The people in the entire auction hall felt this movement, and the auctioneers who came to give the sword were even more shocked.

"Chongming Sword, recognize the Lord!"

Sang Luo seemed to have expected it, and Chu Yanshu and Pei Jingxing didn't have much mood swings.

Song Qingyun was born with a sword bone, and he was one step ahead of others on the way of the sword, besides, in the huge Cangwu realm, the younger generation, who was born with a sword bone, was only he and Lin Qinghan, and it was not surprising that Chongming Sword recognized him as the master.

The auction messenger had already reflected and said,

"The auction is over, I don't know if the four of you are going to leave through the dark passage."

There are many people who come to participate in the auction, and there are many people who have a lot of backing, and there are also many people who are not far away from revealing their identities, and they are afraid that they will be remembered when they auction heavy treasures, so there is a secret way inside the auction.

Sang Luo paused for a moment, and was about to speak, but he heard Pei Jingxing say with a cold face,

"No, I forgive no one who dares to hit our Xuanyuan Sect with their thoughts!"

Sanglu: "......"

Actually, she wanted to leave.

But when you think about it the other way around, it seems to be the same reason.

It seems that it is easier to make people worry about hiding and hiding, and besides, in this Cangwu realm, it is estimated that no one dares to pay attention to Xuanyuan Sect.

From this, Sang Luo summed up a truth, it has to be a strong backer.

It's just that...... As soon as the four of them walked out of the door of the auction, they were stopped by two teenagers, a man and a woman.

The woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she is a goose-yellow woven into a brocade fairy skirt, with beautiful eyes and eyebrows, and she is generous.

And the man is about his early twenties, dressed in a light yellow robe, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, Sang Luo can see that he is a sword cultivator, in the middle of Jindan.

Looking at this age, this cultivation should be the lineage of the seven sects.

The young man took two steps forward, bowed to Sang Luo, and then said,

"In the Lower Dao Sect Ji Qingfeng, I want to ask Daoist friends for a favor."

Sang Luo lowered his eyebrows lightly when he listened, the one from the Taoist Sect?

Ji Qingfeng, the only genius who has cultivated both swords and swords since the opening of the Dao Sect, the master of the Kaiyang Sword, has a pure heart and is upright.

This guy is also a unique genius described in the book, but unfortunately, he died on the battlefield of humans and demons at a young age.

In view of the fact that he was very polite, Sang Luo had a good impression of him, and lowered his eyebrows,

"Tell me about it."

Ji Qingfeng opened his mouth and said,

"My senior brother was seriously injured during his training in the secret realm, and his life is on the verge of death, and he needs Xuanbing chalcedony as medicine, can you sell me some Xuanbing chalcedony?"

Before Sang Luo could speak, Pei Jingxing took the words, his words were mean and disdainful,

"What kind of injury? It's so serious, and you need Xuanbing chalcedony as medicine? Did your senior brother let the fire in the center of the earth burn into black coal? Or have you gone mad and gone the wrong way? ”

Fool whom?

When Xuanbing chalcedony is used in medicine, it is either burned by the fire of the center of the earth, or it has to be seriously injured.

Either that, or they went crazy and were about to explode and die.

Bullying his little sister doesn't know how to do it?

The girl in the back stepped forward and frowned,

"Why are you talking so impulsively, we're talking to this girl."

The implication is to shut him up.

Pei Jingxing snorted,

"You lied to people, you were exposed and embarrassed and angry, and you were embarrassed to say that others were talking impulsively, I think you are empty-hearted!"

The girl was about to make a move when she heard this, and Song Qingyun was about to draw her sword.

This kind of weak chirping Fu Xiu, he can fight ten by himself!