"Isn't this the Autumn Hunting Champion?" a yin and yang voice sounded.

This person is none other than Zhang Ping, who has officially had a conflict with Yangchen.

Since winning the championship in the autumn hunt, Yangchen's name is known to the world again, but the reputation is not very good, the autumn hunt won the final championship by picking up a second-order beast pill, and has become a laughing stock in the world's mouth, this kind of luck to win the results, let the world question the true strength of Yangchen.

Zhang Ping looked at the guards beside Yang Chen, and sneered: "What, does the champion have to bring his entourage when he goes out?"

When the guards saw that their master was being ridiculed, they drew their swords and stepped forward.

Yang Chen waved his hand to stop them, glanced at Zhang Ping, and said indifferently: "You can encounter annoying flies everywhere." ”

"What did you say?" Zhang Ping was furious.

"Aren't your ears good?" said Yang Chen.

"There's a kind of you say it again!" Zhang Ping pointed to the tip of his nose.

Yang Chen squinted at him, scolded 'idiot', and sat down on the spacious sofa.

Zhang Ping's face was blue and red for a while, the humiliation of the last time had not been reported, and this time he was insulted in front of the public, which was really hateful, just when he was about to make a move in anger, the auctioneer walked up to the auction table.

While!

As soon as the hammer sounds, the auction begins.

"After the auction is over, you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around!" Zhang Ping snorted coldly, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and sat back in his place.

The first auction item is a Tier 1 weapon.

"The starting price is five silver coins. ”

"Six silver coins!"

"Seven silver coins!"

“......”

Although the grade of the weapon was low, it was from the Famous Sword Villa, which naturally caused a wave of Xuan, and just like that, a first-order blade was auctioned off for the price of sixteen silver coins.

"The second treasure, the first-grade exercise method 'Mixed Yuan Gong', the starting price is five silver coins!"

The word 'start of auction' fell, and the price increased again.

In this way, the treasures were taken away one by one.

Yang Chen looked boredly at the crowd fighting for the price, and couldn't help yawning.

"The next auction is the last treasure of the auction. ”

As the auctioneer's voice fell, Yang Chen suddenly came to his senses.

I've been waiting for so long, and it's finally here.

Not only him, but everyone else also probed one after another, wanting to get a glimpse of what it was, although they didn't know what the treasure of this auction was, but, according to the auction house's previous practice, this last treasure was absolutely extraordinary.

The auctioneer took out the treasure and said slowly: "This is a set of second-grade sword skills "Flying Bird Casting Forest", presumably I don't need to say more, everyone also knows the power of second-grade martial arts, and this set of "Flying Bird Throwing Forest" is considered a superior sword skill even in the second-grade martial arts, so the starting price of this "Flying Bird Casting Forest" is set at: fifty silver coins!"

Wow!

When everyone heard this, they immediately caused a riot, which is worthy of being a second-grade martial art, and the starting price is set so high that many people are out of reach, you know, the things that were auctioned before, the highest is only so.

It can be seen from this that the value of this "Flying Birds Cast into the Forest".

"I'll give you sixty silver coins!"

The auction hall fell silent for a moment, and immediately someone shouted.

"I'm out of sixty-five!"

"Sixty-six!"

"Seventy"

“......”

The price soared rapidly, breaking through one hundred silver coins in the blink of an eye, however, the price still did not stop, but the speed of shouting slowed down.

After all, a hundred silver coins is already a huge fortune for ordinary people.

"One hundred and fifty silver coins!"

A loud voice sounded, and immediately suppressed the surrounding noise, and everyone heard the voice, and the person who asked for the price was the son of Xuanping Hou, Zhang Ping.

Immediately, the auction hall entered a quiet period.

Although one hundred and fifty silver coins was not a sky-high price, Zhang Ping's identity made them prohibitive.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhang Ping's mouth rose slightly.

"One hundred and sixty silver coins!"

Just as he proudly took this second-grade high-grade martial art into his bag, a childish voice sounded out of place.

"Dust!" Zhang Ping's tone was full of gloom, this guy has repeatedly challenged his authority, he has reached the point where he can't bear it anymore, if it weren't for the strength of the auction house, I'm afraid he can't help but kill the dust at this moment.

Yang Chen turned his head to look at him, grinning, revealing a row of white teeth.

"One hundred and seventy!" Zhang Ping said fiercely.

"One hundred and eighteen!" Yang Chen crossed Erlang's legs and leaned lazily on the sofa, as if he was competing with him.

"One hundred and nine!" Zhang Ping's face turned a little red, this price is close to his bottom line, although he is also the son of a marquis, but Xuanping Hou's family background is far from being as strong as that of Dingguo Hou.

In addition, Zhang Ping also has a talented younger brother Zhang Xiao, and now the Zhang family has put most of their financial resources on Zhang Xiao.

Therefore, Zhang Ping's pocket money now does not have that much.

"Two hundred!" cried Dusty again.

"Dust!" Zhang Ping's eyes widened, his face blushed and his neck was rough: "Do you have to deal with me?"

"What you said is too wronged, this is an auction house, not a playhouse, don't show off your power here if you don't have money, the reputation of Xuanping Hou has fallen in the province. "Yang Chen spread his hands, and he looked so angry and annoying.

Crunch!

Zhang Ping's fist clenched directly, and his breath was suddenly released, forming an invisible qi outside his body.

Seeing this, the people around them hurriedly retreated into the distance for fear of affecting themselves.

"Young Master Zhang, please calm your anger, this is the Kyushu Auction House. The auctioneer's vicissitudes of life exploded in Zhang Ping's ears like thunder.

Zhang Ping trembled, and immediately sobered up, although the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce has no one in the court, but the power should not be underestimated, even his father Xuanping Hou is very jealous, he naturally does not dare to make trouble here.

A hint of resentment flashed in Zhang Ping's eyes: "You wait for me!"

After finishing speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Staring at his back, Yang Chen showed a hint of playfulness, and then looked at the auctioneer and asked, "Is this "Flying Birds Casting the Forest" mine?"

"Naturally!" said the auctioneer with a kind smile.

In this way, the second-grade martial art "Flying Bird Casting Forest" finally fell into the hands of Yang Chen.

The auction ends.

However, everyone did not disperse as usual, they are all natives of Guangling, and they know Zhang Ping's character very well, and that guy is definitely not the master who suffers losses and swallows his anger.

So, they stayed and wanted to see what was next.

Yang Chen put away his martial arts and swaggered out of the auction house.

In addition to the seven or eight guards, there were also everyone in the auction house.

When he came outside, he saw Zhang Ping blocking the door of the auction house, he was also smart, knowing that there were guards following Yangchen, so he deliberately ran back and called more than ten guards.

Now Zhang Ping has an advantage in terms of numbers.

The movement at the entrance of the auction house naturally attracted passers-by walking around, and they surrounded them one after another.

"Isn't that the second young master of the Yang family who just won the autumn hunting championship Yangchen? That is Zhang Ping, the eldest son of Xuanping Hou, right? What are these two sons going to do?"

"Can't you see this? The Marquis of Dingguo and the Marquis of Xuanping were already at odds, and just now they raised dust in the auction house and robbed Zhang Ping's fancy martial arts, I am afraid that a vicious battle will inevitably be avoided. ”

"It seems that Yangchen is at a loss, there are only eight people behind him, and there are twelve of them in Zhang Ping, and Zhang Ping himself is a martial artist in the body realm Xiaogongtian, this is a cruelty and killing without suspense. ”

"Whatever, it has nothing to do with us anyway, kill one less one!"

“......”

Everyone held the mentality of watching the excitement and judged the taste.

The corners of Zhang Ping's mouth flashed a cruel smile: "Yang Chen, present the copy of "Flying Birds to the Forest" to Young Master Ben, and then obediently kowtow to Young Master Ben three times, Young Master Ben will let you go today!"

"What if you don't?" said Yang Chen.

"That young master will abolish you today!" Zhang Ping's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom.

Yangchen shrugged his shoulders and said seriously: "Yes, both roads are good." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ping wondered,

"Aren't you choosing a path for yourself?" said Yang Chen.

Zhang Ping's eyes shrank: "You trick me! Give it to me, who can abolish him, reward him with 100 silver!"

As soon as the words fell, the guards behind him were like wild horses that had taken off their reins, and pounced towards Yangchen and the others, and without Yangchen speaking, the guards behind him also rushed out.

The two sides immediately scuffled together.

In the center of the crowd, only Yang Chen and Zhang Ping were left.

"Today, Young Master Ben will let you taste the taste of the punch that hit me at the beginning!" Zhang Ping's breath surged up, condensing into a strong qi in the palm of his hand.

Immediately, he clenched his fists, walked like a fly, and came to the dust in a few moments.

At this moment, the cultivation of Xiao Gongtian in the realm of the body exploded, and the eighteen acupuncture veins surged together, turning into a fierce force and hitting the dust.

"Zhang Ping's strength has improved a lot, the last time I saw him, he wasn't so strong. ”

"Yes, he has now opened up eighteen acupuncture veins, and his strength has reached the peak of Xiaogong Tian, and he is only an inch away from Dagong Tian. ”

"Dust is going to be unlucky!"

“......”

Zhang Ping's strength is well known, but they have never seen Yangchen's strength, however, since Yangchen opened the Life Palace, only a few months have passed, and the realm is still in the early stage of the body realm.

Yang Chen stood there motionless, as if he was scared silly to outsiders.

Everyone once again mourned for Yangchen.

However, just when everyone thought that Yang Chen was going to be shot in the head by Zhang Ping, he moved.

I saw Yang Chen raise his hand and punch unhurriedly, only to hear a 'bang', and the next moment, everyone saw Zhang Ping lying ten meters away.

This...

When everyone saw such a result, they were immediately dumbfounded, what happened just now? They only saw Yang Chen raise his hand and punch him, could it be that the punch put Zhang Ping down?

To be able to easily put the martial artist of the body realm Xiaogongtian in, what a strong strength is required.

The realm of the body Omiya Heaven?

Zhang Ping, who is a party to the party, is also at a loss.

However, he quickly reacted, jumped up from the ground again, and said angrily, "What did you just do?"

"What do you say?" said Yang Chen.

Zhang Ping's face was cloudy, although he didn't know why Yang Chen could knock him down, but at that moment just now, he sensed that the other party was also a cultivator of Xiao Gong Tian in the Body Realm, but it was indeed not long after he stepped into Xiao Gong Tian.

Although he was amazed at the cultivation speed of Yang Chen, since the other party's realm was not as strong as his own, Zhang Ping's hanging heart also let go.

Zhang Ping can only take what happened just now as careless.

'Zheng!' The long sword was unsheathed, Zhang Ping poured the internal force into it, and stabbed towards the dust again......