In the past, the auction house only treated her as a slave and a tool, if it weren't for her beauty, she wouldn't even have the value of use, and she would never have received the slightest respect.

But Huang Shang treated her like this and did so many things for her, from then on, she was Huang Shang's person, dead and loyal.

This is something that Huang Shang himself did not expect, what he did was just worthy of his conscience.

The girl offended the aristocratic young man for him, and he Huang Shang could not have seen such a beautiful woman fall into the hands of the other party and be inhumanly humiliated.

Next scene.

The auction at the auction house continues.

The curtain behind the auction platform was lifted, and two figures walked out from behind the curtain.

One of them was the old man just now, while the other was chained with his hands and feet, and at the same time, a huge word "Ba" was imprinted on his face.

The word "bully" combined with his long and scattered hair made his whole person feel a little domineering.

"Slave Death."

Huang Shang's eyes condensed slightly, this auction house, sure enough, even the slave god of death was also auctioned.

People can be auctioned off as beasts.

At this time, everyone looked at the slave Grim Reaper and kept whispering, especially those who often went to the prison arena, and a flash of heat flashed in their eyes.

"Tyrant!"

Finally take out the sword and put it up for auction!

Buyers in the crowd, it's been a long time!

The old man swept his eyes over the crowd, and when he saw the excitement in people's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ba Dao, the sixth layer of the ultimate god of death, the record in the prison arena, eighty-one wins, zero losses."

The old man's indifferent voice made everyone's hearts tremble!

Eighty-one wins, so terrifying!

Eighty-one battles, without a single defeat!

Killing eighty-one Grim Reapers, at the same level, is terrifying!

Huang Shang was also shocked, eighty-one victories meant that eighty-one sixth-layer Grim Reapers, died in the hands of the overlord sword.

Eighty-one sixth-layer powerhouses, this is definitely a terrifying number.

With the blood of eighty-one strong men of the same level, he has achieved today's overlord!

"I won't say much about his value, everyone just needs to understand that it is only a matter of time before he overpowers the sword and steps into the soul-level god of death, and when the time comes, he can be compared with the eight great princes, and have a slave god of death comparable to the eight great princes, you can imagine."

The old man smiled indifferently and said:

"Badao, the reserve price of the auction, two hundred medium-grade yuan stones, now, the auction begins."

The old man's voice fell, and the eyes of the crowd instantly became hot.

They stared intently at the sword, that's right, in the future, this is a figure of the same level of strength as the eight princes, if the sword becomes his slave god of death, how majestic he should be!

As if sensing the heat in everyone's eyes, the head of the sword slowly raised.

In an instant, a fierce killing machine bloomed out!

Just this gaze is like a ray of knife, which can hurt people!

Badao's eyes swept over everyone, and finally landed on Huang Shang.

At this moment, Badao stared at Huang Shang, and Huang Shang stared at Badao.

The eyes of the two met in the air, their eyes collided, and an invisible sharp aura permeated the space.

However, soon the gaze of the overlord was removed, which made Huang Shang's heart relax, but his heart secretly trembled.

"This slave god of death has comprehended and mastered the sword momentum, and he has a deep comprehension." Huang Shang said secretly in his heart.

No wonder the other party can achieve eighty-one victories without a single defeat, his comprehension of the situation is much stronger than that of Na Mu Fan.

Coupled with this momentum, it is a knife momentum, and in the same level, it is almost invincible!

Unless someone is like Huang Shang, who not only comprehends the potential, but also reaches the subtle realm, can he suppress the momentum of the other party.

At the same time, the eyes of the young man behind Huang Shang were blazing, the ultimate god of death, the sixth-layer slave god of death, and he had killed eighty-one powerhouses of the same level, the attraction was too great, if he could get it, maybe he would really have a slave of the "soul-level god of death" in the future, at that time, how majestic it should be.

"Three hundred medium-grade Yuan stones!" Someone opened their mouth to make an offer.

"Five hundred medium-grade Yuan Stones!" Another voice sounded, without any hesitation, the price is quite low.

A slave of the sixth level of the Ultimate Reaper may not be of much value, but a slave Reaper who has killed eighty-one powerhouses of the same level is invaluable.

Moreover, the other party may also become a "soul-level death" in the future, which is even more priceless.

"A thousand medium-grade Yuan stones."

Another indifferent voice sounded, making Huang Shang's heart twitch uncontrollably.

These people are really rich, and there are only tens of thousands of medium-grade yuan stones in his storage stone ring, Huang Shang thought that there were a lot, but at this time he found that he was poor and pitiful.

This has just been offered, and perhaps the value of this slave death may make him bankrupt.

"Five thousand medium-grade yuan stones."

As soon as Huang Shang's idea was born, a voice sounded, making his eyes stare at him.

Five thousand medium-grade Yuan Stones, this number is terrifying, and you can cultivate at will in the cultivation tower.

Moreover, this voice actually came from behind Huang Shang, and the person who bid was the young man surnamed Zhang.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this voice, and many people showed a wry smile on the corner of their mouths, five thousand medium-grade yuan stones are not something they can afford, and besides, this price is high enough.

When the old man saw that the people were silent, he immediately smiled and said:

"Zhang Shao has a good eye, and bids 5,000 medium-grade yuan stones, this is a slave who can become a 'soul-level god of death' in the future, I wonder if there are any other people bidding?"

The old man's voice was seductive, but the people remained silent.

The soul level of death in the future, but it is not it after all, five thousand medium-grade yuan stones, the price is too terrifying.

"Five thousand and one medium-grade Yuan stones."

At this moment, a calm voice sounded, making everyone's eyes tremble.

These people looked towards the VIP area one after another, and the person who opened his mouth was the person who smashed the stone table with a punch just now, Huang Shang.

Zhang Shao's eyebrows twitched, staring at Huang Shang's figure, and a cold light flashed in his eyes:

"Five thousand and one hundred medium-grade Yuan stones."

"Five thousand one hundred and one." Huang Shang's voice was still so calm.

At this moment, everyone showed a look of watching the play, it seemed that Huang Shang was deliberate, and only added a medium-grade yuan stone every time.

"Five thousand five hundred medium-grade yuan stones." Zhang Shao's expression became colder and colder.

"Five thousand five hundred and one." Huang Shang's voice was light and light, and his gaze was still calm.

Zhang Shao's face became a little hideous, and at this time, the gray-robed man beside him shouted to him:

"Young master, auction is just one of the means."

Zhang Shao's eyes froze, and then a grim smile appeared.

That's right, if you want to get this slave reaper, you don't have to auction it.

Everyone's eyes trembled, these words were undoubtedly intimidating Huang Shang.

Zhang Shao really didn't bid again, and after a while, the old man looked at Huang Shang and congratulated:

"Congratulations, now, you can take the overlord knife with you."

"Put it in the background first, you auction my Red Flame Demon Lion first, and the Yuan Stone will be deducted from it."

Huang Shang said lightly, and the old man nodded:

"Yes."

The value of a Red Flame Demon Lion will definitely be higher than that of the Tyrant Sword, after all, as long as the Red Flame Demon Lion grows normally and becomes a Xuan Demon, it will be a matter of time.

Moreover, the Red Flame Demon Lion can become a powerful Xuan Demon Beast, or even a Heavenly Demon!

Really!

When the old man walked out from behind the curtain with the Red Flame Demon Lion in his hand, people's eyes became even hotter, and there was even a hint of madness!

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