Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Unlucky Duan Er

"My lord, what's wrong with you......" Duan Peng walked over a little uncertainly, anyone in the Craftsman God Sect could pinch him to death at will, even if he looked at the auctioneer's face, he had to speak in a low voice.

To put it simply, he can only be forced to pretend to be a grandson.

"Why did these weapons of yours become a pile of mortal iron!!" The auctioneer was furious, Xiao Buyu was still watching at the moment, he pretended to be indignant, and his feelings were in place, so as to put the responsibility on Duan Peng, and let this guy carry this big black cauldron steadily.

Duan Peng picked up a long sword with a puzzled face, it was still the same feeling as before, but ...... Why hasn't his strength increased at all? Impossible, he had tried this long sword one by one, how could this happen?

"Impossible...... How is this possible?" Duan Peng's face was as dead as ashes, he threw the long sword in his hand on the ground, and quickly picked up another long sword and tried it until he tried the last one.

Duan Peng's face was ugly, and he hurriedly pulled the auctioneer to explain, "Master Jiang...... It's impossible, my weapons were checked one by one when I gave them to you...... You also say......"

But before he could finish his words, he was thrown away by the auctioneer.

The auctioneer pointed at his nose and said sharply, "President Duan, how can I know what demon tricks you used to bewitch me, now that this matter has been revealed, you still want to deny it!!!" On the mountain of my Craftsman God Sect, I will never allow a villain like you Forge Master Association to set foot in the future!!"

The muscles on Duan Peng's face were uncontrollable, his jaw kept shaking, he knew that he had been planted, planted on these twenty-seven long swords.

"Master Jiang, listen to me......"

Duan Peng wanted to say something, but was stopped by an angry roar from the auctioneer Master Jiang, "Get out!!"

With this sound, the entire venue was shaken, and the strong spiritual power scattered away, shaking Duan Peng back dozens of steps, and finally Duan Wuhai helped him.

"I'll say it again! The mountain gate of my Craftsman God Sect will never allow you people who have the intention of hiding from the world and crossing the sea to set foot half a step again!!" The auctioneer's words were absolutely true, Duan Wuhai and Duan Peng, at this time, they both thought of someone in their hearts.

White up!

Both of them wanted to scold their mothers, but now they understand that they let people cheat.

No wonder this kid ran to the door of his house to set up a stall to sell spiritual weapons at a low price, it turned out that he was thinking of this pit person, but they were still stupid, like a duck with a beak.

"Daddy...... Let's go!"

Duan Wuhai looked at Duan Peng and said weakly, Duan Peng also nodded, and the two of them walked towards the outside of the field with their support, what was originally ringing in his ears was all flattering words, but now it has become abuse, accusation, and contempt.

Is it unheard of for a spiritual weapon to become a mortal soldier......

"Come on, throw away all these mortal soldiers!" the auctioneer said to the disciples of the Craftsman God Sect beside him with a cold face, and several people surrounded him and picked up the long sword on the ground.

"Young Master Xiao......" The auctioneer turned around and immediately put on a flattering smile, and he walked to Xiao Buyu's side with some apprehension.

Xiao Buyu didn't look at him, but stared at the long sword in his hand carefully, and opened his mouth to say, "Although this weapon is a mortal soldier, this forging technique has reached the peak level! The six weapons are exactly the same! There is not the slightest deviation!"

Xiao Bu's words made the auctioneer stunned, Young Master Xiao is ...... Not angry?

Then he beckoned to a kind of craftsman god sect, and Xiao Buyu's subordinates beside him said, "Put these long swords down!"

The faces of the disciples were blank, but the VIP spoke, and they did so.

"Young Master Xiao, what do you mean by this?" The auctioneer followed Xiao Buyu to the shelf, and the five long swords were inserted into the wooden shelf.

Xiao Buyu checked the long sword in his hand one by one, nodded from time to time, and after reading them all, he said, "This weapon is by no means a mortal soldier, but the spirit on it disappeared out of thin air for some reason." You see, this long sword is divided into six swords, and each one is forged in the same way, and the similarity of these six long swords has reached an astonishing level!"

The auctioneer had never paid attention to this, squinted his small eyes and looked at it, and after reading it, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Indeed, these six long swords don't even have the slightest difference in the lines on the hilt, this ...... Who's the hand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a bunch of strange eyes constantly staring at him, and he was looked at coldly, and wondered, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

A disciple of the Craftsman God Sect beside him looked around and saw that there were no outsiders, and said in a low voice, "Senior Uncle Jiang, didn't you say that this was refined by that forger master who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests?"

"Well, this ......" The auctioneer was speechless, did I just say that? I don't remember......

Xiao Buyu looked at it for a while, and said to the subordinates beside him, "Take these long swords back!"

After speaking, he turned around and left, and the auctioneer hurriedly bowed and said, "Congratulations to Young Master Xiao!"

I also pinched a cold sweat in my heart, I hated that Duan Peng in my heart, this guy is simply a disaster star, he must take revenge if he has the opportunity in the future, if it weren't for Xiao Buyu's good mood today, he would probably be finished.

The auctioneer stretched out his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, there were wet marks on his back, and he turned around and said eagerly to several disciples, "Why don't you hurry up and move these long swords to Young Master Xiao!"

All the disciples replied in unison, "Yes!"

The auctioneer looked at the dark sky, thought about it and went back to the room directly, who would have thought that such an exciting play would almost cause a big trouble in the end.

Wash and sleep!

......

"Dad, that white thing...... Duan Wuhai said fiercely, the two of them walked on the empty road down the mountain, no one sent it, no one paid attention, and they were very lonely.

"One day I'm going to kill him!!" Duan Peng said viciously, his eyes staring at a corner of the village below the mountain, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Duan Wuhai thought for a while, and then said, "Then let's go and kill him tonight!"

But Duan Peng waved his hand, and he said calmly, "Don't worry, kill him now, wait for Lan Lingyi to come to the door to take revenge? Damn, let him hook up with such a backer, what kind of fairy, it's really disgusting!" After saying that, Duan Peng's tone turned into scolding.

"What then?"

Duan Peng walked without speaking, and only after a while did he speak, "First of all, keep your reputation, the hammer method of the slender family and the forging book of the best spiritual weapon, all bring me them!"

Duan Wuhai thought about it, it was indeed the case, and nodded.

Duan Peng later added, "It doesn't matter if you kill it!"