As soon as the sword came out, the entire Zhantian Pavilion shook violently. Many people watching around frantically retreated, and some even fled directly out of the Zhantian Pavilion.
boom!
boom!
The two prodigies of swordsmanship faced off at their peak, and the violent shock wave directly shattered most of the Zhantian Pavilion.
Sand and stones flew, and the surrounding attics were reduced to rubble.
The powerful aftermath shocked countless people.
Some unlucky ones were directly strangled and invisible by the aftermath of the sword.
On the battlefield.
"Good swordsmanship!"
The young man in blue took dozens of steps back, his eyes becoming more and more fierce.
Qin Nan also took a dozen steps back.
The battle platform trembled, and the aftermath of the swordsmanship still spread in the air, which was frightening.
"You're not bad either."
Qin Nan looked at him, his eyes fearless and his fighting spirit still boiling.
"You passed this level."
The boy in blue showed a faint smile, waved in the air, and three sword lights flew towards him.
Qin Nan looked calm and did not dodge.
Three rays of sword light entered his body, condensing three purple sword lines on his chest.
These three purple sword patterns represent that Qin Nan has three entries in the Dao Luck Battle.
"Thank you."
Qin Nan smiled slightly.
The young man in front of me, judging from his age, is definitely not in his prime.
His swordsmanship skills far surpassed his.
This sword attack seemed to give Qin Nan a slight advantage, but in fact he lost.
At the last moment, the Soul of the Eternal Life Sword also added a bit of power to the Life-Destroying Sword, allowing him to force the boy in blue back.
"For the extra quota, you can take it to the Shendu Wantong Auction House, auction it, or barter it."
The boy in blue said with a smile.
"Okay! My name is Qin Nan, a casual cultivator."
Qin Nan responded with a smile.
"In the battle of destiny, I hope you and I can fight with all our strength!"
"Fight with all your strength?"
There was a trace of disdain in the eyes of the boy in blue.
Qin Nan currently does not have this qualification.
"This guy!"
Qin Nan's eyes are so sharp.
He could clearly feel the disdain in Mie Dao's eyes.
"Destroy the Tao, one month, the battle of Tao fate, I will definitely fight with you!"
Qin Nan rose into the sky.
There is no need to stay here any longer.
"Fuck, Xiao Nanzi, wait for me!"
From beginning to end, Lao Niu and others were watching the battle.
Lao Niu and Song Rentou soared into the sky and chased Qin Nan away.
A corner of Zhantian Pavilion.
Zhou Jiansheng, Nie Hongchen, Feng Yu and Feng Yue'er looked at each other in confusion.
They didn't want to waste the "competition quota" in their hands, so they naturally chose to stay for the time being.
"Grandpa, are they not in danger?"
Feng Yue'er's beautiful eyes were filled with worry.
Feng Chui Sheng and Wu Dao Zi were both secretly observing the boy in blue.
Hearing this, he smiled slightly and said softly:
"Don't worry, that kid's sword skills are already established. If we go to Wantong Auction House, we might get another chance."
Wu Daozi also grinned from the side.
He glanced deeply at the boy in blue and said in a deep voice:
"The Xuanmiao sect is really full of talents. This boy and the boy in the certification guild are both geniuses in swordsmanship. If Qin Nan goes, he might have a chance to get that guy's inheritance."
"Master, senior, you are talking about junior brother...".
Zhou Jiansheng was about to speak when the void around him trembled.
"Fuck! What kind of power is this!"
He couldn't help but exclaim.
A powerful force suddenly emerged in the void, as majestic as a stormy sea.
The attic that had just been destroyed by the aftermath of the two men's kendo was being restored, and it was completed in an instant, as if everything had never happened.
"Sequential battle, continue!"
The boy in blue set foot on the attic again and inspected the entire Zhantian Pavilion.
"You, get out of here right now, you won't be able to get back a few competition spots! I'm going to kill your legs!"
Wu Daozi kicked Zhou Jiansheng out of the attic.
"Damn it! Old guy, you don't follow martial ethics when you're riding a horse!"
Zhou Jiansheng felt a pain in his buttocks.
As soon as he got up, someone flew towards him.
"Yuhuang Sect, battle flag, come to fight!"
"Nah! How dare you bother me even though you are in the cave world! You are looking for death!"
Zhou Jian was angry and did not strike out, but with a flash of golden light in his palm, he directly used a pair of golden sledgehammers to kill him.
…
The battle in Zhantian Pavilion continues.
However, three figures, Qin Nan, Song Rentou, and Lao Niu, had already appeared in front of a magnificent hall.
"Master, this is Wantong Auction House! Here, anything can be put up for auction, and no one will dare to do anything in the auction house!"
Song Rentou explained one by one.
"How to auction?"
Qin Nan asked in a low voice.
He only needs one entry quota.
He always remembered that Xiao Liansheng still needed a lot of soul treasures to feed himself.
"I hope you won't disappoint me here."
Qin Nan thought to himself.
Song Rentou led the way.
"Master, please come with me."
Lao Niu followed closely behind the two men.
This guy kept looking around, his eyes flickering, wondering what he was thinking.
Several people walked around a long corridor and stopped outside a room.
"Auction for the Battle of Dao Luck, three entries!"
Song Rentou bowed slightly outside the room, his attitude cautious and restrained.
"Come in!"
In the room, an old voice came out.
The door opened automatically without any wind.
The three of them strode in.
In the room, an old man sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and he could not feel any breath fluctuations around his body.
Qin Nan's eyes were shocked and he didn't dare to be careless at all.
"Rogue Cultivator Qin Nan is auctioning off two entries."
"Song Rentou, auction a place for the competition."
Song Ren stood aside and said.
"One hundred million top-quality spiritual stones!"
The old man in gray clothes opened his eyes.
His eyes were ancient and desolate, making people feel frightened.
"good!"
Song Rentou took out a storage ring and bowed to give it to him.
The old cow on the side was no longer calm.
This guy regards wealth as his life.
Not to mention 100 million top-quality spiritual stones, he would not let go of even one.
"Old guy, can you auction everything here?"
The old cow grinned.
Qin Nan suddenly had a dark look on his face.
This guy must be up to something bad again.
"A bull demon in the late stage of Demon Lord? Yes, yes, I am missing a mount."
The old man in gray clothes looked at the old cow seriously, his eyes becoming more and more excited.
"Nah! Now it's too big!"
Lao Niu's whole body trembled and he dodged directly behind Qin Nan.
"Old guy, this cow is already famous and has its owner, so just give up on this idea."
"Xiao Nanzi, I have a treasure that needs to be auctioned. You come to negotiate. After the matter is completed, I will give you 10%!"
Lao Niu secretly conveyed the message.
Qin Nan felt helpless.
He knew that this guy was definitely up to something bad.
"No, I want 30%!"
Qin Nan's eyes were filled with laughter.
Lao Niu can give out 10% of the benefits, which shows that this guy has big plans.
"Xiao Nanzi, you... are so cruel!"
Lao Niu glared at Qin Nan fiercely, gritted his teeth, and secretly sent a ball of fluorescence into the undead space.
"Okay! I promise you!"
"Senior, this is my mount. If I offended you, please forgive me."
Qin Nan leaned over and saluted.
Then, with a thought, he took out a bunch of fluorescent light that Lao Niu had punched into the immortal space.
The fluorescent dots turned out to be a miniature palace.
"Old guy, you can see clearly, this is an inherited treasure passed down from eighteen generations of my master!"
Lao Niu was talking nonsense, but his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of excitement.
