Vol 7 Chapter 429: Grab

Ximen Qing did not deny that the night was the only name of the West Gate, so why this sword appeared in the Ximen family is obvious. As the brocade was uncovered, a bronze color appeared, and the quaint old sword appeared in front of you.
Nearly two meters of the blade, the sword has a width of half an arm. This sword is in the air, and the momentum and pressure of a huge sword are suddenly released... It is a tyrannical and majestic atmosphere. This is the feeling that this giant sword gives everyone. Only by this sword, who would suspect that this is an extraordinary sword. They can only admire, it is a sword that is the same as the sword. This sword should have been displayed in the edge, but it has been hidden by the Simon's family for so long, and it is really buried in the sky.
However, it is understandable that the Ximen family is doing this. When the swordsman's acting style made him provoke a lot of enemies, if he exhibited this sword, he would have to guess what connection between the sword and the night and the Ximen family, and thus seek revenge. Now that three hundred years have passed, the grievances of that year have also turned into dust, and there is no need to worry about it. Moreover, the husband is guilty of his sin. If he is known to have this sword in the Simon's family, he will be embarrassed and cause many troubles. Today, the sky sword appears, but it appears on the auction floor. For Ximen, this is also an excellent means and disposal method.
"This sword is true or false. It doesn't match the name of the sword. I believe everyone can already feel it. Then, the auction starts, refers to the sky sword, low price... ten million two! Each price increase must not be less than ten Wan two." This time Ximen Qingxue learned, in order to prevent the embarrassing situation of one or two silver price increases again, he set a bottom line for fare increase.
However, in the past, there was no one asking for a price. A burning glow is fixed on this sword. Being able to have an artifact is undoubtedly the dream of every martial artist. For them, an artifact is the priceless treasure that can really be met and not available. If you can control an artifact, your strength will be greatly improved. Almost everyone is eager to have such an artifact.
But everyone knows that the ability to shoot this sword today does not mean that you can have it, because you need to be able to keep it after you get it. No one dares to attack his sword. The broken wind blade once belonged to the wind, and no one dared to grab something from the of war. The Xueji sword belongs to the snow girl, and the three strongest artifacts are in the world. This is by no means accidental in the hands of the strongest people. If you don't have enough strength, you can not only belong to yourself after taking this sword, but it will become the root of the disaster. Maybe when I left the Simon's house today, I was attacked by people who were jealous. The artifacts that cost huge amounts of wealth have become reminders.
"One thousand and one hundred thousand two! This sword, I want it!" In the fascinating look of Ximen, finally someone stood up and shouted the price. However, it is full of enthusiasm, and there is no shortage of water.
Due to the relationship between the practice of water and jade, the lack of water seems to be much smaller than the actual age, the skin is as delicate as a woman, and the image of a white face is full. If he controls such a large sword, it will be a very dissonant picture.
Ximen Qing sighed in relief, but nodded and smiled: "This friend, you can say the name and origin of the sword, and admire it. I want to come to this sword and you must have a deep fate, if no Other friends want this to be a sword, and then give this sword to friends, how?"
Gift? Is it a gift?
First, I presented a Xihai blue jade jade that was photographed at a high price. Now I have to send a coveted artifact to others... I have given it to Ye Wuchen, Xihai Lanyu, they are completely acceptable, and even feel reasonable. It’s a good fit, but at the same time, it’s a secret to praise Ximen’s heart. And send the sword to a stranger... Is it addictive? Or are they eager to send out this scourge that has been exposed and is very likely to attract water? If it is the latter, it will also seem that the Ximen family is too timid and somewhat ugly.
"No need!" People did not expect, the young man did not appreciate, straightforward rejection, as if not afraid to offend the Ximen family. His arms stretched out, and an invisible force came out of the air. It took two big men to lift the pointed sword like a wind-up feather that floated in the air, and the sound of "嗖" flew to him. Hands.
His hand, suddenly let a lot of the masters in the field to change color, my heart was shocked. No wonder so arrogant, so old is so sultry, that is, the home of the four great demon family of Tianlong is not even as good. What is this sacred youth?
"Good sword, really good sword! This ten million one-two silver can also be drawn." Water without a single-handed sword, sighed, said that the auction of Tianjian has just begun, it is not over. Before he took the sword, he didn't care about it at all. Some people would take it at a higher price, but it would be like a hard-nosed in a disguised form. He put his hand in his arms and grabbed a large stack of silver tickets and threw it to the front desk: "This is 10 million and 11 silver tickets, and there is not much in one."
After losing the silver ticket, there was no shortage of water to resist the sword, and he went out and spoke out, and had no interest in the next auction. The body of the huge sword is particularly thin and thin. However, if someone is close enough to him, he will faintly hear him whispering: "It’s strange, why did the owner guess that 10 million and 12 silver can buy it before... It’s weird.

Everyone looked differently at the water, and his heart secretly guessed his identity. On the stage, Ximen Qingxiao stayed for a while, and then counted a silver ticket. When the number was finished, the expression on his face became extremely weird. This stack of silver tickets is exactly 10 million and 11 two, not much more. The man turned out to be at the right level, but it seemed like he was ready before.
"Oh," Ximen Qing said with a few sly smiles: "This friend is a young man, but he is also a bold person. It means that the sword can enter his hand, presumably because of the opportunity."
All the three treasures were auctioned, and the minds of the people were finally completely hoisted. Several people who had closed their eyes and eyes raised their eyes and opened their eyes. Because next, it is the real highlight of today - the treasure map of the Emperor of Heavenly Kingdom.
However, except for the person in charge, no one knows that the iron sword with the treasure map has been stolen, and even the Simon family does not know.
"Want to come, friends who come from afar know what this last treasure is. Then, the last treasure of the auction is now..." Ximen Qing’s expression converges, his face is cautious and straight, and then he clap his hands. Make a "beep" three equals clapping.
This time, it is still not Pan Jinlian's stage. A full-length black man with a thin face and a sullen middle-aged man walked in with a long golden scorpion. His eyes, footsteps, and the momentum of the outside show that this is an absolutely extraordinary figure, a master of high hands.
The appearance of the golden scorpion attracted all eyes. It was not a simple gold plating, but the whole body was made of gold. It is only the value of this scorpion that can be imagined. Well, this scorpion is undoubtedly...
Look, suddenly become eager, or dignified. The black man put the golden scorpion in front of Ximen Qing, but did not retreat, but moved to his back, a pair of half-eyed eyes gazing down, just leaning on the golden scorpion. His duty today is to kill all accidents.
"The last treasure, I believe everyone knows." Ximen Qing’s hand was placed on the cover of the golden scorpion: "Yes, this is the iron sword that the Emperor of the Dragon King of China had left. If there is no mistake in the rumor, this iron sword contains a treasure map and a treasure map of the rich enemy treasure."
There was a quiet part of the hall, although it was already known, but in the quiet atmosphere, the airflow still showed obvious confusion.
"Why is the sword falling to my home in Ximen, and I would like to ask all of my friends to disclose it inconveniently. But with so many friends witnessing, my Simon family is absolutely not afraid to make a fool of it. This is indeed the iron sword left by the Emperor Taizu. Maybe many of my friends will wonder why Ximen’s house does not break the iron sword, get the treasure map to find the treasure, and revive my Simon’s door. In fact, the reason for this is very simple. To put it bluntly, it’s my Ximen’s family business too. Small, I can't control the huge treasures of the legend, and once it is exposed, it will make me Ximen go up and down. In addition, this treasure is left by the emperor of the Taizu to my descendants, but my Ximen family has no heart and no courage. Taking advantage of it for a long time, my father decided to auction it and leave it to the people who have a chance. I only need to earn enough money from the Ximen home."
Ximen Qing’s explanation is reasonable, and people can’t find any flaws or unacceptable places. He no longer delays, picks up the small golden hammer, and shouts: "Under the stupidity, I don't know how much wealth the rich and the enemy can count, so I rushed to set the reserve price..."
"If you don't know, you don't have to report it. This thing, the Emperor wants it!"
A cold wind blew up in the hall without warning. It brought a burst of sullen coldness. The curtains on the walls swayed and danced, rolling the shadow of the constant shaking, and suddenly added an atmosphere of inner peace.
Followed by the sound, everyone looked at the top at the same time. The auction hall is very high, roughly a dozen meters high, and just above the front desk, I do not know when a silver figure has appeared, his appearance accompanied by a heart-warming chill. Before that, no one noticed his existence, and he did not know what appeared there, just like a ghost.
"False Emperor!" In the hall, more than half of the people took a breath of cold air, and some people were uncontrollably trembled, and the body could not help but want to go backwards.
Evil Emperor! He actually appeared here!
Accident? It does not seem to be unexpected. With the ambition of evil sects, how can you let this amazing wealth that can be easily obtained?
When people's eyes fell on him, the long golden scorpion also shot at the evil emperor like a flying arrow. He was stuck in his hand with one hand. Its speed is not just water. Nothing can be compared in the same way, the speed is so fast that no one reacts.
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