Valkyrie

Chapter 70

In the auction hall, the palm of the white clothed Wuhou finally fell on the young man in linen.

But it did not fall on the young man in sackcloth.

To be precise, it fell on Feng Wanli.

At the moment when the palm of Wuhou in white fell, Feng Wanli stood in front of the young man in linen.Then it flew backwards like a broken kite.

Blood spat out of his mouth and splattered on the auction floor.

"The mantis arm stops the car!"

Marquis Wu in white looked at Feng Wanli and sneered, with complete disdain in his eyes.

Just when Feng Wanli blocked the attack of Marquis in White, everyone in the venue reacted and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

How dare someone make trouble at the Scarlet Auction?

It even involved Hong Xiu and Feng Wanli.

At this moment, the guards of the auction house also showed their stature, with as many as [-] Tianyuan.At the same time, Tu Gang, who had originally left, appeared at the entrance of the auction house.

Behind him, the pair of Blood Clothes Alliance were crowded.

"Clearance!"

Feng Wanli glanced at Tu Gang and coughed.

In the box, Lin Huang was also surprised when he looked at the scene in front of him.Surprised by the sudden murderous intention of Wuhou in white clothes, Feng Wanli's reaction speed was so terrifying.

There is also Miss Hongxiu's shot. This seemingly weak woman has at least the strength of the Tianyuan realm with that hand.

He was also surprised by the identity of the young man in linen.

What was the origin that made Feng Wanli protect him at all costs, and even possessed a necklace that could drive Xuanyuan to raise troops.

Everything in front of you is like a game.

A round to kill the white-clothed Marquis, otherwise the people of the Blood-clothed League would not be able to suddenly appear.

It's just that this bureau may have undergone a change because of the appearance of the young man in Mai.Let the situation not develop as Feng Wanli expected.

"It turns out that you threw out the sea of ​​​​flowers to surround and kill this marquis!"

In the auction hall, the white-clothed Marquis held hands, squinting at Feng Wanli, with a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, "However, just because of you, do you want to besiege this Marquis? A bunch of ignorant things."

At this moment, the auction house has been cleared.There were only Wuhou in white clothes, people from the auction house and the Blood Clothes League, and the young man in linen.

Lin Huang naturally hid and followed the development of the situation. After all, he still had a strong desire for Ye Haihua.

"It is rumored that there are two blood spirit messengers under the Blood Clothes, known as black and white impermanence. Black impermanence with black face, white impermanence with white robe and white face, I think you are the white impermanence!"

Feng Wanli wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a light smile.

"In this way, your identity is not only as simple as the leader of the Blood Clothes Alliance," Bai Wuchang said indifferently, his fingernails growing wildly, more than ten inches long, like sharp steel knives.

"My identity is not important, the important thing is that you don't want to get out of this cage today!"

Feng Wanli said confidently and calmly.

"Just because of this group of poor guys, you don't even have a Marquis, and you want to compete with this Marquis?" Bai Wuchang licked his fingernails with his tongue and said bloodthirsty.

"Then I was slapped by you just now, why didn't I die?" Feng Wanli said with a smile.

Bai Wuchang frowned slightly, looked at the bloody smile on Feng Wanli's face, and said slowly, "You have entered the realm of Marquis?"

"But so what?"

Bai Wuchang immediately laughed, "The realm of Marquis Wu is also high and low, I want to kill you, it's as easy as the palm of your hand!"

"Then give it a try," Feng Wanli said without arguing.

In the corner of the auction house, Lin Huang quietly looked at the scene in front of him and frowned.Once a warrior reaches the Marquis realm, it will be difficult to pile them to death.

And the realm of Feng Wanli is indeed much weaker than Bai Wuchang.

In Lin Huang's opinion, in this battle, if there is no follow-up accident or plan, Feng Wanli's chance of winning is not great. If it is serious, the entire Blood Clothes Alliance will be destroyed.

After all, not everyone can bear the anger of a Marquis.

As Lin Huang thought about it, he felt a shock, the air around him was filled with sharp sword energy, and the lights in the auction hall dimmed.

In the auction room, Feng Wanli was sitting cross-legged, tearing the camouflaged blood robe, revealing a shaggy white robe floating in the sword energy, with bright eyebrows and curly hair, like a proud and upright scholar.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying!"

Feng Wanli opened his mouth and read out a sentence.

As soon as he finished speaking, an illusory figure appeared in front of Feng Wanli, white clothed in the dust, his sleeves fluttering, and he walked forward with his hands behind his back, like a knight in white.

"Wu Hookshuang Xueming!"

Feng Wanli read out the second sentence.

In the hands of the illusory white-clothed knight, there was an extra sword, an extremely sharp long sword, showing a cold light.

"Wuhun Xia Xing Xing!"

Lin Huang stared at the white-clothed knight in front of Feng Wanli, his expression suddenly changed.Between heaven and earth, there are many different martial arts spirits. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting can also be souls. Among them, poetry, calligraphy and martial arts are one of the major categories.

If it is a powerful Confucian scholar, possessing the spirit of poetry, books and martial arts, and pulling the spirit of heaven and earth, the degree of terror is unimaginable.

I just don't know how many books Feng Wanli has read.

"It turns out that this is your confidence, Xia Ke Xing... It really makes Ben Hou a little jealous." Bai Wuchang stared at Feng Wanli and smiled coldly:
"But it's just a trace of fear!"

After all, Bai Wuchang turned into a shadow and walked towards the white-clothed knight.

In the auction hall, the sword light dazzled in an instant.

"Silver saddle illuminates white horse!"

"It's like a shooting star!"

A mysterious horse suddenly appeared under the crotch of the Silver Knight. The horse's hooves galloped around Bai Wuchang like a meteor, and its speed was so fast that it was elusive.

At least, Lin Huang couldn't even capture the shadow of the white horse knight.

In the auction room, the sword light flourished, forming sharp sword nets, besieging and killing Bai Wuchang.

At the center of the sword net, Bai Wuchang was still as calm as before, with his slender fingers lightly resisting the attack of the white knight.

"After drinking Xinling, take off your sword and kneel in front of you!"

"I will eat Zhu Hai, and I will persuade Hou Ying!"

In the auction room, the sword force was violently growing. As soon as the sword force came out, the whole air was stagnant for a few minutes, and Bai Wuchang's brows were also wrinkled.

During the roar of the ghost, the white mist spreads, corroding the dazzling sword energy around.

"With the mere sword net, I can trap Ben Hou at most for a while, but I want to see what means you have behind you." Bai Wuchang laughed coldly, waving his hands in mourning, defeating the force and killing him. The sharp sword qi came.

"Three cups of promise, the five mountains are lighter!"

"After the dazzling eyes and ears are hot, the spirit is full of energy!"

In the auction house, the sword momentum became more and more heavy.It was like a mountain, even heavier than a mountain, and the white-clothed knight in that scene was even more crazy.

The sword qi was mad, falling like a meteor.

The sword is vertical and horizontal, forming a cage to imprison Bai Wuchang.

A dignified expression finally appeared on Bai Wuchang's face.That solemnity did not come from the swordsmanship around him, but from his ignorance of the knight-errant martial spirit.

He didn't know Feng Wanli's follow-up methods.

At this moment, the mourning stick in Bai Wuchang's hand let out a sharp roar, and in a blink of an eye, he opened it and turned into a snow-white paper umbrella, covering Bai Wuchang.

Outside the paper umbrella, all sword energy was blocked, and all sword energy was crushed.

Bai Wuchang held the paper umbrella and walked towards Feng Wanli with a smile on his face, his soft voice revealed a biting coldness, "This Marquis doesn't know about Xia Ke Xing, but you also don't understand Ben Marquis's methods!"

"But Ben Hou knows that Ben Hou has this paper umbrella, and you can't even hurt Ben Hou in the slightest!"

Looking at Bai Wuchang, who was walking slowly, holding a white paper umbrella, Feng Wan's expression did not change, but he spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with difficulty:

"Save Zhao with the golden mallet, HD will be shocked first!"

"Qianqiu two heroes, Xuanhe Daliang City!"

"If you die, you will not be ashamed of the world!"

"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuanjing!"

Feng Wanli's words fell, and the sound of swords in the auction room roared like a dragon on the wall.The sword energy in the void suddenly condensed, turning into a terrifying sword intent, like the tide of the vast ocean, violently slaughtering away at Bai Wuchang wave after wave.

dong dong dong dong!

The sword intent was like a dragon, slapping on the white paper umbrella, causing the paper umbrella to make a crisp rebound sound.But after the rebound, it was the sound of the white paper umbrella breaking.

Bai Wuchang's complexion froze.

"I didn't expect you to be able to cultivate Sword Intent from this martial soul. It seems that this Marquis is really leaving you." Bai Wuchang murderous intent Ling Ran said.

The pale palm turned the paper umbrella, and the sound of tragic cries sounded immediately, and countless ghosts and ghosts swept out of the white paper umbrella and slaughtered towards the surrounding sword intent.

"You...are not the enemy of this prince after all!"

Bai Wuchang let go of the white paper umbrella in his hand and let it block the sword intent with difficulty.And he had already walked to Feng Wanli, looking at the weak latter sarcastically.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gooseshuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and the slack is like a meteor... What a good poem, why is it used to kill people? Death is imminent, your white-clothed knight is capable of breaking I came to save your life after taking the white paper umbrella of Ben Hou?"

A satisfied smile appeared on Bai Wuchang's face, and the snow-white palm slowly lifted, about to fall towards Feng Wanli.

In the corner of the auction house, Lin Huang looked at the arm that reached into the air, frowning, "Could it be that Feng Wanli is really going to be wiped out?"

Ke Lin Huang felt something was wrong.

But what's wrong?
Lin Huang's eyes drifted, and then his expression suddenly shook, "It's gone, Miss Hongxiu is gone. The Miss Hongxiu who has not moved since she threw three flying needles at the beginning is gone."

Moreover, in the poem "Xing Xing Xing", Feng Wanli seems to have forgotten two sentences...

　Copy a knight's line, my favorite is this poem... don't mind the big guys.Take a precaution, and there is a righteous song behind it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)