After another half an hour or so, seventy or eighty monks from the sect came. However, many of them are disciples of the late Yuan Infant and the peak, and at least a few are the elders of the Clutch Realm.

Zhang Ji had been sitting in his position with his eyes closed, so everyone slowly ignored him. However, he was secretly observing everything, although the monks here did not represent all of the Infernal Sword Sect, but this number was still a little worrying.

Or in other words, in this case, there are some asymmetrical sects that are now ranked in the door.

If it weren't for the ranking of the upper door, if it fell out of nine places at most each session, the sect of hundreds of years ago would have judged that the Infernal Sword Sect might have fallen a few more.

These are all gossip, so let's not mention them for now.

This is the auction inside the Infernal Sword Gate, so everyone is familiar with it, and after a while, they will greet each other. Zhang Ji looked at this scene a little out of place, and closed his eyes with some frowns. But then his expression changed slightly, revealing a little doubt without leaving a trace.

Under his powerful Divine Sense, everything here was hidden, and he saw the old man with a cane and scaly skin looking at him vaguely, with some thoughtful looks on his face from time to time.

Although Zhang Ji felt a little strange in his heart, he didn't show it.

After another stick of incense, everyone thought that the auction was about to begin, and when everyone sat upright and looked excited, they only heard a squeak, and the door opened again.

I saw an old man wearing a loose robe, his expression was majestic, and his eyes had a kind of arrogance, carrying two water-blue long swords behind his back, and he walked in with a proud face.

Rumble!

The scene suddenly boiled!

"Uncle Wan'an, Hundred Swordsmen!"

"Uncle Shi's cultivation has improved a lot, it's really gratifying!"

"Uncle Shi, come here and sit!"

......

The sound of greetings one after another, mixed with some flattery.

Zhang Ji frowned and muttered 'Hundred Swords', with a hint of playfulness on his face. If he wasn't wrong. This person should be the old man of a hundred swords.

As the saying goes, the shadow of a man's famous tree is indeed true. As soon as the old man of the hundred swords arrived, before he could say a word, more than half of the monks present began to curry favor with him. Only a handful of people were not involved, but it was clear that they were also affected.

Compared with Zhang Ji, an airborne contestant, the monks of the older generation of the Infernal Sword Sect still support the old man of the Hundred Swords. And Ken Motoko.

The horror of the old man of the hundred swords and the head of the sword Yuanzi, how can this hairy boy who has not dried up be compared?

At this time, some sinister guys sneered and began to talk to themselves: "It is said that this new Elder Zhang has amazing strength and combat power, but I don't know how he compares to the Hundred Swords Master?"

This sentence is very quiet. But he didn't add any means of cover-up, and the monks present were all powerful people who had cultivated, so they could naturally hear it clearly.

The old man of the hundred swords frowned, and his eyes became a little cold. Zhang Ji's brows furrowed slightly. A hint of intolerance flashed in his eyes.

If you don't have the same knowledge as you, I'm really a bully, right?

One after another, he was also a little upset. With his current vision, how could he be able to see it? Battles at this level?

The hall had fallen silent at the moment, and it was so startled that it could be heard. Zhang Ji once again became the focus of everyone's attention. Although gloating, see the lively colors mostly. But this also proves a problem, that is, they have not recognized Zhang Ji.

This kind of guy who is parachuted in, everyone wants him to fall and fight.

Therefore, everyone is waiting for the old man of the hundred swords to teach this person a lesson. Of course, the old man of the hundred swords did turn his head, looking at Zhang Ji with an unkind gaze, and a trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although this person is arrogant, he knows the difference between the clutch and the catastrophe, so after weighing the pros and cons for a while, he still endures it.

However, this tone was hooked out at this time.

I saw that the old man of the hundred swords' eyes flashed, and he actually released a powerful divine sense power, turning into a divine sense sword light, and smashed down towards Zhang Ji with a thousand pounds, as if he did not spare the slightest hand.

"Uncle Hundred Swords, don't!"

"Don't be rash, uncle, everyone is the same family!"

......

Everyone present suddenly changed color, and they all retreated to the back, but some people still shouted loudly and persuaded them.

The old man of the hundred swords just sneered when he heard this, he didn't plan to make a heavy hand, but he wanted Zhang Ji to lose face, so as to relieve the resentment in his heart.

However, Zhang Ji's reaction was beyond his expectations. I saw that it showed a sneer, and its divine sense was so vigorous that it turned into a black giant sword with lightning speed, and fiercely repelled the attacking sword.

The latter jerked back and gradually dispersed into the air.

Zhang Ji still left a little leeway, and did not directly defeat the Hundred Swords Old Man's Divine Sense Sword, otherwise his Divine Sense would inevitably be damaged!

The old man of the hundred swords' face turned slightly pale, and then he looked ruddy. Although his Divine Sense Sword was repulsed, he was not injured. This made him wrong and estimated Zhang Ji's strength, although it was amazing enough.

The old man of the hundred swords was silent for a while, retracted his gaze, found a random position, and sat down.

And this is just a small episode!

The two sides were at war with their divine senses, and Zhang Ji had the upper hand at 'one point', but it wasn't a formal battle, so it wasn't anything.

But the others, secretly, exploded the pot, and the old man of the hundred swords actually fell into the disadvantage, which was something they had not thought of at all before. But in this way, there is a lot less gossip before.

Many people are afraid of it, and this is the importance of strength.

After another half an hour, the people are basically together. Zhang Ji counted slightly, there were more than thirty elders in the clutch realm, and there were even hundreds of disciples in the late Yuan Infant and peak stages.

It's still a bit surprising when it looks like this.

I just don't know how many Yuan Babies and Clutch powerhouses there are in the Infernal Sword Gate in addition to these people.

Just when Zhang Ji was thinking about it, the auction finally began.

I only heard the door creaking, and a few people came out of it. Among them, the first one was a middle-aged woman with very white skin, although she was not beautiful, but she was full of charm. And her cultivation is good, in the middle of the clutch.

After the woman walked up to the central platform with a smile, she said softly with a smile: "You guys, it's been a long time. Everyone is welcome to come to this auction, and the rules will not be mentioned much, everyone should know it. If there's too much nonsense, everyone will think I'm going to be verbose again!"

Hearing this, many people laughed. (To be continued......)