(12 points)

At this time, in the entire auction hall, the thunder flashed, and at a glance, the powerful and dazzling thunder mang attracted everyone's attention.

Those immortal cultivators who were originally sitting around the high platform had vacated a large open space at this time, but in this open space, Cheng Qian and Elder Jiedan were fighting in it.

There is a huge gap between the cultivation of the two, but Cheng Qian uses the foundation building period to suppress the Dan period, not to mention that this kind of battle has not appeared in a hundred years, and I am afraid that it is estimated that it will rarely appear in the entire Xuandong.

Many people in the audience had surprise on their faces, but at this time, the sharp harsh sound made everyone have a trace of fear on their faces, although the sword of thunder light was not stabbed at them, but they also felt a strong sense of oppression.

I saw those flying swords, one by one, in a straight line, like a giant snake flashing with cyan tears, fiercely attacking the old man's dantian.

The old man who resisted the Otogi Green Thunder Array was naturally shocked by this scene, his eyes were filled with a hint of fear, but his face was even more gloomy.

"Boy, just because you also want to destroy the old man's foundation? It's really wishful thinking, you have the power of heavenly thunder, and you are indeed the nemesis of the old man, but the old man's cultivation is several times higher than yours, if you and I are monks of the same level, I'm afraid you don't want a single face, you can kill me, but the power of the heavenly thunder you exert is limited, although it is not fatal, but it can also hurt me. The old man faced the sword of thunder light flying in a straight line, although there was a trace of fear in his eyes, but he said like this.

However, as soon as his voice fell, a surprising scene appeared.

The old man bit his finger and drew a strange rune in front of him, followed by the cold and biting yin wind, which was a little thicker, and above the strange rune, a dazzling light flashed, and under the flash of blood, a crack suddenly opened in the void, only to see that where the crack was, a black long knife, flashed out, and was suspended in front of the old man.

There was nothing strange about that long knife, it looked like an ordinary knife on the outside, but in the body of the knife, you could feel an incomparably thick evil aura, and the cold and cold instantly swept through the entire hall.

"Not good"

With the appearance of the black knife, a strong sense of crisis rose in Cheng Qian's heart, and with a flick of his hand, he began to stuff the pill into his mouth, and the spiritual power in his body turned, refining the medicinal power at the fastest speed.

"Hehe" The old man grinned, and the black knife in front of him moved, and a cold wind, centered on the black knife, swept away in all directions in an instant.

The Thunder Light Sword, which was in a straight line, suddenly slowed down sharply, and was unexpectedly swayed by the force diffused by the black knife, and it twisted non-stop.

"What is this" Not only was Cheng Qian's face shocked, but even Nangong Yifeng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, felt a sense of discomfort, and his face changed slightly.

Then I saw the black knife flip lightly in the air, and an invisible evil qi, with a ferocious attack, rushed towards the arcs that fell overhead.

Bang

The deafening sound reached the ears, and the arc above the old man's head was dispersed without a single blow.

"It's so powerful" Cheng Qian's eyes showed a trace of horror, and with a flick of his hand, a stream of spiritual rays swept out, and a wall of water instantly rose in front of him, blocking him.

However, in the blink of an eye, the Soul Gate's Jiedan Ancestor regained his free body, he looked at the black long knife with a smug gaze, and was not afraid of Cheng Qian's heavenly thunder at all, and suddenly held the black knife with one hand.

As the old man's hand grasped the hilt of the knife, the cold and piercing feeling instantly swept through the entire hall, and the people in the audience were basically in an uproar.

Some of the Qi refining periods that were not good at cultivation turned pale and trembled, and their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat.

"Boy, since you can force me to this point, you are also the first person in the foundation building period, although the heavenly thunder in your body can overcome yin, but it is not the kind of golden thunder that specializes in dealing with yin and evil can be compared, the yin qi conjured up by the old man is not pure, so it will be so, but this knife will not be afraid of your heavenly thunder, and now if you want to deal with me, without Gengjin divine thunder, it is completely useless. The old man's lips and teeth moved slightly, and he actually performed the art of transmitting sound to Cheng Qian. ...,

Cheng Qian was stunned for a while after hearing this, Gengjin Divine Thunder, which has been seen in the magic of the Five Elements Sacrifice Thunder Technique, must have a strong golden aura to transform the heavenly thunder into metal, this thunder and lightning are golden, dealing with ordinary monks, I am afraid there is nothing powerful, but dealing with monks such as Yin Demons, it is extremely harmful, and it is completely the nemesis of the demon race.

The golden aura is difficult for Cheng Qian, he is not a metallic spiritual root, if he wants to drive the Gengjin Divine Thunder, he must conjure up the golden aura, and those golden auras must be extremely condensed.

"Hmph, no matter what you are, even if you don't have Gengjin Divine Thunder, can't you be harmed?". Cheng Qian snorted coldly.

"Haha, stinky boy, looking for death" The old man of the soul gate smiled slightly, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and the right hand holding the black knife suddenly rose up, and the air around him was tight, and it turned into a cyclone, which was absorbed by the black blade and rotated around.

An astonishing yin aura burst out from the blade of the knife, and instantly diffused to the whole audience, and for a while, the yin wind was like ink, and the terrible ghost screams sounded all around.

"What's the matter" A monk's face turned pale and his whole body was unwell.

"This old fellow seems to want to target all of us," said one of them.

Yes, this monk of the Dementor Sect really wanted to target everyone, because he wanted to slaughter it together with Nangong Yifeng on the side

Immediately, the old man suddenly slashed the black knife in his hand in front of him, and a huge knife shadow appeared, flashing with a black cold light.

Cheng Qian was shocked when he saw this, such a powerful attack, the water ripple handkerchief might not be able to resist it at all, and then Cheng Gan's body moved, wanting to dodge this blow.

However, his body was stunned, as if he was imprisoned by something, and a strong coercion fell on top of his head.

"What kind of coercion is this, it can actually imprison me" Cheng Qian's face was full of disbelief, the power emitted by that black knife could actually imprison him.

In a hurry, the treasure trick in the body suddenly urged, and a layer of milky white light curtain appeared, blocking this attack in turn, and the black knife shadow, with the power of ten thousand jun, slashed at Cheng Qian, and a stream of yin wind surrounded him.

boom

A huge collision sound came into his ears, and he saw that Cheng Qian's figure was like a cannonball, and he was directly hit into the air, and the milky white light curtain on his body suddenly made a crisp sound, and it was instantly full of cracks and shattered

yes

I saw that Cheng Qian had just been knocked away, and there was a scream, and the screams were not just one person, it seemed that several people had screamed, but Nangong Yifeng saw the situation clearly.

The huge black sword shadow, although it was the main attack on Cheng Qian, but the drunkard didn't mean to drink, it turned out to be those innocent immortal cultivators in the audience.

Cheng Qian was just knocked away by the tip of the knife, but the entire blade shrouded several immortal cultivators, and suddenly the pungent smell of blood spread around, and the evil qi generated by killing the immortal cultivators instantly rushed out of those corpses and was absorbed by the black long knife.

"Hmph, you actually kill people to absorb evil qi, I'm afraid that when you absorb enough evil qi, even I won't let it go," Nangong Yifeng said like this.

This auction was held by their Nangong family, and the other party's fighting method here had already made Nangong Yifeng angry, and he was ready to solve it on the spot, but Cheng Gan's sudden appearance stopped his thoughts, but at this moment, he couldn't say it without making a move, Cheng Qian didn't seem to have a chance to turn the tables at all, the magic power that Cheng Qian had previously exerted was so sharp, I thought that this kid could really kill this old man of the Dementor Gate, but he didn't expect the other party to have such a sharp treasure.

Suddenly, the spiritual pressure of the peak of the middle stage of Nangong Yifeng Jie Dan surged out, and it slammed into the old man of the soul gate. ...,

Seeing this, the old man was not afraid, raised his hand and waved it violently, and with a flash of cold light, a jet-black crescent moon qi blade flew out of the blade and rushed straight towards Nangong Yifeng.

In this black sword aura, a condensed demonic aura was diffused, which actually made Nangong Yifeng, who was the peak of the middle stage of the Yudan, feel a trace of fear.

However, even so, Nangong Yifeng was still relatively calm, and with a flick of his hand, a shield flew out, turning into a layer of cyan light curtain blocking in front of him.

Bang

A violent popping sound came into the ears, and the sword qi and the cyan light curtain came into contact, but after a breath, the cyan light curtain made a buzz, and the aura also withered, gradually dimming.

"How is it possible, I am a high-level magic weapon" Nangong Yifeng's surprised voice came out, and he didn't dare to slack off, his figure flashed, his sleeve robe shook, and streams of blue light gushed out, and a chill diffused around.

In an instant, a blue light flashed with a fairy sword, and the temperature around it began to drop sharply, which was obviously an extremely good magic weapon with cold attributes.

"Sister hurry back and inform the clansmen," Nangong Yifeng said, passing on his sister's voice.

At this time, Cheng Qiankan got up from the ground, his face was pale for a while, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, a white light curtain with strong defense was shattered with a knife today, although it was not the ontological defense of the White Dragon Ding, but it was also a light curtain condensed by the Tongtian Spirit Treasure, but compared to the other party's sword qi, it was nothing but a small thing.

"Could it be that the other party is also a Tongtian Spirit Treasure?" Cheng Qian muttered to himself, but his face was gloomy, and he secretly felt bad in his heart, if the other party was really a Tongtian Spirit Treasure, I am afraid that no one present would be able to escape.

"Hehe, kid, you don't have to be afraid, what the other party has in his hand is not a Tongtian Spirit Treasure, but an imitation" I don't know when the voice of Huangquan Old Ancestor came into Cheng Qian's ears, and he said like this...... ，