"I'll kill you!" The second son of the Hua family had red eyes, as a member of the ancient family, he didn't expect to be slapped away like a fly, annoyed and angry, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand and killed the cold wind frantically.

For a while, the people around him changed color, the cold wind was still sitting in his place casually, his eyes were slightly cold, and a second-grade perfect spirit array appeared around him without a trace, a cold mang.

The second son of the Hua family had obviously lost his mind at this time, the cyan long sword, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than half a meter away from the throat of the cold wind, and everyone completely changed color.

Seeing that the situation was so critical, Lingyangzi frowned, and was about to save Leng Feng, but the evil sin on the side laughed solemnly: "Young people are fighting, let's not interfere." After speaking, he trapped Lingyangzi.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a fairy music floating out, and a figure shaped like a ghost suddenly appeared in front of Leng Feng, a folding fan was pointed on the cyan long sword, the second son of the Hua family's arm shook his body and changed direction, and one stumbled and almost fell.

Jiang Yifei turned around, the paper shook slightly, exuding a gentle brilliance, like a god, and said to Leng Feng apologetically: "Brother Leng Feng, I'm really sorry for making you frightened!" ”

The second son of the Hua family was extremely angry, and when he saw that it was Jiang Yifei, he had no choice but to suppress his temperament, and was extremely displeased: "Jiang Yifei, why did you stop me from killing this bastard!" ”

Jiang Yifei turned his head, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, he understood just now that if he hadn't stopped it in time, the second son of the Hua family would probably be seriously injured by now, and smiled slightly: "Hua Gai, Brother Leng Feng is a guest I invited, give me a face." ”

Hearing Jiang Yifei say this, although the canopy was unwilling, he was helpless, Jiang Yifei's face he had to give, and said fiercely: "Just let your clown live a little longer!" He glared at Leng Feng fiercely.

Leng Feng's eyes were completely cold, and he slowly stood up from his seat, stared at Hua Gai, and suddenly used the world's extreme speed, fast as a bolt of lightning, and blasted towards him with a punch.

Jiang Yifei's face changed, he had been preventing the cold wind from suddenly making a move, but he didn't expect the cold wind to be so fast, and he arrived in front of the canopy in an instant, and it was too late to stop it.

"You dare to ......" Hua Gai was extremely frightened, felt a strong sense of oppression, and roared in horror, he didn't expect Leng Feng to dare to take the initiative to attack him, but after all, he came from the Ancient Family, and after a short period of panic, his hands were instantly pinched, and the armor on his body emitted light, forming a light shield to protect him.

"Immortal Inscription!" Leng Feng let out a low roar in his heart, and the purple divine light on his right fist shone, and it slammed on the light mask in front of the canopy, as if it was devastating, and the light mask broke instantly, and a punch hit his face.

The canopy's body flew in the air, slammed to the ground, and passed out with a muffled grunt.

The disciples who watched the battle were in an uproar for a while, the strength shown by the canopy before was extremely amazing, but they never wanted to be stunned by the cold wind's punch.

The gods of the various ancient families looked sideways, all speculating on the true strength of the cold wind.

Jiang Yifei's expression changed, and the corners of his eyes shrank instantly, but he no longer glanced at the canopy, walked in front of Leng Feng and smiled: "Brother Leng Feng's strength is really amazing, I invite all parties to Tianjiao on the Jiang family's divine platform, and I hope that Brother Leng Feng must appreciate his face." ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, then thank you Brother Yifei!" Leng Feng no longer shirked it, and also wanted to see what the so-called ancient family had been.

Stepping on the altar, the entire auction hall is in full view, the sound of drums and flutes is blended, and several women in palace costumes are dancing, like a fairyland.

As soon as the cold wind came up, dozens of masters looked at him for the first time, and all the instruments were extraordinary, or elegant, or as heroic as a humanoid dragon, and they all walked towards the cold wind.

Jiang Yifei's face was kind, and he smiled and said, "Everyone, this is the peerless Tianjiao of Xuanyuan Sect, Cold Wind!" When he said the peerless Tianjiao, he deliberately paused.

"Anyone dares to call the peerless Tianjiao, this world is really declining."

"Hehe, it seems that the ancient family has not come out for too long, and the world has forgotten what Tianjiao is."

"It's only level thirty-seven, so it's worthy?"

As soon as Jiang Yifei's voice fell, several Tianjiao of the Desolate Ancient Family said with disdainful expressions, the thunderous methods before the cold wind made many people have to pay attention to it, but the Desolate Ancient Family has a long heritage, and the disciples are all arrogant.

The cold wind turned cold, and any language seemed pale and powerless at this time, only strength is king! The figure was like lightning and flint, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the disciple of the ancient family who was disrespectful just now, slapped it away, turned around and kicked it on the head of another person, and the two of them snorted, fainting like dead dogs.

There was silence for a while, although the strength of the two children of the family just now was average, but Leng Feng shot so crisply and decisively, and his body was as fast as lightning, which caused a great deterrent.

"Everyone, all of you are friends, don't be disrespectful, and keep your temper away." Jiang Yifei spoke for Leng Feng and made a round.

In the center of the Jiang family's shrine, there were five extremely extraordinary young people who didn't respond when they saw Leng Feng coming, and they still sat side by side in their seats, taking a leisurely sip of tea, only when Leng Feng made a move before.

After Jiang Yifei nodded like a cold wind, he walked straight to the five people and sat side by side with them in the only vacant seat.

"Jiang, Wang, Ji, Long, Li, Zhao, the six great desolate ancient families......" Leng Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, the six people in front of him are probably the sons of these six desolate ancient families, the strongest in the contemporary era!

The bell rang, and hundreds of plain-robed girls entered the auction table, and in their hands were all the items in this auction.

The white-robed old man who had been standing solemnly on the auction table cleared his throat at this moment, clenched his fists around the audience, and bent slightly when he met the high platform of the Desolate Ancient Family, and then shouted loudly with a voice blessed by spiritual power: "Thank you all for coming to participate in the auction, this time all the heroes from all over the world are here, before the auction begins, I want to announce one thing: "The six Great Desolate Ancient Families will come back from today!" ””

Some of the lowly disciples present did not have too many waves, and some of the advanced cultivators and the elders of the three major sects were all moved, the ancient family in history has been born a total of three times, and each time there is an earth-shattering event!

The bell rings again, and the auction begins!

In front of the descendants of the six ancient families, a red chair appeared at some point, and several eyes came together, and Leng Feng walked straight to the front and sat down.