Wu Qing shouted, but the old man from the Divine Soldier Pavilion smiled, and Su Li was also expressionless and looked at the thunder sword attacking.

"Sizi—"

A thunder sound flashed, and Su Li instantly reached out and held the sword in his hand.

"Sce--"

The lightning roared, and the sound of the sound was made. Su Li's face condensed, and suddenly the thunder body on his body was mobilized.

The sword actually contained the power of thunder, which made Su Li's thunder body run involuntarily.

"Don't you see this one satisfied?"

The old man laughed and asked very politely.

"Good sword!"

Su Li was slightly stunned. This was definitely the best spiritual treasure, which was closer to the existence of magic weapons.

If Su Li did not have the Shangyang Spirit Sword, then this sword would become Su Li's best weapon.

But Su Li frowned slightly at this moment and glanced at the old man with some dissatisfaction.

"Dear guest, this sword is called the Twelve Swords of Thunder Skies. If you try to separate him with spiritual power, you will know the mystery."

A strange color flashed in the old man's eyes. He looked at the lightning light on Su Li's body and realized that the legendary Su Li understood that the thunder body was real.

"separate?"

Su Li was stunned, and then suddenly a stream of spiritual power was transmitted from his arm and instantly penetrated into the thunder sword.

Between the lightning and lightning, the sword split into twelve swords, and instantly lingered around Su Li.

That joyful look, like a happy child.

Su Li's lips outlined, this sword is really mysterious, and it can be divided into twelve!

And each one is a top-grade spiritual treasure. If this kind of magic weapon is auctioned in the Ancient Immortal Palace, I am afraid that it will never be able to get the price of tens of millions of Qi Gathering Pills!

These are twelve top-quality spiritual treasures!

"Good sword."

Su Li still had two words, and then he gently retracted the twelve swords and turned them into one.

The old man took out a sword box and signaled Su Li to put it in it.

"Are you satisfied with the guest?"

The old man asked with a smile, "This attitude makes people feel like spring breeze."

"I bought this sword, you can buy it for a price."

Before Su could leave, someone came over and said bluntly.

Su Li was stunned and turned around to look at the man in purple gold robe.

"How can you win people's favor..."

Wu Qing was about to have an attack, but as soon as he saw the person coming, he immediately swallowed the words back.

"The Confucian school, the three heroes Yang Gang!"

With a scream, Su Li understood the other party's origin.

In the Confucian school, the younger generation who can wear purple gold robes are only the three heroes of the Three Saints inheritors.

This person is Yang Gang, one of the three heroes.

"It turns out he was a distinguished guest of the Confucian school."

The old man from the Divine Soldier Pavilion smiled and the joking in his eyes was very strong. Unexpectedly, he actually welcomed two distinguished guests today and had to compete for the same set of spiritual treasures. This is a good thing for the Divine Soldier Pavilion.

"Don't you understand what it means to come first and then arrive?"

Su Li frowned and asked.

"In Lingxi City, no one can tell the Confucian Sect to come first and then arrive."

"This is the territory of our Confucian clan. Do you think it is first and who is behind?"

Yang Gang's voice was filled with a look of contempt. His clear eyes looked at Su Li, as if he was looking at an object. His arrogant expression made people feel very upset, but he was speechless to this person and could not refute it.

Whether in terms of identity, status, or strength, Yang Gang is an absolute leader.

He is one of the three great masters of Confucianism, and his strength has reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Perhaps only the other two of the three heroes can defeat Yang Gang.

"This set of 12 Thunder Skies was carefully crafted by our craftsmen of the Divine Soldier Pavilion, so the price is naturally not low. However, I believe that both of them are distinguished guests of my Divine Swords. No matter who wins this set of 12 Thunder Skies, my Divine Swords will give you discounts."

"One-price, eight million Qi-gathering pill."

The old man said with a smile, stretching out his hand to make an eight-hand gesture.

When he heard about this price, even Wu Qing was slightly stunned.

Eight million Qi Gathering Pills are simply sky-high.

However, the twelve swords of Thunder Skies can be considered worth this price. After all, these are twelve top-quality spiritual treasures. If the twelve handles are integrated, they can be even more comparable to magic weapons.

This price is very reasonable.

“Eight and a half million.”

Yang Gang said indifferently, throwing out a storage bag containing the 8.5 million Qi Gathering Pill.

"Ten million."

Su Li doesn’t like to shout for auctions, he likes to make a final decision.

And the price of this ten million yuan instantly changed Yang Gang's face.

Although he has a unique position, how could he have so many Qi Gathering Pills in his hand!

"What do you mean?"

"You must snatch this spiritual treasure with me, right?"

Yang Gang asked with a cold face.

"You are competing with me."

Su Li was not showing any weakness. Anyway, he was always the opponent after tomorrow, so why should he give in to him now?

"Su Li, are you provoking me?"

Yang Gang stared at Su Li coldly, with a strong anger in his eyes. He was one of the three Confucian masters and one of the most outstanding people in the entire Little Thousand World. As long as he raised his arms and shouted, he could immediately respond.

In the future, he will achieve great success. If he inherits the position of the Three Saints, then he, Yang Gang, will become the hottest figure in the entire Little Thousand World.

Everyone should treat Yang Gang respectfully, even the elders of the Confucian Sect, even the core figures of the Thirteen Sects.

When they meet Yang Gang, perhaps even they must treat him respectfully.

But Su Li is obviously an alternative.

"You can think so."

Su Li narrowed his eyes, threw out a storage bag, and gave Wu Qing another look.

At this moment, Wu Qing could only bite the bullet and throw out a storage bag.

The two storage bags contain five million Qi Gathering Pills, which is exactly ten million Qi Gathering Pills. This is a huge fortune!

There are only a handful of people who can show off, but Su Li is so calm.

"Disciple, our Shenbing Pavilion has always been priced. It is said to be eight million, which means eight million."

The old man said with a smile, and he returned the two million Qi Gathering Pills casually.

Then, the old man looked at Yang Gang again.

"Sorry, this distinguished guest, the Twelve Swords of Lei Shan has been sold. If you want to buy a new product, please come here earlier next time."

The old man said with a smile, "This is directed at Yang Gang."

Yang Gang's face looked ugly, but it seemed that he was very afraid of the old man and did not dare to say anything. He just glanced at Su Li indifferently.

"I originally planned to show mercy the day after tomorrow and beat you half to death."

"But what happened today, I decided to crippled you."

Yang Gang left a word, then turned around and left coldly.

"Yes, I will do what you said, but you should be the one who is disabled, and I'm looking forward to it."

Su Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Gang who was leaving, feeling very unhappy.

"This guy is so pretentious..."
Chapter completed!