Strongest Invincible Brat Chapter 370: The strength of the 1st generation sword god

"Old man, I think you are here to find the difference. Where do you think the real martial arts auction house is, how can you let your one-armed handicapped be wild!"

　　The voice of the young appraiser just fell off.

　　The figure in the Jianbao Pavilion flickered, and more than a dozen martial arts monks holding sharp swords sprang out in an instant.

　　 These martial arts monks are all good-natured, and at worst they are masters at the level of spiritual warriors.

　　 They hardly hesitated, and directly launched a killer move on Mo Lingyun.

　　 Anyone who dares to make trouble at the auction will be killed on the spot, without mercy.

　　 This is the consistent purpose of Zhenwu Auction House!

　　 Just as the sharp sword aura was about to strike Mo Lingyun, this one-armed disabled man had a sneer from the corner of his mouth.

　　"Wait? I will let you see today, how the disability of the old man is going wild!"

　　"Dangdangdangdangdang·······"

　　 was accompanied by a loud metal crash.

　　 After dozens of sword qi cuts on Mo Lingyun's body, they were actually blocked by a body guard god.

　　 A terrifying aura of coercion suddenly broke out on the one-armed old man.

　　 A silver needle flew out of his hand.

　　 "Whoo!"

　　 The silver light flickered, incredibly fast.

　　In an instant, more than a dozen martial arts masters all fell to the ground and died in anger.

　　 There is a little red mark on their eyebrows.

　　 A silver needle instantly killed more than a dozen martial arts masters in seconds. This one-armed handicapped, terrifying?

　　"Help······Help, come! Murder!"

　　 The beauty staff who brought Mo Lingyun into Zhenwu Jianbao Pavilion.

　　 At this moment, his face was pale as paper, and his whole body was shaking with fright!

　　 She ran out of Jianbao Pavilion with a look of fear, screaming frantically, asking for help!

　　 For a while, all the military repair guards who were holding an auction at the front desk were all watching the wind.

　　The senior management of Zhenwu Auction was also alarmed!

　　 Even the masters of all parties who are participating in the auction have all exploded!

　　"Who the **** is it? You dare to make trouble at the Zhenwu auction. Is this horrible?"

　　"In this auction, I heard that there is a sage, two martial sages, and three powerful men in the world. There are also ten great masters of Tianwu. No matter who he is, dare to auction in Zhenwu. Will cause trouble and kill people, undoubtedly it will be self-defeating!"

　　 "Hehe! Interesting, in this Xuanwu City, this young master has never heard of anyone who dares not give Zhenwu auction house face!"

　　 The melon-eaters who participated in the auction from all over the world talked a lot.

　　 Things are obviously already in trouble!

　　 But at this moment, there was no trace of panic on Mo Lingyun's face.

　　He was indifferent, but he sighed slightly.

　　, it seems that we can no longer hide our identity today!

　　 If this is the case, then no longer hide!

　　The task that Senior Qin gave must be completed.

　　 This is his only hope that he can reshape his limbs.

　　 Mo Lingyun's eyes narrowed.

　　 A terrifying sword aura suddenly exploded on him.

　　 The sharp sword light soared into the sky, and it swept tens of thousands of meters high in an instant. Even the clouds in the sky were swept by the sword energy and disappeared.

　　The pressure of the terrifying **** extremely strong, suddenly came!

　　In the auction, thousands of monks were shocked.

　　"This·····the sword qi broke through the sky, swept across the sky, with a sword of tens of thousands of meters of cold light, is this the coming of the Valkyrie?"

　　 "My God, is it possible that the person who made trouble in Zhenwu Pavilion turned out to be a Valkyrie?"

　　"This is the legendary Valkyrie boss. Even if the Lord of the Kunlong Empire is in person, he must be treated with great courtesy. What has Zhenwu Auction House done to provoke such a powerful person?"

　　 "Follow him, it’s such a buzz, if you don’t take a good look, it’s a shame. Everyone, please join the auction first. I’ll take a look outside!"

　　 "Brother, don't worry, let's go together!"

　　 For a while, all the monks from all parties who were participating in the auction soared into the air, and in the blink of an eye they flew to the roof.

　　 At this time, on the highest eaves of Zhenwu Auction House, a one-armed man stands with his hands behind him.

　　 Under his feet, there was a young man who looked like a dead dog!

　　 This young man knows many monks.

　　This person is Zheng Tianxiu, the chief appraiser of Zhenwu Auction House and the closed disciple of Master Zhenxuan.

　　, and the one-armed man exudes immense force.

　　 This coercive force is so powerful that it is rare in the world!

　　 At this time, in the auction pavilion, one after another tyrannical aura rose to the sky again.

　　Almost all the high-level people in the Zhenwu auction have come.

　　 There are more than a thousand masters of martial arts, more than two hundred magicians, waiting for you!

　　The atmosphere is oppressive and suffocating.

　　 The audience is dead silent!

　　 At this time, an old man with a fairy wind and bones stood up.

　　"Who is your excellency? Why do you want to cause trouble and murder at my Zhenwu auction, and humiliate the old man's disciple like this? Your Excellency can see the face of the old man, let the past go, and the old man is willing to personally apologize!"

　　 "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to let this seat give you face? It's just a pinnacle of the Dharma Sage, and you are not qualified to rely on the old and sell the old in front of this seat!"

　　 At this moment, Mo Lingyun is extremely strong.

　　 It seems that a generation of sword gods has returned.

　　 Lightly stepped on his left foot, Zheng Tianxiu's head was trampled alive in front of all the monks!

　　 "Outrageous, do you really treat me as no one at Zhenwu Auction House?"

　　 A majestic man holding a long knife flew in the sky.

　　 slashed at Mo Lingyun with a sharp knife.

　　The horrible blade light exudes the power of breaking the mountain and gravel.

　　 This man with a sword, most of the cultivators present know him, this person is the deputy head of Zhenwu Pavilion, and Shengliu of Mad Saber Wu smiled.

　　He is the Kunlong Empire, one of the ten most famous martial arts.

　　 "Noisy!"

　　 Mo Lingyun didn't even look at him~IndoMTL.com~ just gently stretched out his left hand and flicked his fingers.

　　 A silver needle flew out of his hand.

　　 In the next second, this famous Martial Sword Sage flew upside down.

　　 His eyebrows were pierced by a surge of sword energy, and he slammed to the ground, dying of anger!

　　A generation of martial sage, was killed by a single finger?

　　 Thousands of monks, collectively terrified!

　　 Everyone took a breath!

　　 everyone was stunned, like petrified!

　　"Killing the martial arts powerhouse in a flash, this is by no means an ordinary god-level powerhouse can do. Who is this one-armed powerhouse, so terrifying?"

　　"The terrifying sword power that this person radiates is only comparable to that of the first sword **** in mainland China, the Rising Cloud Sword God, can it be said...?"

　　"Impossible, the Rising Clouds Sword God had fallen 30 years ago, and there are rumors that the Rising Clouds Sword God has a handsome appearance, how could he be such a shameless one-armed old man?"

　　 just when a group of monks were talking about it.

　　Master Zhenxuan asked with an extremely ferocious expression: "What do you intend to do?"

　　"It’s very simple, I don’t want to make trouble, nor do I want to go on a slaughter. Your Zhenwu auction house has accepted a predecessor’s hand-carved ring. This seat is entrusted by the predecessor to find the treasure. Today, If you insist on hiding, no one in your Zhenwu auction will be able to leave alive today!"