Most of the voices of everyone's discussion were ridicule, and the strong monk named Weihan sneered repeatedly.
"I have learned the body refining technique and my body is extremely powerful. Even if a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage bears my blow, he will be injured and die!"
After saying that, the strong man who called Weihan raised his fist directly, without using any spiritual power, punched Li Xuan in the face.
This Wei Han is only at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul. Although his spiritual power is not strong, his physical skills are very powerful and his physical strength is amazing.
However, in Li Xuan's opinion, there was still a little bit of a meaning. He was a divine body of all things, and his body had already surpassed the physical strength of the Nascent Soul stage. He was naturally not afraid at all when facing this strong man.
Li Xuan raised his fist directly, hammered it in front of him, and hit the fist as big as a casserole.
Seeing this situation, Du Xiaotian and his big hands sneered.
"This kid actually dares to compete with Weihan for physical strength, he is simply ignorant of his life and death!"
"Although his physical strength is strong, it is still not enough to see the Wei Han who has practiced body refining skills when facing the Nascent Soul cultivator."
"Let Weihan drag him out of the city later, but let us control him at the time."
Everyone sneered, as if they had seen Li Xuan being knocked away by a punch.
The two fists hit each other and then made a muffled sound.
The grim smile on Weihan's face solidified, turned into a look of horror. Then he felt an extremely powerful force rushing towards him, and his body involuntarily flew backwards.
He was beaten away by Li Xuan and then fell to the ground, his whole arm was almost bent. Obviously, he could not resist the power of Li Xuan's punch.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Li Xuan's unscathed figure in shock, and the Nascent Soul cultivator was actually knocked away by Li Xuan with one punch.
How is this possible? This is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and a cultivator in body refining.
How strong is this kid?
"I heard that there are some physical constitutions that can improve the strength of a strong body. Could it be that he has such a physical constitution?"
"It's just a pervert. Although I haven't used spiritual power, I guess it's a head-on battle based on this physical strength alone, and there are no restrictions. Some early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are not his opponents."
"No wonder he has such confidence. It turns out that he has two tricks."
"Hmph, what's going on? No matter how strong he is, he can be better than the No. 1 family. You must know that the Du family has a fifth-ranked God Transformation Cultivator, and he dominates the world!"
Everyone was talking, and Li Xuan was ready to sneer at Du Xiaotian who came to find trouble.
"Li Xuan, live here for me. I am a member of the Du family. If you dare to touch me, you will be dead!"
Feeling that this has become a little scarce, this kid has no value in use anymore.
Then Li Xuan no longer hesitated, raised his hand and slapped Du Xiaotian in the face. He slapped the kid aside for several consecutive slaps.
Then, Li Xuan's figure flashed quickly, and screams rang out. Each of them came to find trouble and was hit by at least three big-eared people.
Everyone looked at the extremely brave Li Xuan in shock.
He really ignored it and actually taught the young master of the Du family a lesson.
"Don't come to my place to make a noise, otherwise I won't be so polite next time. I'll drag you out of the city and destroy you."
After saying that, Li Xuan entered the magic weapon courtyard directly, and Du Xiaotian outside looked extremely resentful and looked at Li Xuan's magic weapon courtyard viciously.
"My husband, young master... do we still want to make this kid come out?"
The Jindan monk was punched by Du Xiaotian with a bang.
"A stupid guy, you can't beat him. Do you want to find a fight if you let him come out? Something that doesn't have some eyesight."
The monk who was beaten down with his head down and did not dare to speak.
Li Xuan entered the magic weapon courtyard and continued to practice until early the next morning, when he heard another sound of spiritual consciousness.
This time, the voice of the divine consciousness was Deng Aihong's voice, and the auction conference should have begun.
Li Xuan walked out of the magic weapon courtyard and saw two women at a glance. The woman in a light blue dress was Deng Aihong.
The female monk in the Jindan stage who was following her should be Deng Aihong's maid.
The maid frowned when she saw Li Xuan, and a hint of disdain appeared on her face.
"Miss, he is the lover you are talking about. Why is it just the middle stage of the Golden Pill? Its strength is a small level lower than that of yourself."
"Miss, don't be deceived by these stinky men's sweet words. He is so weak that he can't protect you in the future!"
Deng Aihong said lightly: "Xiao Fei, don't judge people by their appearance. He is still young and will definitely reach a higher level in the future. There will be a chance in the God Transformation Stage."
Hearing this, the maid stopped talking, but her eyes were not so friendly.
"The auction has begun, let's go over!" Deng Aihong said.
Li Xuan nodded, and then the three of them headed towards the auction of the Deng family.
As soon as he arrived at the auction, Deng Aihong was about to take Li Xuan to the VIP room, when an old man suddenly came to Deng Aihong with a hint of embarrassment.
"Young master, that, there is a powerful man in the Tianling Sect who came to participate in the auction. The VIP room was gone, so I made the decision without authorization and gave Mr. Li's VIP room to Huoling Zhenren."
Hearing the old man's words, Deng Aihong's face suddenly became ugly, and then he looked at Li Xuan with some guilt.
Li Xuan was not interested in these formalisms and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, I'll just sit in an ordinary seat."
Li Xuan looked at the huge auction venue, with a circular platform in the middle facing three directions. On the second floor is the VIP room, and the seats below the second floor are ordinary seats.
"Li Xuan, I'm going to go to the auction later. You can choose a seat by yourself. After the auction is over, I will come to you again!" Deng Aihong said.
Li Xuan nodded. He happened to need some spiritual medicine to refine spiritual pills, and some materials to refine his own flying magic weapon.
So Li Xuan planned to take advantage of this action to scrape down some things that were useful to him.
Then Li Xuan chose a seat leaning against the corner and sat down. Deng Aihong and her maid also entered the backstage.
Not long after, monks entered the auction hall and sat down.
Du Xiaotian, who was in the VIP room, saw Li Xuan sitting in the audience at a glance, and his face became ugly.
Then a sneer appeared on his face!
He was still trying to climb up to Fairy Deng Aihong, but he was not sitting in an ordinary seat yet, and he couldn't even get a VIP room.