Chapter 1459: One-armed

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At the end of a thrilling auction, the scene sighed endlessly, especially Ye Chen, no less than thousands of peeping at God's knowledge, trying to destroy his identity, but was not successful.
This also includes the great saints of the protoss. They peeped at the gods' knowledge without any concealment, so that the protoss lost such a big face, but they did not know who the other party was.
Ye Chen was staring at his hair, and wanted to turn his head away, but the problem was that Xiao Ding he took had to wait for the auction to end before he could take it away, and he had to wait honestly.
What pleased him was that Zhou Tian's evolution was still very furious. As long as he didn't reveal the opportunity without permission, Mo said that it was the Great Holy Order, and even the general quasi-employee could hardly break his identity.
On the stage, the old man who hosted the auction took the little magic tripod and turned over to take out one more thing.
This time it was a red-colored killing sword. Although it was sealed, the sound of the sword was shocking. The overflowing sword was cold and extinguished. Once the seal was lifted, its power was destroyed.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted away, all eyes were bright, especially the old guys, the breath became sharp, as if the red sword was recognized, and the sword was extraordinary.
"Old ancestors, what's the origin of that sword." I don't know the so-called young monks, looking at their parents, have turned pale, and sweated with horror that was scared by the red sword sword.
"Tiancan Divine Sword." The old guys did not skimp in introduction. "The predecessor was a quasi-empire sword, an ancient legend that it can't drink the blood of more than one quasi-empire."
"It's ... so scary." The young monk shuddered, and his face turned pale.
"The ancient city of Donghuang is so brave, that even swords of this level are auctioned." The older monks groaned, "It seems that this is the right time to come."
"Its name is Heavenly Remnant, a sacred sword." In the argument, the old man with a crane opened his mouth and hung the red sword in the air. "It is made of red gold, with a reserve price of five million source stones."
The words of the old man with a crane made it easy for someone to bid, but he was a weak monk who added five million source stones in one breath, with a majestic tone, and was sure to win the sword.
It was just that he was not alone in that day's extraordinary sword. Many of the great saints who were present were all those who had bad eyes. How could they easily give up and the bidding sounds kept coming and going.
As a result, only a few moments before and after, a fairy sword was shot at a high price of 50 million, and even the gods of many holy places also participated in the auction, and the auction was extremely hot.
Here, Ye Chen was sitting quietly, staring at the fairy sword, and she could see that the domineering day was not the same as his Qixiao, the sacred sword, which was too fierce.
Of course, he did not participate in the auction, not because he didn't want to, but after shooting that little magic tripod, he didn't have so much money, and on that day, there was no more than 90 million unreliable swords.
"If you want, I can help you!" Dan Zundian Yajian, Hongchen Xue smiled and transmitted.
"Forget it." Ye Chen shook her head gently. "I'm good at it, it's not good to be too greedy."
"I don't remember you in my memory." Hongchen Xue passed a laugh with her hand on her chin. "In my memory, Ye Chen is resolutely shameless for her baby."
"You're strong and weak." Ye Chen glanced up, and black lines were scurrying on his forehead.
"Well." Hongchen Xue disapproved. "But you don't want to, I don't blame me for not borrowing."
"It's useless." Ye Chen changed the subject immediately. "I heard that the treasures of the auction in the ancient city of Donghuang are an ancient treasure map. You can know this before you come."
"I heard it, I don't know if it's true or false." Hongchen Xue shrugged her shoulders. "But even if it is a treasure map, it seems that it has nothing to do with us. Every billion, I don't think about it."
"I can see it." Ye Chen said with a faint glance, and glanced at the elegant rooms of the protoss, phoenixes, and demons. There were these three giant engines, and no one left.
"My little friend, can you tell me in the apse?" Suddenly, there was a stinging word in his ears, but no source was found. All I knew was that the words were mild, but he was an old man.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, glanced at the people present, and glanced at the old man who hosted the auction. It was definitely not them, but he must be an old man in Donghuang Ancient City.
After a couple of seconds, he finally got up, bypassed the venue, and went straight to the apse.
The guard of the apse was not blocked, and he walked unimpeded all the way, stepping into a light gate.
In the eyes, it's strange, but it's a quiet place, filled with green bamboo and exotic flowers, surrounded by clouds and mists. A small world is like a paradise on earth.
Deep in the shadow of bamboo, he saw a one-armed old man in a plain clothes, sitting at a stone table and making tea, just like an amiable old grandfather, but he was a quasi-perfect emperor.
"Little guy, come and sit." The one-armed old man smiled mildly, and a dignified emperor, actually filled a cup of tea for Ye Chen's descendants in person, "try the old tea."
"I don't know why the seniors called the juniors." Ye Chen sat down, took a sip of tea, and looked tentatively at the one-armed old man.
"Six are who you are." The one-armed old man smiled, looking at Ye Chen kindly and gently.
"My ancestors." Ye Chen immediately responded, secretly speaking as if he were guessing. This one-armed old man is not an ordinary quasi-empire, and he must have seen his true content, and then called him.
"Six Taoists actually have a holy body." The one-armed old man chuckled, and the old eyes still had the vicissitudes of nostalgia. In addition to these expressions, there was a little comfort.
"Seniors know my ancestors?" Ye Chengan laughed and looked at the one-armed old man again.
"My arm was cut by your ancestors." The one-armed old man looked at his left arm.
"I ... my ancestors chopped it?" Ye Chen froze for a while and couldn't respond.
"If it wasn't for the old man holding the Imperial Soldiers in the past, most of them are dead." The one-armed old man shook his head and smiled.
"Very good emperor soldier?" Ye Chen was almost shocked to pee. A quasi-emperor was cut off an arm with the emperor soldier. How terrible is the six-way combat power?
"The existence of the jidao emperor soldiers was broken by the six ancestors of your family." The one-armed old man smiled with ancient awe, both for the emperor soldiers and for the six.
"Emperor soldiers were beaten and broken." Ye Chen swallowed a bitterly, then subconsciously pointed to the nihility, "Emperor soldiers in the predecessors mouth, is that broken silver sword?"
"Exactly." The one-armed old man exhaled deeply, the awe in his eyes was even better.
"My mother is obedient." Ye Chen licked her dry lips. I didn't know, I was shocked! How fierce the future self is, Emperor Soldiers can be disabled.
"Everyone in the world calls that God of War Xingtian is the first person under the emperor. You can see from my husband that if God of War Xingtian is still alive, he may not fight six times." The one-armed old man was scared.
"It's undeniable that I ... my ancestor's temper was big ... a little bit bigger." Ye Chen subconsciously wiped a cold sweat, a little uneasy, only feeling all cold.
He had some doubts about the purpose of the one-armed old man calling him, chopping one arm and breaking the imperial soldiers, which is hatred! Can't find Liu Dao, is it to anger his juniors?
Unable to help, he had an urge to turn his head, but it was quickly dispelled again. This is the ancient city of Donghuang, which was suppressed by the imperial soldiers. He acted in his way and could not escape if he wanted to escape.
At this moment, he still had some regrets in his mind, so he should ask in advance, and he shouldn't confess the six relatives. This is a good thing. The evil you have created is all my revenge.
The one-armed old man seemed to see Ye Chen's thoughts and smiled immediately. "It's all the old things. Even if there is grudge with your ancestors, the old will never involve his juniors."
"This ... that's all right." Ye Chen smiled, but I didn't know what was going on, and wanted to turn around and run.
"The ancient city of Donghuang is about to self-appoint, there is a thing that is old, if the little friend can see your ancestors in his old age, give it to him." The one-armed old man whisked out a scroll, "Don't open it by yourself."
"Shouldn't seal the Dashu of this scroll!" Ye Chen stood up and took the scroll, muttering in his heart, if this was handed to Liu Dao, he would be hit badly on the spot.
"With his strength, the non-Great Emperor cannot suppress it." The one-armed old man seemed to see Ye Chen's thoughts again, and could not help but smile. "And rest assured that old age does not harm him."
"It's the younger generation thinking too much." Ye Chen shoved the scroll into his arms, and then rubbed his eyes constantly. After glancing at the scroll before, he was shaken by the restraint within his eyes.
Seeing Ye Chen doing this, the one-armed old man laughed without saying a word, drinking only Gu Jingjing's tea, and sometimes he looked up at Ye Chen, his old eyes flashed with deep light, and Xu was aware of something.
Ye Chen would also come and continue to pour tea for the one-armed old man. Maybe the old man is happy and can reward him with something. He is a quasi-empire and never lacks treasures.
However, he really thought too much. The one-armed old man apparently didn't mean that. He drank one cup after another, silently, and did not want to reward his baby.
Ye Chen coughed, and he just got up. It was right to think about it. Your ancestor unloaded an arm. It would be good if you didn't ask you to settle your account. What bike would you like, oh eh, baby.
I do n’t know when I saw this dry coughing up, and before I left, I glanced at the old man ’s left arm. The old man ’s arm was so weird that he could n’t condense again because of his emperor ’s cultivation. The arm, or six swords of the past, is too overbearing.
After he left, someone came again in the small bamboo forest. It was a gorgeous white-haired woman with a dazzling clothes, like a holy goddess, and did not mess with the world and be holy.
Strangely, her eyes were blind. She covered those beautiful eyes with a ray of white hair, tied her white hair behind her head, tied a beautiful bow, and fluttered in the wind.
"Why let him go." The white-haired woman gave a faint voice, her words were cold and her majesty, "You must have forgotten the grudges of the past, or you were afraid of those six things."
"The grievances of the ancestors must not affect future generations." The one-armed old man chuckled. "In the past, he cut off one of my arms and discarded your eyes. There is a reason for it. Blame me for waiting.