While the two were talking, a handsome man wearing a white shirt walked quickly into the courtyard.
When he saw Yunfeng and Yu Wushuang were both in the courtyard, he respectfully saluted the two with fists in his hands and loudly shouted.
He said: "My Excellency Zihong, I have met the Master of Jade Pavilion.
Brother Yunfeng is polite."
Yu Wushuang did not speak, but looked at Yunfeng with her gentle eyes.
Yunfeng nodded and asked Zihong: "Brother Zihong, I don't know why you are here."
"Today is the day when our Ziling Pavilion is auctioning high-quality treasures.
My father ordered me to invite Brother Yun and the Master of the Jade Pavilion to go to Tianfeng Gorge."
Zihong said politely.
"I see, Wushuang and I happen to be going there too.
Since you're here, let's go together," Yunfeng said.
Yu Wushuang, who was silent on the side, looked at Zihong and asked softly: "Zihong, I once heard that you went crazy while practicing kung fu, and the meridians in your body reversed and the sword energy flowed backwards, so that all the meridians in your body were injured.
Today, I see You seem to be fine."
"Thank you, Pavilion Master, for your concern.
A year ago, my father found a strange fruit from heaven and earth for me.
After taking it with the elixir prepared by the second elder for me, my injury has basically healed.
However, my luck is still not as good as before."
"As smooth as ever," Zi Hong replied seriously.
He never dreamed that he would have the opportunity to stand up in this life, and this serious illness also made this once incomparable little genius humble a lot. .
"That's good, then you should pay more attention.
Don't force the exercise for the time being, so as not to damage the newly recovered meridians and divine veins in the body."
Yu Wushuang asked softly.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master.
My father also told me the same as Pavilion Master," Zi Hong replied politely.
"Master Jade Pavilion, Brother Yunfeng, it's getting late, how about we go over first?"
Zihong asked.
"Okay, let's go," Yunfeng nodded and said.
The three of them walked out of the small courtyard and walked quickly towards the entrance of Tianfeng Gorge.
Not long after, the three of them arrived outside the auction house at the entrance of Tianfeng Gorge.
They saw that the three floors outside the auction house were filled with heavily armed disciples of the Ziling Pavilion.
Judging from the calm expressions of these people, It is not difficult to see that these people are all warriors with strong skills, and the swords in their hands that have been unsheathed and shine with cold silver light are even more terrifying.
Outside the fence in front of the Ziling Pavilion disciples who were guarding the auction house, there was a huge crowd of people standing there, including warriors from various countries in the mainland and from all walks of life in the "Borderless Land".
But I saw that these people were all looking at the auction house with their toes raised with great interest.
Although these warriors clearly knew that they could not get anything in this auction, and could not even enter the auction house, they still stood outside the auction house with great excitement, waiting for the upcoming fight between dragons and tigers.
"You two, please follow me."
Zihong led Yunfeng and Yu Wushuang to the passageway of Ziling Pavilion's master's house.
When the disciples guarding outside the auction house saw Zihong coming, they all greeted Zihong respectfully.
After a salute, he said loudly: "I have met the Young Pavilion Master."
Zihong nodded towards everyone and said loudly: "Brothers, thank you for your hard work."
After saying this, Zihong led Yunfeng and Yu Wushuang into the passage dedicated to the owner of Ziyu Pavilion.
Although Zi Donglai only arranged for Zihong and Yin Yunfeng and Yu Wushuang to enter the auction house through the owner's family exclusively, Yu Wushuang was very grateful for Zi Donglai's subtle consideration.
This incident alone allowed Yu Wushuang to gain a lot of face in front of Yunfeng.
How could Yu Wushuang not be grateful?
After the three of them walked into the auction house, Yunfeng felt that this huge auction house was no different from the large conference venue in his previous life.
Near the entrance of the Tianxia Canyon was a high-platform auction seat.
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In the semicircle in front of the auction seat, there was a nearly three-foot-long A wide isolation area, with dozens of mahogany chairs placed in the isolation area.
Several sword elders from Fengling Pavilion, Yuling Pavilion, and Ziling Pavilion were sitting on them with their eyes slightly closed.
Around the elders, there were dozens of dignified men standing with long swords in their hands.
These people stared coldly at the powerful men outside the quarantine area.
Outside the quarantine area, thousands of mahogany tables and chairs are lined up in order.
The hundreds of large mahogany tables and chairs at the front are even paved with white tiger skins, which shows the identity of the people who can sit on them.
How noble.
"Young Pavilion Master, what is the purpose of building this auction house?
Why didn't I see it when I came in last time?"
Yunfeng withdrew his gaze and asked softly.
"Haha, in previous years, the auctions in the pavilion were held in the city's special auction hall, but this year there were really too many warriors, so my father specially invited thousands of craftsmen, and it took nearly ten days to build it day and night.
There was such a temporary auction house. , If there is anything wrong, please forgive Brother Yun," Zihong said politely.
Before he came, his father personally told him that he must not offend the young man Yunfeng with his words, so Zihong said to Yun Feng's words can be described as extremely polite.
"Young Pavilion Master, you're too polite.
I'm just asking casually.
I don't mean anything else," Yun Feng said politely.
"You two, please come with me."
Zihong led the two of them to the VIP seats in the front row.
After they sat down, he chatted with them for a while before leaving.
"Feng, you must be careful.
Many of the people sitting around us are veterans of Wu Jie Land, and most of them are seniors of Wu Jie Land who have not shown up for a long time.
I am afraid that none of them have swords."
Respect the strength of seven or eight levels and above," Yu Wushuang said worriedly.
The treasurer of the Jade Sword Sect is the jade-faced cold sword "Leng Qiuhan", the former leader of the Feijian Sect is the red sword "Cui Yanchong", the Dulong Sword Emperor "Bu Er", the ice envoy "Leng Yanxue", and the sword double master " "Yi Shuitang" and so on, these unbounded powerful men who were once the same generation as Master Yu Wushuang are also sitting on the tiger-skin red chairs not far from Yu Wushuang.
"Among these people, are there any who have a bad reputation and deserve to be damned?"
Yun Feng asked coldly.
"Why are you asking this?"
Yu Wushuang looked at Yunfeng in confusion and asked.
"You don't have to worry about it, just tell me."
Yunfeng gave Yu Wushuang a comforting look and said softly.
"Look, here comes Qiu Xintang, the "Destroying Flower with Demonic Hands", a third-level sword master.
The innocence and lives of countless women in the mainland have been destroyed in his hands.
It would be an exaggeration to say that he is a hungry ghost in sex.
He is Die a hundred times It's not an exaggeration.
All the masters from the mainland joined forces to pursue him many years ago, but they still allowed him to escape.
He hid in the boundless land and did not dare to take a step outside."
Yu Wushuang pointed behind Yunfeng with his chin.
The disgust is beyond words.
Yunfeng turned his head slightly and saw a tall middle-aged man wearing white clothes walking slowly over with a large paper fan in his hand.
Looking at the person coming, the corners of Yunfeng's mouth raised slightly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his emotionless eyes.
"Pavilion Master Wushuang, I'm so polite.
I didn't expect to see you last time.
I have the opportunity to see Pavilion Master Yu Rong today.
I'm very honored."
Qiu Xintang walked up to Yu Wushuang and said with a smile, his eyes unbridled.
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He glanced at Yu Wushuang's plump chest.
Ever since Qiu Xintang met Tao Li Nianhua's "Yu Wushuang" at the Yuling Pavilion, Ziling Pavilion, and Fengling Pavilion conference a few years ago, Yu Wushuang's pretty figure has always been around Qiu Xintang.
However, Yu Wushuang rarely left Qingfeng Gorge on weekdays, and there were several powerful sword masters in Yuling Pavilion, which made Qiu Xintang somewhat afraid.
Today, Yu Wushuang only brought a young man to the Ziling Pavilion auction house.
Although he did not dare to be too presumptuous, it was good to take advantage of Yu Wushuang's words.
"Go away!"
Yunfeng roared coldly.
The roar mixed with extremely pure sword energy resounded throughout the auction house, causing the originally extremely noisy auction house to become quiet in an instant, and everyone's eyes turned to Everyone in Yunfeng and Qiu Xintang looked happy at the misfortune.
"Little bastard, do you know who I am?
If you dare to talk to me like this, you must be impatient."
Qiu Xintang glanced at Yu Wushuang and said coldly to Yunfeng.
"Hehehe, he's just an inhuman cunt, who do you think you are?"
Yunfeng said contemptuously, without even looking at Qiu Xintang.
He took action in Ji Qiu Xintang.
After more than ten days of thinking, Yunfeng had come up with a very perfect plan.
As long as the plan went without any accidents, he would not only be able to put the "Rootless Saint Bodhi" into the naan, but it would also be possible for him to survive the whole body. retreat.
"Hahahahaha" When the powerful people around heard Yunfeng's sarcastic words, they all laughed.
Some people who knew Yunfeng knew that there was a good show to watch today, but some people who didn't know Yunfeng were thinking about it.
Yunfeng felt sorry, because they believed that even if Yu Wushuang protected him today, Qiu Xintang would never let go of someone who humiliated him in public.
"Yu Wushuang, the junior you brought out is so ignorant of the rules.
If you don't know how to discipline, I will do it for you."
Qiu Xintang looked at Yu Wushuang coldly and said, he hoped that Yu Wushuang would beg him to let go of this young man in front of him.
If he is a human being, then he will have more opportunities to have more contact with Yu Wushuang.
As for this young man, as long as he is willing, there are many opportunities to cut him into pieces.
"Well, please, as long as you have the ability, I hope you can teach him a lesson for me.
But I'm afraid that you don't have the ability.
When the time comes, you will regret it when you cause yourself a lot of trouble."
Yu Wushuang said with a sneer, his eyes full of contempt.
"Eh?"
Many powerful people around were confused.
They didn't understand why Yu Wushuang not only didn't help the young man, but also encouraged Qiu Xintang to take action.
This made all the warriors puzzled.
In fact, let alone the warriors present, even Yu Wushuang herself didn't know what Yunfeng wanted to do.
She just knew that since Yunfeng wanted to do it, she would support it unconditionally.
"Huh, good Yu Wushuang, do you think I'm still afraid of you, Yu Ling Pavilion?
Today I have to leave this little brat alive to see who can save him."
As soon as Qiu Xintang finished speaking, his figure had already jumped quickly.
He turned to Yunfeng, and the folding fan in his hand instantly pointed at the "Lianquan point" between Yunfeng's throat, with an astonishing speed.
Qiu Xintang didn't expect that Yu Wushuang not only had no kind words to say, but instead treated him with sarcasm and sarcasm, which made Qiu Xintang feel ashamed.
Everyone around him was also sweating for Yunfeng.
You must know that the "Lianquan point" is located on the softest throat of the human body.
No matter how high the skill is, if this point is hit by someone's gravity, he will not die. , I am afraid that I will be severely disabled.
"Hmph."
Qiu Xintang looked at Yunfeng who was very close to him on the mahogany chair, with a ferocious sneer on his face.
When he took action, the young man in front of him didn't even react at all.
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He believed that he would soon become a cold corpse.
With a loud "bang", the mahogany bench Yunfeng was sitting on was smashed into pieces by Qiu Xintang's fan.
The wood chips were scattered on the ground, but there was no trace of Yunfeng anywhere
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