Eighteen royal guards were wiped out, but this does not mean that the eighth prince is unavailable, Danxiang Pavilion has a royal magnate as a background, so naturally it has a lot of thugs.

Before the Blood Wolf Dog rioted, they all quietly retreated into the crowd, and at this moment there was no threat from the Blood Wolf Dog, plus the Eighth Prince ordered, when they all jumped out, waved the blade in their hands, and rushed to the auction table.

Liu Kexin exclaimed, as if he was frightened, and hurriedly retreated to the side, so that Ling Xian'er was the only one left on the auction table, and naturally became the target of everyone's attack.

"Even if you have three heads and six arms, you can't save her!" The eighth prince sneered, and said in a gloomy tone: "What will happen to her, what will happen to you later, even worse than her!"

"Yes, I don't think it'......" Li Qingming was very calm, he glanced at it, and saw that the two thugs of Danxiang Pavilion had rushed to the stage, and the steel knife in his hand, with a cold strong wind, slashed towards Ling Xian'er.

The sharp blade reflected a cold glow, and Ling Xian'er could even see her pale and bloodless face from the knife.

At this moment, she has too many grievances and unwillingness in her heart, but so what? In the face of power and oppression, she can only choose silence and compromise, and never dares to rise up to resist.

The sword flashed in front of her eyes, she knew that her life would end in the next moment, unexpectedly, her heart was peaceful, and it didn't seem so terrible to really die.

Perhaps, this is just a relief for her!

Time, as if at this moment, stood still for a moment......

"Tick!"

A drop of warm liquid splashed on her beautiful face, and faintly, she seemed to smell a wisp of blood.

It's blood, fresh blood, but not hers!

Ling Xian'er opened her eyes suddenly, looked up, the expression on her face suddenly froze, and her eyes showed an unbelievable look!

The two thugs of the Danxiang Pavilion frowned at the moment, with a painful expression on their faces, and even the steel knife in their hands fell down, making a sound of "dang chang", they were unaware of it.

"Did these two people have a stroke? Why are they standing still stupid?" someone noticed the abnormality and teased them on the side.

And some sharp-eyed people clearly saw that on the wrist of the two Danxiang Pavilion thugs who had just held the knife, a blood mark broke out, and hot blood splattered out.

Naturally, it was Li Qingming who made the move, and at the moment when the steel knife fell, he raised his right hand, pinched out a sword trick, and said coldly: "Void Sword Qi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the space above the auction table was so subtle that people couldn't even notice it, and then a fierce sword aura came out of thin air.

Only a "brush" sound was heard, and the sword qi was as transparent as it turned into a phantom, slashing through the wrists of the two Danxiang Pavilion thugs who intended to attack Ling Xian'er.

"Puff, puff" twice, the sound of the flesh being cut by a sharp blade came from the wrist, and the two thugs felt something strange before they could react to what was happening.

The hand holding the knife suddenly lost its strength for some reason, and the five fingers were loosened, and the steel knife fell to the ground, and at the same time, the two of them were horrified to find that there were two blood marks on their wrists, and the wounds were deep to the bone, and even the tendons were cut together.

This series of accidents happened between the lightning and flint, and the next moment, behind the two of them, more than a dozen figures rushed up, and the people in front of them couldn't help but shiver after seeing the strange picture of their companions, and their hearts sprouted a sense of retreat.

However, under the collision of others, more than a dozen people almost rushed to the auction table in a swarm, and for a while, they screamed again and again, and became a mess.

And at this moment, a sharp transparent sword qi circled around the dozen or so thugs on the auction table, and where the sword qi passed, it suddenly brought up blood lines and swayed into the air.

In the blink of an eye, on the auction table, except for Ling Xian'er, everyone's wrists were cut by the sword qi without exception, and the tendons were also cut.

The energy of that void sword qi was exhausted, and finally dissipated into nothingness, as if it had never appeared, and most of the people present only saw the blood marks on the wrists of those thugs, but they could not find any traces of the existence of the sword qi.

Only Gu Songzi and Yan Shi Dao frowned, feeling incredible, because they detected the traces of that sword qi, and in that sword qi, they felt the fluctuation of divine consciousness.

And the source of the fluctuation of divine consciousness was on Li Qingming's body, it was he who had just manipulated a sword qi and cut the wrists of those thugs.

"Imperial Qi Condensation Soldier, Divine Sense Manipulation, How did he do it?" Gu Songzi and Yan Shi Dao, almost at the same time, asked.

The Imperial Qi Condensation Soldier is a martial arts monk, who has reached the sixth level of refining the body, and the true qi in the body is released, condensing like the substance, and can only be used as a means to be used, and the scope of the attack covers the three zhang of the body, and it can be taken by surprise to attack it unprepared, but the flexibility is not as convenient as the real knife and real gun.

The divine consciousness control is the basic divine power possessed by the Shinto monk after the divine consciousness reaches the thirtieth level, which can be achieved within ten zhang and take things from the air.

Whether it is the Imperial Qi Condensation Soldier or the Divine Sense Manipulation, they are only martial arts monks, as well as Shinto monks, entry-level divine power martial arts, but with Li Qing's fourfold and twenty-fifth order divine consciousness power, he can integrate these two methods and display them at the same time, which is quite demonic.

"This person is not simple, he must be captured alive!" At this moment, the two national teachers had surprisingly the same thoughts.

It's a pity that Li Qingming didn't give them a chance at all, only to see his body leap up, step out, and instantly land on the auction table, grab Ling Xian'er with his hand, and then lift his breath, sweep off the auction table, and rush towards the gate of Danxiang Pavilion, during which a group of thugs can only watch, but no one can stop them.

Don't look at Li Qingming as a cripple, but under the wild running of the imperial qi, the speed reached one breath and three zhang, and he was actually a martial arts monk who did not lose the fivefold peak of the refining body at all.

In the eyes of those onlookers, Li Qingming at this moment is simply like the wind, lame!

"Stop him!" Gu Songzi yelled, jumped out as soon as possible, stepped out in one step, and actually shrunk into inches, overtaking Li Qingming in the blink of an eye, and stopped him at the door of Danxiang Pavilion.

"It's also the old man's turn to behave!" Gu Songzi sneered in his heart, and his eyes were full of greed when he looked at Li Qingming.

The Shinto methods that Li Qingming showed just now made him very hot, and the most important thing is that since this kid is a Shinto monk, he can also take out a Yellow Rank Five-Rank Spirit Pill Pill for auction at will, and there must be something even more amazing hidden on his body.

Thinking of this, Gu Songzi couldn't wait to make a move, but at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the national teacher of the Qingtuo County Banquet Dao standing up, as if he had the intention of going toe-for-tat with him.

Gu Songzi's old face darkened in an instant, and his mood became quite unbeautiful!