"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the scrap iron in Qin Meng's hand trembled slightly.

If it were an ordinary person holding it, he might not feel anything, but Qin Meng still had a strong sense of perception.

Although the piece of iron only trembled slightly, it was also sensed by Qin Meng.

Qin Meng's pupils shrank, and he looked at the iron in his hand, but the iron had never trembled since it trembled.

It was as if it were a real piece of scrap metal, and there was no reaction.

Qin Meng touched the iron block with her little thumb again, but at this moment, the iron block was completely unresponsive.

Qin Meng shook her head helplessly, also with a helpless look on her face.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with my own perception, but I don't know why, and now the iron has become scrap metal again.

Qin Meng put the iron block into his rustic bag, not to mention anything else, just the trembling just now already made Qin Meng feel that this iron piece was not a mortal thing.

"Dirt buns! Someone's coming. At this moment, Yao Yaoyao screamed in the audience.

Qin Meng was stunned, standing motionless in place, and suddenly felt a strong wind coming from all around.

This is not a yin wind, to be precise, it is the air flow brought by mana.

From these powerful air currents, Qin Meng felt that at this moment, the auction house was estimated to be surrounded by water.

"Little Meng! Hurry up and leave, the branch leader of the Immortal Pavilion has already come with a Dao weapon. ”

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Qin Meng's mind.

Yes, this voice is no one else's, it is his senior brother Wang Aoqin.

Qin Meng didn't bother to look around, because he knew that Wang Aoqin was not here, and at this moment, Wang Aoqin was just using the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Technique.

"Crackling!"

At this moment, the surrounding windows were kicked open at the same time, and countless figures jumped in through the windows.

The same is true for the second floor, where countless figures popped in, and for a while, the entire venue was surrounded.

"Bold Qin Meng, you provoked my Immortal Pavilion three or four times, and then killed the elders inside and outside my Immortal Pavilion, and now that you are dying, you are not yet captured?"

A figure walked out of the crowd and pointed at Qin Meng and shouted.

Qin Meng turned his head slightly to look at him, and suddenly saw a middle-aged man staring at him with a sneer.

He was the fourth elder who led five or six Immortal Pavilion disciples to hunt down and kill Qin Meng that day!

The fourth elder sneered, last time, he was indeed scared away by Qin Meng.

Because Qin Meng is not something he can compete with, but today is different.

Today, it was Yan Shan, the chairman of the South China Changsheng Pavilion Branch, who personally led the team and came to encircle and suppress Qin Meng, and there were more than a hundred inner disciples and masters of the Changsheng Pavilion.

Today, even if Qin Meng inserts her wings, she will inevitably die.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be a defeated general, I don't know if you brought your Dao weapon today? I'm interested in your Dao weapons. ”

Qin Meng smiled coldly.

I have to say that today's action in the Immortal Pavilion is indeed big enough.

The entire Immortal Pavilion disciples were dispatched, and the disciples of the Immortal Pavilion surrounding Qin Meng did not have a mana value of less than two thousand points.

It can be said that this is the biggest action of the Immortal Pavilion.

Even if it was a real person who fell into the Qin a few years ago, he didn't let the Immortal Pavilion move such a big battle.

Although it is said that back then, the Immortal Pavilion did not use this kind of battle against Luoqin Zhenren, but later, Luoqin Zhenren reflexively killed into the Immortal Pavilion.

It was a slash at the countless Immortal Pavilion disciples, directly washing the Immortal Pavilion branch in the entire South China City.

However, the Luoqin Zhenren back then was much stronger than the current Qin Meng, and when Luoqin Zhenren made trouble in South China City, he was already a Jiupin ghost catcher.

In contrast, countless people outside the auction house were already in silent mourning for Immortal Master Qin.

Because they didn't think that Immortal Master Qin would be able to withstand the Immortal Pavilion this time.

"Humph! Qin Meng, don't be arrogant, today is my Immortal Pavilion President personally attacked, and after I catch you, I will definitely let you taste the pain of the eighteenth layer of hell. ”

The fourth elder snorted coldly and said.

He didn't talk nonsense with Qin Meng much, after all, Qin Meng was already like a dead person in their eyes.

"What's the? Do you also want to block my Qin Meng's way? ”

Qin Meng asked coldly.

A gust of wind blew and stirred Qin Meng's hair, making his hair flutter everywhere, very handsome.

Even Yao Yaoyao in the audience was fascinated for a while.

However, she is also very worried about Qin Meng, today's battle is not trivial, if Qin Meng can't dodge, it is very likely that she will be planted here.

"Wait!" Yao Yaoyao let out a loud shout, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The four elders also looked at Yao Yaoyao and said, "Miss Yao family, there is nothing to do with you here, what about the people of the Yao family?" Still not coming in yet? ”

"It's coming!" After the words of the four elders fell, an old man walked in outside the auction house.

He came to Yao Yaoyao, saluted very respectfully, and said, "Miss, the master has an order, go back with me!" ”

"Fauber? How did you end up here? Where's my dad? Is he coming? Hurry up and let him out. ”

Yao Yaoyao exclaimed.

Fu Bo is an old servant who serves her father closely, and he also watched Yao Yaoyao grow up since she was a child.

Yao Yaoyao is still very dependent on him.

Since Fubo is here, then his father should also come, and now it is time for his life to be at stake.

If his father came, he might be able to save Qin Meng.

"Miss, the lord didn't come, the lord asked me to tell you, from now on, you are not allowed to have anything to do with Qin Meng."

Fauber said in a deep voice.

"Why?" Yao Yaoyao exclaimed.

"Because he's going to die here today, Miss, please come with me." Fauber gestured with his hand.

"No, I'm not leaving, if my dad doesn't save the buns, then let me die with him."

Yao Yaoyao yelled around.

She still thinks her father has arrived, but he just doesn't show up.

"Miss, I'm sorry." Fauber said apologetically.

After speaking, a palm slapped on the back of Yao Yaoyao's neck, and immediately heard Yao Yaoyao let out a muffled snort, and she rolled her eyes and fell unconscious.

Fu Bo helped Yao Yaoyao, glanced at Qin Meng deeply, and left directly.

Seeing Yao Yaoyao being taken away, Qin Meng breathed a sigh of relief, after all, at this moment, Yao Yaoyao stayed here, and she couldn't help herself.

"Qin Meng, now that your only savior has left, do you still want to resist obsessively?"

The four elders shouted again.

Qin Meng sneered, slowly raised his right hand, and finally raised his middle finger, obviously with contempt.

This is what Qin Meng learned when she came to South China City, and listening to Yao Yaoyao, this is what contempt means.

"Presumptuous! Qin Meng, since you don't know whether you live or die, then don't blame me for being ruthless, give it to me, and kill him. ”

The four elders shook their hands and commanded the hundreds of inner disciples of the Immortal Pavilion around them to go towards Qin Meng.

And he himself took two steps back and watched the play from behind.