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He Yun and He Feng did not confront each other much, and fought together early.

As brothers, the two are very familiar with each other's exercises and martial arts, and there is no Confucius to drill except for hard fighting.

He Yun held a seven-foot-long ink-colored spear, and when he danced, the cold stars were dotted, the silver light was shining, and the shadow of the spear all over his body splashed water and was difficult to enter. He Feng, on the other hand, held a pair of short halberds, and his moves opened and closed, and the wide and flat halberd surface rolled up gusts of wind, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Fighting more than ten times, without winning or losing, He Yun put away the gun and stood, holding the body of the gun with both hands and squeezing it to both sides, only to see that the original pitch black of the ink-colored spear slowly faded like a tide, and the whole spear was bright silver, and its body was full of auspicious clouds, and exuded a faint blue light.

"This gun is seven feet long, a fourth-order medium-grade spiritual tool, made of ink steel, mirror silver, cast by Wang Yifan, named 'Liuyun'. Big brother, you can also take out the bottom of the pressure box. He Yun stroked the spear gently, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and he raised his head and said lightly.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to ask for such a treasure, headache, headache!" He Feng raised his eyebrows, saying this, but there was a smile on his face. The two hands clenched their fingers, held the halberd handle and turned their wrists, and each pulled out a halberd flower, and then the left halberd stood on the ground, and the right halberd faced the sky.

At the moment when the tip of the left halberd touched the ground, a thin layer of sand slowly gushed out of the ground, slowly covering the halberd and covering the halberd. The right halberd facing the sky slowly surfaced a few cracks, and it seemed to be broken.

When the mutation dissipated, He Feng held the two halberds in his hands again, and said with a solemn expression: "This pair of halberds, called 'Bashan Covers the World', is a fourth-order middle-grade spiritual tool, which is also from the hands of Teacher Wang Yifan. Brother Yun, come on. ”

As soon as the words fell, the two of them exerted their strength on the soles of their feet, and they rushed out with a "bang", fighting together! Leaving two cracked footprints.

……

Wutong Town, near Tianbao Pavilion, an unknown tea stall.

Wang Yifan and Jin Jing leisurely drank tea and basked in the sun.

There are still thirty minutes until the auction of Tianbao Pavilion.

……

"Big brother, be careful." He Yun let out a low cry, and the spear poked straight out.

Drink!

He Feng was unhurried, the left halberd flicked, the tip of the gun was swinged, and the short halberd in the right hand was wrapped in a layer of 'windbreaker' visible to the naked eye, and stabbed out spirally. In the blink of an eye, the seemingly soft 'windbreaker' instantly turned into a series of deadly blades, slashing towards the opponent's chest. This move seems to be dangerous, but in fact, it is already half a move, even if it hits directly, it will only be pushed out by the strong wind.

"Big brother, do your best!" He Yun shook the spear in his hand slightly, and flicked away all the wind blades to put it mildly.

The gun and halberd were already close, and the two of them grew up since childhood, He Yun couldn't see that his eldest brother had already unloaded his internal strength, and the seemingly terrifying wind blade wrapped around it was only a virtual form, not powerful. Although his strength is indeed slightly inferior to his brother, if he doesn't do his best, how can he know the gap between them.

He Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. His eyes unconsciously looked at He Yun, and saw the blue light of the "Flowing Cloud" in his hand circulating, faintly covering his whole body, obviously mobilizing the Yuan Force of his whole body.

"Good!"

He Feng retracted the double halberd, slowly crossed and rotated, the left halberd condensed the yellow sand, the right halberd rolled up a gale, the halberd closed, and shouted loudly with both hands: "Brother Yun, take my move to 'pull out the mountain and cover the world'!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the yellow sand in the sky was fan-shaped with the swift wind, sweeping the entire martial arts arena, causing everyone on the sidelines to be embarrassed.

In the wind and sand, there was a faint person waving a spear in his hand, forming an impermeable water curtain, which narrowly blocked the wind and sand, but the original light blue and transparent water curtain became turbid and gray.

After a few breaths, the flying sand fell to the ground, the wind dispersed, and He Feng, who was left with only two halberds on the ground, panted for breath in the martial arts arena. And although He Yun blocked the wind and sand, he was still pushed out of the venue.

"He Yun! You've gotten stronger! Hahaha..."Seeing that his younger brother was standing outside the field and was not injured, He Feng was sure in his heart, put away the halberd, carried it on his shoulder, and said loudly.

He Yun smiled bitterly, he still couldn't win if he became stronger.

"Ah, big brother, fight again next time!"

......

"Let's go, the auction is about to begin." Wang Yifan drank the tea in the cup, gently put it on the table, and bowed towards Tianbao Pavilion, and opened his mouth lightly.

Jin Jing turned her head, looked in the direction of Wang Yifannu's mouth, then put down the cup in her hand, patted her dress, and followed.

"Hello, guest officer, this pavilion needs to confirm your qualifications for participation, I don't know if I can show your jade slip."

A Tsing Yi attendant in front of the door of Tianbao Pavilion bent down, said respectfully, and gently stretched out his hand to signal the stone platform on the side.

Wang Yifan had seen a lot of similar things in the academy, so he was not surprised, and calmly took out his jade slip and swept it somewhere on the stone platform.

The waiter in green clothes, glanced sideways, hurriedly gave way, bowed down again and said, "Guest officer, please inside, your position is on the seventh floor of the third floor." ”

"Well, can I bring someone in?" Wang Yifan was not in a hurry to enter the door, and asked weakly.

"Yes, guest officer, you are fully qualified for this." The Tsing Yi attendant smiled slightly and said softly.

"Oh?"

It's a little weird, but it's good to get in.

"Let's go, let's go, we can go in." The corners of Wang Yifan's mouth raised, and he turned to Jin Jing and called.

Then, through an arched passageway, the two went straight up to the third floor under the guidance of the attendants.

"Three-tiered ...... Number Seven ...... Over here! ”

Jin Jing waved his hand at Wang Yifan from afar. He stepped in first, casually leaned two chairs towards the window, and stood by the window to look at the auction hall outside.

And Wang Yifan slowly lost his head all the way, lamenting the wealth of the auction house: "Good girl, there are private rooms in the auction hall, and the TV is all sitting in rows..."

"Knock knock..."

Hearing the sound, the two turned their heads to look at the door, and subconsciously glanced at each other.

"Teacher Jin, you go open the door, I'll pour you tea."

Cheeky, Wang Yifan held back such a sentence, then turned his head lightly, carried the kettle on the table on the side, and poured the tea.

Opening the door, a young maid in Tsing Yi outside bowed down and said, "Excuse me, the two guest officers, the slave maid Xiaoxing, are the maids in charge of the No. 7 VIP room." Let's explain to the two guest officers how to bid for the VIP room. ”

"Hmm." Jin Jing pulled the door and moved out of the way.

And the maid named Xiao Xing walked lightly to the stone table in the middle of the VIP room, and gave the same salute to Wang Yifan before explaining gently. "The guest officer only needs to put the jade slip here, and then enter the specific merit points on the stone surface, or through here, bid loudly."

After speaking, he showed a sweet and greasy smile at Wang Yifan.

"Well, okay, thank you." Wang Yifan smiled slightly.

"If the guest officer has any questions about the way the VIP room is bidding, the slave is at the door." Straightening up, Xiao Xing took two steps back, saluted the two of them again, and then slowly took the door and retreated.