...

puff.

In an instant, the thunder spirit encountered the wind, and it was extinguished and disappeared in an instant. Chen Mo also breathed a deep breath. Almost at the same time, Xiao Bayi, a guardian, saw that the boss was disturbed, and he was angry.

Dare to disturb my boss, see how Brother Ba can spare you? He tweaked his lower limbs and rushed towards the door.

"Brother Mo."

With a shout, the door was pushed open.

No. Xiaoba Turtle was stunned and thumped, and only felt that it was dark in front of her. She was knocked back. She rolled several times, fell down and staggered, and then stopped.

"Oh, what kind of exercise is Xiao Ba practicing?"

Yuan Haocang was startled when he entered the door. He turned to Chen Mo who was sitting cross-legged. Xu Xiao pleased and walked up: "Brother Mo, where are you practicing martial arts?"

Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes, and his palm also spread out. In his palm, there were five spirit stones the size of rice grains each, with a faint fluorescence.

He sighed in his heart and thought to himself that he wanted to temper the Thunder Spirit and prepare for the next duel of the Heavenly Dao Conference. Unexpectedly, he still could not satisfy Lei Ling's appetite after consuming thirty spirit stones in a row.

This guy seems to be a bottomless pit, and low-grade ordinary spirit stones are like drops of water. It seems that you need to replace some medium-grade spirit stones to feed them so that they can exert greater power.

Chen Mo waved his hand and put the gloves into the storage ring, got up and smiled, "Brother Cang, what's the matter with me?" He lifted up the long gown beside the bed and put it on his body.

"Haha." Yuan Haocang said: "Brothers don't know anything. I heard that an auction will be held in the Martial Arts Pavilion tomorrow, and there are many good things."

“Auction?”

Chen Mo asked, tied up his waist-tight ribbon and looked down at the storage ring on his finger. The thunderstorm was obtained from the auction. Along the way, he added a lot of combat power to himself. Especially after fusion of the thunder spirit, it became a spiritual weapon, and its power increased by a huge margin.

"Yes, organized by Taidian Auction House." Yuan Haocang said mysteriously: "There is something in it. Maybe it will be useful to you."

Tai Dian almost monopolized the auction industry in the entire Great Wilderness world, and it was not uncommon for them to organize this time. However, Yuan Haocang's last words made Chen Mo interested and asked: "It's useful to me, what does it mean?"

"There is one thing in the treasures sold this time, called..."

"Here. Come..." Suddenly, a noise from passers-by came from outside the window, interrupting Yuan Haocang's words.

The two of them stared at the same time, and walked to the window and looked out.

A convoy of Pegasus carriages came up on the spacious street, with just twenty or thirty men wearing white clothes and guarding the guards holding three-foot swords.

There was a small triangle flag with white bottom and golden edges on each carriage, and two clear words "Tai Dian" were displayed on it with black silk.

Under the attention of passers-by, the group came towards the Wudao Sect Pavilion.

"Let's go, brother, let's take a look?" Whether Chen Mo agreed or not, Yuan Haocang pushed and walked out the door.

Half-tight, the two of them arrived at the gate in a short while, and the group of people from Taidian Auction House walked over slowly.

Yuan Haocang leaned closer to Chen Mo's ear and whispered: "Did you see it? The carriage is full of treasures to be auctioned this time."

Chen Mo glanced at the convoy. There was a relatively luxurious chariot in the middle of the convoy. He saw exquisite eaves on the four corners, and a plum blossom was carved on the pear blossom structure, covering the body of the car. However, the branches and petals seemed to have been destroyed, presenting withered patterns.

The size is twice as large as the others, and it stands out in a flock of chickens, making it extremely conspicuous.

The curtain of the carriage door is a layer of gauze embroidered with golden silk, which swings gently in the wind. You can vaguely see a man in white sitting like a virgin sitting inside, not knowing whether he is a man or a woman.

As the crowds watched the excitement on both sides, the group gradually approached.

"Hmph. I've watched a good show."

Just as the approaching moment, Chen Mo frowned slightly.

Among the crowds on both sides of the street, a man in ordinary clothes leaned behind the crowd. At this time, he was slowly untiing his gray robe, revealing his night clothes. When passers-by were all focused on the convoy, he slowly pulled out a long sword on his waist and quickly covered his black face.

Chen Mo glanced around and saw that there were no less than ten people in the crowd, and there were murderous intent on the roofs on both sides of the street.

Just as the convoy was slowly stopping, a whizzing sound suddenly came, and several triangular silver darts shot towards the convoy on the houses on both sides of the street.

"There are assassins."

Among the dozens of guards around the convoy, someone shouted.

Immediately afterwards.

Puff...

A series of sounds of stumble into the body, accompanied by more than a dozen people falling to the ground, caused chaos in the scene. The people who were still watching the fun just now screamed and fled around.

"Damn it, rob?" Yuan Haocang exclaimed, pulling Chen Mo back two steps. He said in amazement: "It's true that wealth is touching. These people are so brave that they dare to grab things from the Taidian Auction."

There were more than twenty black-clad masked assassins on both sides of the houses, with murderous eyes, and each of them held a long sword with a white blade. At the same time, they stepped on the corrugated roof and waved the knife down, pointing directly to the luxury carriage located in the middle of the convoy.

There were less than half of the escorts around the convoy who could move, but they also reacted at this time. Qiangqiang drew out the long sword in his hand, and waved it in front of him, each with a layer of mysterious evil lingering all over his body. He raised the sword and had to deal with the enemy.

However, they did not expect that more than a dozen men in black rolled out from the panicked crowd. While they were dealing with the assassins on the roof, they slashed and slashed like knives.

Dangdang...

Suddenly, a sword and a slash of blood splattered, and the guards of Taidian died and injured a lot.

At the same time, more than twenty men in black who soared into the air seemed to have entered a no-man's realm, and their long swords in their hands pierced into the luxurious chariot.

These assassins started quickly, used fierce swords, and had extremely strict organizational cooperation. After only three breaths, they easily settled most of the nearly thirty guards around them. It seemed that they were ready.

More precisely, more than twenty long swords had pierced into the target car chariot. The surrounding assassin waved his palm and pushed the handle of the knife, and the long sword entered three points again.

"Sold all the auction items and spare you." A man in black surrounded the chariot said coldly.

Just as he said that, the Xuangang, shaped like flowing water, wrapped the entire carriage and gradually expanded from the inside to the outside.

Bang!

Suddenly, a wave of air burst out from the chariot, and the assassin with a knife around him was shot out with a strong aura and shook it away.

Like the autumn petals withering, pink and white plum blossoms float around, floating down with splashing wood chips.

Almost at the same time, a seat was swirling out from the chariot, and a woman in white sat on it.

Seeing her three thousand hairs floating in the wind, her fair face was as calm as if she had come from another world, as if what was happening around her had nothing to do with her. She was drifting down with pink petals, and she was like a banished immortal descending to earth.

"It's the lingering flowers and scenery." Yuan Haocang shouted in a low voice..

"Canced Flower Jingyun? Do you know her?" Chen Mo frowned.

"I just heard that she was born with legs disabled, but she was the deacon of Taidian Auction House headquarters. I don't know anything else." Yuan Haocang said.

I saw the jade palm that was fading into the clear water and the five slender fingers were swirling around for a while. A pink plum blossom was pinched between my fingers without pause. I threw my fingers at the two assassins who were rushing towards me.

With a stream of energy like a flow of water, like an arrow from a string, the petals rippling in the air turned into two sharp edges and galloped away.

At this time, the two assassins obviously had no time to avoid it, and each waved the long sword in his hands and looked horizontally in front of his chest.

Dangdang.

The energy hits the white blade like an iron tool, making a crisp sound of impact. The long knife broke into pieces in an instant. The energy did not diminish and directly penetrated the chests of the two assassins, leaving a blood hole.

The two of them rolled their eyes and fell to the ground, without even the time to spray blood, and then they lost their rest.

The pink plum blossoms were still rippling, accompanied by the drizzle of cow hair. After a few rounds, twenty or thirty people did not approach her, but more than half of them died or injured. Now they were full of murderous intent, waiting for an opportunity to act around.

"What's the point of bullying a girl's house?" A questioning outside the field attracted the black-clad assassins to take a look.

I saw Chen Mo slowly walked over in the drizzle and breeze, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with heart-wrenching disdain.

"Kill him." An assassin, who seemed to be leading, signaled to the two people beside him.

Jing Yun, sitting in the flower wheel, gently raised a pair of eyes that were as quiet as water. They all said that eyes were the windows of the soul, but in her eyes, there was no sign of emotion, which was unpredictable.

On this side, two black-clothed assassins were ordered to wave their long swords to cut off several continuous drizzles. A white light ray on the blade was spreading across the chest, and water was splattering under their feet, sprinting towards them.

Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, and a layer of gold filled his body. He used the thunder sound steps, and a phantom was pulled behind him, and he stood upright with his chest facing the long sword.

clang.

The tips of two long swords were directly pressed against his chest, but it seemed to stab on the steel without any damage. Seeing a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his shoulders suddenly shook, and with a bang, both swords were broken into pieces.

As fast as lightning, the thunderstorm was already wearing both fists. The thunder spirit rushed around like lightning. Chen Mo swung his fist and hit the abdomen.

Bang.

The close-range impact made the two assassins unable to resist. They were thrown into the air, rubbed a piece of water on the ground, and took two feet away, stopped at Jing Yun's feet, each spraying a mouthful of blood and silting away the movement.

"A bold boy, you dare to be arrogant in Qinghua City, and you won't surrender." A scolding came from the gray sky, and you saw a group of people flying in the air from afar.

"No, people from Qinghua Sect."

A man who looked like an assassin leader took two steps back, glanced at Jing Yun and Chen Mo who were as quiet as virgins, and bite him and said, "Boy, I'm bad, don't let me touch you again, go."
Chapter completed!