Chapter 122: Wind from Los Angeles

"Hey, haven't you noticed, there seem to be many strange figures in Los Angeles in recent days!"
"Yes, I found it too, and the aura in many people is so powerful!"
"The auction of Lingyun Commercial Bank is said to be the largest in the past ten years. Of course it will attract many people to participate!"
"Not only the four major sects, it seems that many masters from other kingdoms also came to participate in the auction.
"Anyway, it's better to be honest these days, if you accidentally annoy a senior expert, you don't know how to die!"
As the Lingyun Commercial Bank's auction approached, the atmosphere in the entire Los Angeles city became depressed. Every day, experts in different clothes came from outside, making the aborigines feel quite uncomfortable.
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In front of an inn in Los Angeles, Young Master Ji Fan of Youyue Palace said with a false face to the human who was wrapped in a large black robe beside him: "High priest, please!"
There are more than a dozen people around Ji Fan, all of whom are powerful and shocking, especially two of them, even more unpredictable.
The high priest, who was holding a crutches with a snake head nearly two meters long, did not make any movements, but said: "Ji Gongzi, when shall we leave?"
They were ordered to find out the remnants of a certain sect hidden in the Great Zhou Kingdom. Because they couldn't determine the specific location, they could only search all the way from south to north, only to find nothing in a few days.
Ji Fan was very impatient with the high priest's repeated urging on the way, but his father had told him that the high priest had a big background and asked him to pay attention to it, so he didn't dare to go too far.
So I can only persuade me with words: "The High Priest, we have been on our way for several days. You see, it happens that the branch of the Lingyun Commercial Bank is going to hold an auction. Why don't we go check it out? Maybe we can get some useful news. "
As one of the three major trading houses in the mainland, Ji Fan, the young master of Youyue Palace, naturally knew Lingyun Commercial Bank.
The high priest was very disgusted with Ji Yunting's incompetent son, but this time he rarely felt that what he said had some truth, and said: "It's good, then rest here for one night and participate in tomorrow's auction!"
Ji Fan was overjoyed at the moment, and said hurriedly: "The high priest, please please."
Little did the high priest know, what news did Ji Fan look for! He was simply going to be lazy and slippery, and he was exhausted by rushing every day.
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"Is this Los Angeles? There are so many people!" Bingyue walked on the streets of Los Angeles and looked around curiously. This was the first time he left Ice Valley and came to the secular world.
Her beauty also attracted the attention of countless people. The cold temperament, the elegant and refined appearance, coupled with the snow-like white dress, made people feel that Bingyue was like a fallen fairy.
However, because of her unconquerable and tyrannical aura, countless dudes who coveted her beauty have lost their minds.
"Sister, I think we'd better find an inn to stay, and we will continue to look for the whereabouts of the saint woman tomorrow," a woman with the same good looks beside Bingyue said.
But because of her standing beside Bingyue, she seemed a bit ordinary.
"Yeah," Bingyue nodded, and followed the woman beside her to the nearest inn.
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In front of the city gate of Los Angeles, a cold man with a long sword looked at the nearby Los Angeles city and muttered to himself.
"There are many demon martial artists in this city. It seems that the evil demon that the master said is here. I am drunk in the sky, and I will definitely kill you all and promote my reputation as the Promise Sword Sect."
Groan
As if feeling Ling Xiao's drunk fighting spirit, the long sword on his back began to buzz.
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"Master, I am Chenjue. I have reached the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Kingdom."
On a small hill a few miles away from Los Angeles, a veiled woman, holding a letter of jade charm, was talking to a middle-aged beautiful woman who was thousands of miles away.
"Well, I have already felt that you are very close to the Son of Destiny, and continue to move towards Los Angeles. As long as you are within three miles of the Son of Destiny, I can help you lock him down," the middle-aged beautiful woman said.
"Yes, Master, I will enter Lianyun City now," the masked woman named Chen Jue put away the letter-passing jade charm and walked towards Los Angeles.
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Outside the city gate of Los Angeles, a group of people soon appeared again. This group of people was quite large. It seemed that there were two groups of people, each group had ten or twenty people.
"Hey, aren't those from the Spirit Sword Sect and the Nine Dragon Palace? How did they meet each other."
"There is a good show here. The Spirit Sword Sect and the Nine Dragon Palace have never dealt with each other. If they meet one, I am afraid it will be a big battle."
"Go away, don't join in the fun, if you get involved, your life will be gone."
No one of the pedestrians dared to stop and watch the play, and the warriors of the Great Zhou Kingdom didn't know that the relationship between these two cases was sinister, and the meeting would definitely start.
that's the truth.
"Duan Dayu, I didn't expect that you will be the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect this time. It's kind of interesting," a purple-robed youth in the Kowloon Palace sneered.
A sharp light flashed in Duan Dayu's eyes, and he looked at the other party and said unwillingly: "I didn't expect that the leader of the Nine Dragon Palace would be you Wang Nan. My Spirit Void Sword will definitely not be lonely this time. I hope you don't let me down."
Duan Dayu and Wang Nan are both the cultivation bases of nine-star martial arts masters, and they are the four great geniuses of the previous generation of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and they are already the leaders of the second generation of disciples of their respective sects.
Hearing Duan Dayu's words, Wang Nan narrowed his eyes and said, "I also want to learn how powerful your Spirit Void Sword can be."
boom!
The two condensed fighting intents directly collided in the air, causing the rest of the disciples to take a step back subconsciously.
The two battles were about to start.
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The Guo family of the four great families!
Guo Shao, the head of the Guo family, said to Guo Yuan, who was injured by Yu Wencheng a few days ago: "Elder Guo, this time you will participate in the auction on behalf of the family. There are a few things that must be taken away regardless of the price!"
Among the four great families, except for the imperial family, the Xiao family is not very clear. The other three families are in the same situation, and each family has three Wuhou.
This time the Guo family was able to send a Wuhou to participate in the auction, which shows their importance to this auction.
The other two are the same. The Feng Family still sent Feng Xing, and the Shen Family sent Shen Bailian, who was often out there.
Although the three families seem to be in the same spirit, they also hinder each other secretly. Some of the things to be auctioned at the auction are known in advance. Of course, it is impossible to make each other's money.
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In the Grand Prince's Mansion, Su Hua was facing Xiao Wuya's heartbroken words: "Grand Prince, you must take good care of this auction. The second and third princes have recruited two peerless masters, and they have all done it before your majesty. The limelight, if you don’t pick yourself up, it’s over."
After being read by Xiao Chen, Xiao Wuya lay on the bed for several days before recovering.
At this time, he was still a little haggard, but he still said with a strong spirit: "Mr. Su, rest assured, this time I will regain my father's favor."