"Two million." Long Yang shouted. Now Long Yang will not add more money bit by bit like before. Long Yang doesn't care about this little money, he cares about that stone.
Two million, the audience was shocked and looked at Long Yang.
"Who is this kid? Can you get so much?"
Mo Jian's eyes widened. Long Yang's bid already meant that he was very interested in stone. This was a good thing for Mo Jian. Thinking of Long Yang snatching his Liuyun Sword before, he was furious. He looked at Long Yang and sneered: "I will make you lose money this time."
"Four million." Mo Jian once again raised the price.
"Four million, this price... Is the Xiyuan Sword Sect crazy?"
"I don't know, let's take a look first, this is unprecedentedly priced."
Long Yang frowned slightly, not because of money, but because of Mo Jian. He must get what Long Yang wants. Those who hinder him will not end up well. Then he stared at Mo Jian and released his murderous aura.
Mo Jian noticed Long Yang's gaze, and felt a little uncomfortable, pretending to be like you and me.
"I will kill you." Long Yang whispered.
Mo Jian kept looking at Long Yang and understood Long Yang's mouth shape, and suddenly felt cold behind his spine.
The senior brothers around him saw Mo Jian like this and quickly asked what had happened.
Mo Jian quickly adjusted his mind and said it was okay. Then he stared at Long Yang, sneered, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, without making any sound. Just look at the shape of his mouth, you can know that he was talking about me waiting.
Long Yang smiled, stopped looking at him, looked at Master Yi, raised his hand and said, "Ten million."
It once again caused a sensation in the audience, and everyone's eyes on Long Yang were stationed on the top and bottom five levels.
Ten million is definitely not a small amount. Some small forces may have a total property of only 10 million. But now, an unknown little person actually takes out so much money and doesn't even raise his eyebrows. This is incredible. What's even more terrifying is to buy a stone that even Master Yi said is useless. They think this person's brain must be sick.
Mo Jian didn't dare to follow him anymore. Ten million is not a small amount. If Long Yang didn't follow him, he would have no money to give to Master Yi. At that time, Master Yi would put their Xiyuan Sword Sect on the blacklist. On the next day, he would probably never have the opportunity to participate in this treasure appraisal conference again.
Slap sex.
Mo Jian applauded, looked at Long Yang, and smiled and said, "Tai Chi Dragon Alliance is indeed rich. Since you like it so much, I won't take away the benefits. I'll give you this thing."
Master Yi was overjoyed. He didn't expect that he could sell 10 million yuan. Before Long Yang could regret it, he quickly said: "The first time, the second time, the third time, the transaction was completed."
Stone became Long Yang's, and Long Yang paid the money directly. For him, ten million was really not a big deal, and stone was the most important thing.
After giving the money, Long Yang held the stone in his hand. It was like an ordinary stone, without any characteristics, but the color was black. When he reached out to touch it, the blood in his body was about to surge.
Soon, the stone was put into the Qiankun bag, and Long Yang continued to auction.
Mo Jian kept looking at Long Yang. When he saw Long Yang value an ordinary stone so much, he laughed in his heart. Then he saw Liuyun Sword, and he immediately clenched his teeth. When he went out for a while, he wanted to find an opportunity to grab the Liuyun Sword back.
The auction items are sold out, which means the treasure appraisal conference is over.
Everyone was about to disperse, but Long Yang didn't move at all because he felt that many people were staring at him. If they wanted to steal his things, those who could take out tens of millions of Qiankun Pills must have more Qiankun Pills. More importantly, the person who took out Qiankun Pills was only a small force, and this kind of fat must not be allowed to leave.
Long Yang was not afraid. His purpose this time was to make the name of the Tai Chi Dragon Alliance. He hoped that more people would target him so that he could become famous in one fell swoop.
Mo Jian walked over with a contemptuous look on his face.
"Boy, I'll kill you."
Long Yang chuckled: "Okay, I'm waiting for you. Do you see the sword? There, come and grab it."
Without bringing Long Yang's energy, Mo Jian's face looked ugly, and then he said fiercely: "Go out and wait."
Then he turned around and left.
Long Yang ignored it, Leng Yuan walked over and said, "What should we do?"
"Just go out from here." Long Yang pointed at the door.
Leng Yuan was stunned. He knew the situation. After he went out, these wolves and tigers would definitely chase them. He could not understand why Long Yang was so calm, but he did not doubt it and nodded and said, "Yes."
After saying that, the two of them walked out.
Yin Shitian saw the two of them leaving, murderous intent showed on his face.
"The scheming and courage are good. No wonder I dare to go against me. I want to see how you resolve all this."
Long Yang and Leng Yuan walked out of the door, but they were no longer able to maintain the treasure appraisal conference and soon fell into crisis.
Someone surrounded him from all directions, and they had long seen Long Yang's strength.
Nirvana is the first level of heaven.
If you can take out ten million of Nirvana First Heaven, this is fat. If you don’t rob it, you won’t rob it or rob it, no one is willing to let it go.
"Sold out the Liuyun Sword and your Qiankun Bag, or you will die." A man shouted. He was wearing an iron fist glove, and he was from the Iron Fist Sect, a force that was worse than the Xiyuan Sword Sect.
Long Yang didn't say nonsense, he went up directly, and lightning flashed on his fist.
It hit the man and immediately submerged him.
The people who killed the first level of Nirvana with one blow, and the other people in the Iron Fist Sect looked ugly.
"You kill my senior brother, seeking death." One person rushed towards Long Yang, his fist shining brightly.
Long Yang's face turned cold, then turned around, punched another thunderous light rolling out, and completely swallowed the person in front of him.
There was no warning at all, and the entire Iron Fist Sect was destroyed.
This shocked the forces around him who were preparing to attack Long Yang. The strength of those who were ambitious to swallow their stomachs and kill the Iron Fist Sect in one fell swoop should never be underestimated.
Long Yang killed everyone, glanced around and walked forward directly. He believed that after today, the Tai Chi Dragon Alliance would definitely resound throughout the audience.
Unstoppable, Longyang is extremely smooth all the way.
Mo Jian looked at Long Yang's back and followed quickly. Liuyun Jian must get it, and he must also clean up Long Yang.
In addition to the Crime City, Long Yang found a rock and sat on it and refused to leave.
Leng Yuan was surprised: "Why don't you leave?"
"Wait for someone." Long Yang said casually.
"who?"
"Boy, we're meeting again." Mo Jian walked out with a sneer, holding a sword in his hand, and behind him, he was with several disciples of the Xiyuan Sword Sect.
"Yes, I didn't expect you to die so soon." Long Yang laughed softly, stood up from the ground, and released his murderous intent.
In an instant, a hurricane flew up on the ground and dust flew.
"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability. Is the Tai Chi Dragon Alliance? Wait, our Xiyuan Sword Sect will kill your sect and kill all of you. Men are slaves and women are raised. As for you, I will capture you alive and then deal with you well." The sword in Mo Jian's hand began to flash purple light, and with a dragon roar, his body moved and flew out like an arrow.
The sword energy rolled, and a huge sword shadow appeared on the sword, and then slashed towards Long Yang's body, trying to cut Long Yang's halfway, breaking Long Yang's vitality.
Long Yang immediately resisted, and lightning flashed on his fist, hitting the sword hard.
With a ting, the sword bounced back.
Mo Jian's hand was numb and he quickly retreated. As soon as he landed, he continued to go up.
"Sword dances to the Gods Heaven."
The moment Mo Jian waved his sword, countless sword shadows flew out at this moment, like raindrops.
"Boy, I want to make you full of holes."
Suddenly, countless small swords flew over and made a puff sound.
Long Yang dodged like a cat, dodging around, and thousands of attacks did not hurt him at all.
Taking advantage of a gap, Long Yang rushed up.
"Nine Dragon Fire Fist."
The big fist was swung out, and countless lightnings appeared, turning directly into thunder dragons and swallowing Mo Jian.
Mo Jian looked ugly and he retreated repeatedly, but Long Yang's fist was approaching infinitely and could not avoid it.
"Junior brother, we'll save you."
Other disciples of the Xiyuan Sword Sect also took action and flew out with long swords in their hands.
One person was holding an ordinary sword in his hand, but after blessing the Yuan power, the sword instantly became larger, flashing green light, sweeping towards Longyang.
The other person's sword was no longer a sword, but it was like a red python, swallowing and biting towards Long Yang.
Seeing this, Long Yang immediately used his Yuan power and released the Nine Fire**. The nine clones went out and fought against the other people. The true body was still chasing Mo Jian.
A clone directly rioted with the Thunder Fist and knocked the man with the big sword out.
The other clone swallowed the python directly.
The real body was even more fierce. His fist hit Mo Jian. Suddenly, Mo Jian was knocked out and fell to the ground, rubbing out a gully. Suddenly, Mo Jian looked extremely embarrassed.
"You..." Mo Jian looked ugly and hurriedly got up from the ground.
Long Yang's face was cold, and he stepped forward, not wanting to talk nonsense to Mo Jian.
Mo Jian knew that he could not beat Long Yang and was already trying to escape. When he saw Long Yang coming, his body was trembling in fear.
"What are you going to do? You can't touch me, I'm from the Xiyuan Sword Sect."
Long Yang, no matter whether he was from Dongyuan or Xiyuan, stepped forward and his fist was blown out.
The lightning flashed, and the murderous aura was trembling.
"You can't kill..." Mo Jian shouted, but at this moment, Long Yang's fist had already hit.
A scream of surprise came out, Long Yang's fist hit his head, and blood flowed down. Mo Jian's eyes opened very loudly, but he was already dead.
Several disciples who were chased by Long Yang's clone before were numb when they saw Mo Jian's death, their scalp became numb and they were extremely panicked. They quickly fled, and they wanted to bring back the news of Mo Jian's death.
Long Yang would never let the news of his murder slip away. The nine clones were extremely fast and chased the disciples of the Xiyuan Sword Sect present.
The lightning flashed in the field and screamed repeatedly, so all the disciples of the Xiyuan Sword Sect died.
After doing everything, Long Yang left here directly. He could kill someone, but he would never be able to reveal his whereabouts.
Soon, Long Yang and Leng Yuan disappeared, and the ground was full of corpses. Yin Shitian appeared, swept over the corpses on the ground, and a sneer appeared: "No wonder the person who dared to kill me is a little powerful, but he will die in the end."