"This little guy didn't disgrace me. ”

Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.

On the other side, there are also juniors of the Ye family fighting in the ring.

But on the Ye family's side, it is basically a victory.

In this round, even if there are those who fall into a fierce battle, in the end, it is also the junior of the Ye family who wins.

Ye Chen could imagine the surprise on the faces of those who were watching the battle around him.

Now, the Ye family is a blockbuster again!

Last time it was the top power of the Ye family, and this time it is the afterlife of the Ye family!

"Eight thousand taels!"

Yan Yuliang's voice suddenly remembered, and Ye Chen withdrew his gaze.

Ye Chen was curious, could it be that Yan Yuliang was also interested in the White Bone Pill?

But when I looked closely, the lot displayed on the auction table was no longer the White Bone Pill.

Rather, an ancient scroll.

He was fully focused on the battle in the central square, and it had been some time since then.

"Combat skills?"

Ye Chen had a guess in his heart.

"Oh, the Lord of Yan City is out of eight thousand, these eight desolate fists, is there anyone who has increased the price?"

Sure enough, it's a combat skill.

"The Lord of Yan City has spoken, then I'll give up, baby with hero!"

"I gave up too!"

"Me too. ”

One after another voices sounded, and they were basically people from the local family of Fancheng.

Those sect forces looked up at the box, but there was a little more hesitation in their eyes.

This is a high-grade combat skill of the Yellow Rank, and the combat skill itself is amazingly powerful, and when cultivated to the Great Perfection, it can even compete with the lower grade of the Xuan Rank!

This kind of good stuff, they don't want to let it.

"Nine thousand!"

A sect force spoke.

"Ten thousand!"

"Ten thousand twelve!"

"Fifteen thousand!"

As if causing a chain reaction, the forces of the sect began to bid one after another.

"Twenty thousand!"

Yan Yuliang spoke again.

Ye Chen was puzzled, why Yan Yuliang was interested in such a yellow-level top-grade combat skill.

With his identity, he definitely doesn't have this level of combat skills?

This price made the major sect forces hesitate for a moment.

It's not that they don't have these silver taels, it's mainly a matter of whether this skill is worth it.

"Twenty-two!"

There were also voices of power.

This person, Ye Chen also knew, Yang Yulin who he saw at the gate of the Treasure Club before.

The people of Qingyunmen.

"Lord Yan City, this price is already the limit of the Eight Desolation Fist, if you add more, it will outweigh the loss. ”

Elder Yang was hinting at Yan Yuliang.

This thing, it's better to give it to yourself.

"It doesn't matter, I don't lack such a yellow-level combat skill, mainly to buy it and give it to friends. ”

Yan Yuliang suddenly laughed.

The crowd was stunned.

Friend?

When did Yan Yuliang have friends in Fancheng.

Yan Yuliang has been in Fancheng for decades, and no one in Fancheng wants to make friends with him, but Yan Yuliang just doesn't eat oil and rice, so people don't know where to start.

But today, Yan Yuliang actually took the initiative to admit that he had friends!

Don't... Is it from Fancheng?

Everyone thought to themselves.

If it's true, this person must have made friends!

"Twenty-five thousand!"

Yan Yuliang asked again.

Elder Yang's brows furrowed, he didn't expect the other party to really rob him.

Twenty-five thousand, if you add it, it's really not worth it.

Elder Yang chose to give up.

Zhao Liuli made the final decision.

"Then this combat skill belongs to the Yan City Lord, and someone will send it to the Yan City Lord immediately. ”

After Zhao Liuli finished speaking, the maid pushed the cart and left.

But then, the secret door opened again.

A new cart came in.

Knock knock!

There was a sudden knock on the box door.

"Come in!"

Yan Yuliang said lightly.

The door of the box was pushed open, and a maid came to Yan Yuliang's side with a scroll in both hands.

Lord Yancheng, this is your thing.

"Give it to him!"

Yan Yuliang glanced at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was slightly stunned.

To yourself?

Before she could react, the maid had already come over with her combat skills.

"Brother Yan, are you?"

Ye Chen was puzzled.

"This is a return gift, you have helped me so many times in the desert, and this is not a gift from me to your family, just a personal gift to you, you don't have to worry about anything else. ”

Ye Chen wanted to refuse, but it was really unnecessary.

This combat skill is needed by Ye Chen.

The Ye family also needs it.

"Uncle Ye, just take it. ”

Yu Ningxue's voice also came immediately.

Ye Chen nodded and took the scroll.

"Lord Yancheng, the slave and maid have taken their leave. ”

The maid left, and Ye Chen opened the scroll in his hand.

Eight Desolation Fist!

Three large ancient characters are engraved on the cover of the scroll.

While opening, dust is constantly falling.

But when Ye Chen opened all the scrolls, the scene in front of him made Ye Chen stunned.

This was the first time Ye Chen had seen a combat skill.

Inside the scroll, there are pictures and texts.

The figure is the basic movement of the Eight Desolation Boxing.

Although it was just some movements, Ye Chen had a feeling.

The villain in the picture is constantly waving his fists, although it seems that there is no discipline, but it is interlocking, and every movement is perfectly connected to the previous one.

Beside Ye Chen, it seemed that there was already a fist wind.

The fist wind is gusting, and the strength is clear.

"Eight Desolation Fists, Earthquake in All Directions, Shatter the Great Road, Break the Sky!"

At the beginning of the cultivation experience, a purple-gold font appeared.

"Overbearing!"

Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Is this really a Yellow-Rank Skill?

What a terrifying existence that the Xuan Level, the Earth Level, and even the Heavenly Ladder that only exists in legends!

"Ding! The fragment of the Eight Desolation Fist has been scanned successfully!"

"Ding! I have learned a new combat skill, Eight Desolation Fist!"

"Eight Desolation Fist Proficiency: 1!"

System prompts suddenly sounded in Ye Chen's mind.

Fragments?

The first thing Ye Chen noticed was this.

He took a closer look at the Eight Desolation Fist, and found that after the punching method of one move and one style, it was indeed missing a trace of taste.

It's as if the smooth picture came to an abrupt end.

But just now, I didn't feel that way.

"Is it because I've learned that I have a new feeling?"

Ye Chen thought to himself.

The performance of the system this time really shocked Ye Chen.

It may take ten days and half a month for others to learn combat skills before they can find the doorway.

What about your turn?

It's just a blink of an eye, straight to the point!

It's terrifying to learn a combat skill at a glance!

"How's this technique?"

Yan Yuliang's voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Chen's body trembled slightly, and he hurriedly closed the Eight Desolation Fists, as if he was afraid that the other party would take it over and look at half of it.

The Eight Desolation Fist was also a small surprise for Ye Chen.

A fragment is already a yellow-level high-grade.

If you find the other half, what is the real strength?

What is certain is that these Eight Desolate Fists must be Xuan-level combat skills!

The new lot is a Xuan-level elixir, this time the Fancheng family basically stood still, no one spoke, only the major sect forces were scrambling.

The main elixir is something that can only be used by Dan masters.

The elixir is refined from the elixir.

Fancheng, there is no Dan Master at all.

And the major sects basically have Danshi in charge.

This elixir was finally photographed by Elder Yang of the Qingyun Sect.

The secret door opens again, and a new lot comes up.

Ye Chen looked at the cart in front of him, and suddenly felt a palpitation!

In the chest, a foreign body, is constantly beating!

It's like I'm rejoicing and finding something I love!

Ye Chen's face changed, cold sweat poured out from his back, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed his chest.

But a strong impulse emerged.

"That's... What the hell is that?"