douluo, the middle-aged soul saint could only stand reluctantly, grinning a little hard at the corner of his mouth, and said with a flattering smile.

Seeing the 180-degree change in the attitude of this middle-aged soul saint, like a dog, a trace of disdain flashed in Zeng Yi's eyes.

He has also cultivated to the realm of the Soul Saint, just this bit of backbone? It's a man, just touch him! If I have the cultivation of the Soul Saint Realm, and I have a Title Douluo, dare to talk to me like this, see if I don't cut him with a sword.

However, Zeng Yi also had a somewhat gloating expression on his face, he was still waiting for his cheap master to teach this soul saint a lesson, if this soul saint begged for mercy like this, and the master had no desire to do it, it would be a bit of a loss.

Watching people who are unhappy with them being beaten will make their mood very comfortable.

"Humph!"

Sword Douluo snorted coldly, the pressure that had originally poured on the middle-aged soul saint made it difficult for him to support, but now it suddenly increased, and the mountain-like oppression instantly made the middle-aged soul saint kneel on the ground, and the floor on the ground where his knees hit was cracked inch by inch, and blood came out together.

"Seniors spare their lives! Seniors spare their lives! Just spare my life, I'm willing to pay any price! ”

Faced with the fear of death, this middle-aged soul saint began to collapse psychologically, and kept kowtowing to Sword Douluo and begging for mercy, hoping to save his life.

Chenxin looked at the begging man with indifferent eyes and did not speak. Soon, some figures flashed in the auction hall, standing beside the Soul Saint who was kneeling on the ground.

None of these people's strength is lower than the Soul Saint level, and there is even one person who has the strength of the Contra Douluo level.

There was an aura of a Titled Douluo powerhouse in the auction hall, how could it not attract their attention? All, after discovering Sword Douluo's breath, he rushed to the scene as soon as possible.

However, Title Douluo is a Title Douluo after all, and the soul masters below the title come and go, but they don't play much role. Not to mention Sword Douluo, a ninety-sixth-level Super Douluo, whether it is a Contra Douluo or a Soul Saint, to him, there is not much difference from a bug.

And just when these people appeared, Ning Fengzhi also came over with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

"I've seen Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo." The two of them said in unison, respectfully saluting the two.

Zeng Yi saw Tang San and Xiao Wu, and he was not much surprised in his heart, after all, there was an auction of Tang San's secret weapon before, and Zeng Yi guessed that the two of them would be here.

As for this middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and an elegant temperament, since these people call him Sect Master Ning, compared to this is the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, Ning Rongrong's father.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but look at Ning Fengzhi, and he seemed to notice Zeng Yi's gaze, turned his head to look over, smiled at Zeng Yi, and nodded.

Ning Fengzhi also nodded to Xue Qinghe, because Xue Qinghe was his student. As for why Xue Qinghe and Zeng Yi got together, he was also surprised, but he didn't get entangled, and when this matter was over, he would naturally find out.

Sword Douluo looked at the few people in front of him indifferently, as if he had noticed that they would appear.

"What, you're going to stop the old man?" Sword Douluo asked loudly, and the sound of mixed soul power came out, which shook the hearts of several people, making their bodies take a step back.

An old man stood up, he was the most powerful of these people, with a Contra-level cultivation. The old man said respectfully: "Your Majesty Sword Douluo, this is a newcomer recently, and he doesn't understand the rules, so please let him go once." ”

Hearing this, Sword Douluo couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile and said, "It's all soul saints, or is it new?" Are you really fooled by an old man? ”

When the last word fell, this Contra felt a terrifying soul power hit his chest, and couldn't help but let out a dull sound, his feet took five steps back uncontrollably, his face was extremely pale, there was a smear of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his body staggered, but fortunately he was held up in time, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.

At this time, the old man realized that even though he was a high-level Contra Douluo, there was only a thin line between him and Titled Douluo, but in the face of the real Titled Douluo powerhouse, he was like a powerless child, without the slightest ability to resist.

The old man let go of the support of several people, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty Sword Douluo, I offended, we will leave this person to you to dispose of, if you want to kill or scrape, you will obey your orders." ”

"No...... Don't! Elder Hell, help me! I don't want to die! The middle-aged soul saint shouted frantically, originally he still had hope that he would be able to be safe, but the old man's words shattered his hope.

Faced with this soul saint's cry and begging for mercy, Sword Douluo didn't pay attention to it, but turned to look at his disciple, Zeng Yi, and asked, "Apprentice, what do you say to do with him?" ”

Hearing that Sword Douluo handed over the decision to Zeng Yi, hope ignited in the heart of this soul saint again, towards this is a young man, the killing intent should not be so heavy, and he may spare his life.

But Zeng Yi's words confirmed that he was desperate once.

"Why do you keep this kind of person? Kill directly. Zeng Yi didn't even think about it, so he directly announced the death of this middle-aged soul saint.

Zeng Yi's decisive answer surprised Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, Xue Qinghe, Tang San and Xiao Wu, they didn't expect Zeng Yi to be so decisive.

In Zeng Yi's opinion, these hateful traffickers are more hateful than those robbers, and it is better to all die. If it weren't for his strength not being strong enough, he would have smashed this auction house overnight, and would he only kill this one person?

Moreover, Zeng Yi can be sure that behind these people I don't know how many civilians have been harmed, how many evil things have been done, and Zeng Yi has no psychological burden to kill these people.

"Since you don't speak, if you agree, then I'll do it." Zeng Yi said with a smile, and before he stepped forward, the silver blade was slowly pulled out of the sheath.

He is already here to smash the field today, do you still want to save face for the other party?

Is this possible?

Watching Zeng Yi walk step by step with the blade of the knife, like a god of death, every step was like stepping in his heart, so depressed that he couldn't breathe. In the end, the middle-aged soul saint finally couldn't bear it, and his soul power surged wildly, wanting to fight to the death.

Although he knew that he would die in the end, he would not lose anything if he wanted to change this kid's life.

The auction hall soul master, who was very close to the middle-aged soul saint, noticed his abnormal movement, but did not stop his actions, and hoped that he could succeed in the sneak attack.

But his actions were in vain after all, Sword Douluo discovered his abnormal movements as soon as possible, and the soul power of the Title Douluo-level instantly suppressed him on the ground, unable to move.

And Zeng Yi had already walked to this person's side, the silver blade was raised high, and his dark eyes revealed ruthless indifference, and he slashed down.

Hmmm-

A streak of blood picked it up, and the head rolled off.

Everyone watched the scene, and it was silent.

After coming over for a long time, the old man of Contra in the auction hall spoke up and quickly asked someone to clean up the corpse.

"You should be satisfied now." The old man said to Zeng Yi, although his attitude was very respectful, Zeng Yi could still hear the hidden hatred from his words.

However, Zeng Yi didn't care, because his fist was bigger than theirs now, and they had to endure it no matter how difficult they were.

"Alright, let's move on to the auction." Zeng Yi said with a light smile.

"You ......"

The old man's eyes were full of anger, and he wanted to explode, but he couldn't vent it. It's just a slap in the face for him, and he's going to on their heads.

However, they are helpless, and in the empire, their power is very strong. However, for the power of the sect, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, which is still one of the top three sects, they are helpless.

"Good! Good! Good! The old man said three good words in a row, turned around angrily, and asked the trembling host on the stage to start the auction, and then he immediately left the venue.

The host on the ceremonial stage had no intention of continuing the auction at all, but in the face of the leader's orders, he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to pick up the megaphone again in fear, stammered a little, and began to bid for the girl in the iron cage.

"Pick up ...... Next...... Come, get started....... Auction, Bottom ...... Low price 100,000... Golden Soul Coins, per ...... Each price increase is not... Less than ...... 10,000 Gold Soul Coins. Now, the big ...... You can compete... At this time, the host didn't know how to bid, so he had to start shouting at the original bidding price.......

However, after the host shouted this sentence, the audience was already silent. It's already this time, and the VIPs who stayed to watch the play are still in the mood to bid. Moreover, if you give them ten more dares, you won't dare to bid.

Isn't this an act of early death?

At this time, Zeng Yi took out a coin, flicked his fingers, and shot the coin into the hand of the host on the stage.

The host Ding Qing looked at it, and the coin in his hand was a copper soul coin.

"I'll give you a Bronze Soul Coin." Zeng Yi shouted out his bidding price in a faint tone.

After listening to Zeng Yi's words, Xue Qinghe, Tang San Xiaowu, and Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel funny.

This guy really has a human mentality.

The host couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then his brain was excited, and he immediately said: "A copper soul coin is good!" A copper soul coin once, is there anyone else who wants to bid? ”

After listening to the host's words, the VIPs present were a little speechless, but who dared to bid with that evil star? Do you think your life is long?

In this way, in a quiet atmosphere, the host shouted down for the third time.

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