Suddenly, the footsteps of these soul masters all stopped, and their eyes couldn't help but look at their leader, letting him take an idea.

The middle-aged soul saint slowly walked off the stage and walked towards this side, and his subordinates retreated one after another, making way for them. He walked in front of Xue Qinghe, with a faint smile on his face, and saluted Xue Qinghe more respectfully, saying, "It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Prince, we didn't scare you." ”

Xue Qinghe sneered: "What do you mean by this? ”

The middle-aged soul saint said: "Naturally, the guy who made trouble in the auction hall was subdued and restored to the original order." You know, if you don't waste a minute, we're going to lose a lot of money. ”

"This is a friend of the main hall!" Xue Qinghe looked at the middle-aged soul saint coldly, and said in a deep voice, the meaning is very clear, that is, to tell them that they can't move Zeng Yi.

"Your Highness, although he is your friend, our auction house has its own rules. As the crown prince of the empire, you don't want to use your power for personal gain. The middle-aged soul saint said with a smile.

"Huh...... Hahaha-"

Xue Qinghe looked at this middle-aged soul saint, and couldn't help but lighten up, and his laughter gradually became louder, and he seemed to be a little crazy, and it took ten seconds to stop.

Looking at Xue Qinghe's harmless smiling face, the middle-aged soul saint didn't know why, and felt a chill on his back, as if there was a great danger.

This made him panic a little. Indeed, the forces behind the auction hall are not afraid of Xue Qinghe's identity as a prince, but it doesn't mean that he can afford to be provoked by a soul saint.

However, as a soul saint boss, the basic psychological quality is still there, and in the face of Xue Qinghe's smiling threat, his face still did not change, and he responded with a light smile, "Hehehe, as the prince, your status is noble, and your face, we naturally want to give it." But ......"

The middle-aged Soul Saint turned his head and glanced at Zeng Yi coldly, and continued: "Our auction house doesn't want this kind of thing to have a next time. ”

"Stand down."

As the voice of the middle-aged soul saint fell, these soul masters released their martial souls one after another, withdrew their soul power, and turned to leave.

"That's the end of today's auction, sorry guests, and welcome to the next time."

The middle-aged soul saint's strong voice mixed with soul power sounded, and immediately after, several staff members began to push up the iron cage that imprisoned the girl, wanting to push this auction item down.

Just when everyone thought it was going to end like this, something changed.

The bamboo leaves in the sky flew in the venue, rolled up with the wind current, and rushed towards the iron cage, instantly shaking the four staff members.

Countless emerald green bamboo leaves fluttered and swirled around the iron cage, as if to protect the iron cage.

This change caught the people in the auction hall off guard.

When everyone was stunned, an indifferent word sounded in the venue.

"What's the hurry? Continue the auction, I want to buy it yet! ”

Zeng Yi slowly stepped forward, his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his sharp eyes stared at the middle-aged soul saint.

It was him again!

Everyone looked at the source of the sound and found that it was the young man in green shirt again.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were both shocked by Zeng Yi's behavior, they originally thought that it would end here, Zeng Yi was safe and sound, and the two of them were also relieved. But unexpectedly, Zeng Yi stood up again.

"Brother Yi is so handsome!" Looking at Zeng Yi's grim face, Xiao Wu couldn't help but admire. She didn't think these people were good people. But in the face of such a strong enemy, Zeng Yi can also stand up bravely, which makes her admire it very much.

"We should go back and call the dean." Tang San couldn't help but smile bitterly, he knew that in this situation, the people in the auction hall would not let Zeng Yi go again, and with the strength of the two of them, it would be difficult to play any role in this scene.

Xue Qinghe, who had just helped Zeng Yi relieve the siege, was in a mood again, and looked at the sword-wielding young man in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, since this is your choice, then I will go crazy with you for once.

Looking at Zeng Yi's back, Xue Qinghe secretly sighed, mobilized his soul power, and prepared for a battle that might happen at any time.

"You ......"

The middle-aged soul saint looked at the person in front of him, his face was cloudy and unstable, extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but laugh angrily.

"You kid is looking for death."

As a soul saint powerhouse, he was provoked by a hairy boy three times and twice, how could he stand it.

"Hehe, His Royal Highness the Prince, face, we have already given it once, but we can't continue to let others challenge the dignity of our auction house, so we can't do business anymore?" The middle-aged soul saint said to Xue Qinghe, but his eyes were staring at Zeng Yi coldly, like a poisonous snake.

"It seems that I need to teach you how to behave in person, this kid!" The middle-aged soul saint said, the terrifying soul power was released from the body, and the seven soul rings appeared, and the surging soul power fluctuated and vibrated out, and the qi wave set off.

Facing the pressure of soul power rushing to his face, Zeng Yi's face also showed an unprecedented solemnity, his feet stepped firmly, his right hand held Lan Che's hilt, his eyes were solemn forward, his dark eyes were dyed with a layer of silver, and the soul skill was selfless sword heart, activated!

Seeing that this young man faced his own Soul Saint, he put on a fighting posture, which made the middle-aged Soul Saint very unhappy.

What is this? Is this looking down on me as a soul saint?

Without waiting for Zeng Yi to make a move, the middle-aged soul saint took the lead and stepped out and launched an attack on Zeng Yi.

Boom –

But at the moment when the middle-aged soul saint made his move, something amazing happened.

It was not Zeng Yi who was sent flying, but the middle-aged soul saint, which made the people present unexpected.

The middle-aged soul saint was hit by the sudden attack, and his body flew out directly and uncontrollably, and the whole person slammed into the wall twenty meters away, and the wall directly collapsed a big hole, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Zeng Yi was also stunned, he obviously didn't make a move, why did that guy fly out?

Could it be that someone is helping themselves?

"Who is it?"

In the stunned expressions of everyone, a frightened question sounded in the smoke and dust, and then an embarrassed figure appeared in everyone's eyes, it was the middle-aged soul saint.

The next moment, a figure slowly walked out of a dark place in the auction hall.

Stomp ......

In the shocked quiet venue, everyone clearly heard the sound of soft footsteps.

With the voice looking, I saw an old man in white, carrying his hands behind his back, slowly walking out.

Just when they wondered what the identity of this person was, people's faces became shocked.

I saw that the old man in white was striding in the air, while his body was standing firmly in the air.

With each step, a soul ring would appear around the body of the old man in white.

In this way, in the shocked gaze of everyone, the old man in white took nine steps in the air, and the whole person stood in the air, looking at the embarrassed middle-aged soul saint with sharp eyes.

Around the body of the old man in white, nine soul rings appeared, two yellow, two purple, and five black.

Title Douluo!

"The old man just wants to ask, what qualifications do you have to teach the old man's disciples?"

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