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Chapter 219
In the void, countless sword qi twisted like electric snakes, as if they were about to turn into real thunder.

Li Yizhi felt numb all over his body, a destructive, deadly, domineering sword intent that could cut off all life, wrapped around him, making him feel as if he was in an endless sword prison, and he would be cut into pieces the next moment.

Li Yizhi was horrified in his heart, he didn't have time to think about it, he almost instinctively stepped on his feet again and again, using his magical powers, and quickly escaped from the light of the destroying knife.

Pfft!

The knife qi slashed, and the ground was like tofu, drawing a gully more than ten meters long, bottomless.

The soil on both sides of the gully was glazed in color, as if it had been melted by the high temperature.

"court death!"

Li Yizhi's back broke out in cold sweat, and after throbbing, he became angry.

With a deep shout, he stepped forward, his whole body was full of blood, and his fist burst out. He raised his right arm high, and then slammed it down.

Pale golden blood gushed out, turning into a fist the size of a millstone, and blasted down towards the figure in the dust.

The figure remained silent, twisted his waist, and slashed out with the long knife horizontally, pulling out a huge three to four meter long knife light, and slashed on the bloody fist.

Rumble!
The bloody fist print and the knife light shattered at the same time, like a missile exploding, bursting out with a strong light, covering the moonlight in the sky.

At the same time, with the violent shock wave, the small house was directly impacted and collapsed, dust and smoke were everywhere.

Li Yizhi's eyes were sharp, and he saw the void split open again, revealing a small world, and the divine light flowed, and then the figure stepped in without looking back.

In an instant, the void healed, and the figure disappeared.

"Sword Saint Gongyangyu, Emperor Qian, very good!"

Li Yizhi's face was cold, and murderous intent burst forth in his chest.

In this Yujing city, the only person who can have such a powerful saber technique is Gong Yang who is stupid.

Gongyang Yu was a character from 100 years ago, the sword saint of the Yunmeng Empire. Later, because he took refuge in Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan and stayed in the small world of the artifact Emperor Tianxie, he was able to extend his life and live to the present.

In terms of strength, Gong Yangyu is the pinnacle of martial arts saints, not much weaker than him.

If it wasn't for the approaching lifespan, he might have already stepped into a human immortal, and he was one of Emperor Qian's strongest dark hands.

Li Yizhi couldn't figure it out, why did Emperor Qian want to kill him?
Is it just because of a secret fight with Hong Xuanji?
However, no matter what the reason is, after tonight's battle, the two sides have forged a death feud.

It's just that Li Yizhi can't take revenge now, so he can only bear it temporarily.

With his current strength, it is undoubtedly a dream to kill Emperor Qian.

Not to mention Gongyangyu and Hong Xuanji, Emperor Qian himself is not much weaker than him.

Suppressing the killing intent in his heart, Li Yizhi looked at the broken house and couldn't help but feel a headache. He could only find an inn to stay tonight.

As for the house, they can only pay compensation after getting the money.

.........

Palace, Palace of Diligence.

The void opened, and Gong Yangyu walked out from the imperial seal, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the assassination failed. This person has cultivated acupuncture points on the soles of his feet, and his speed is extremely fast."

Emperor Qian was surprised, he nodded solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "I know. Continue to monitor, and act when you find an opportunity."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gong Yangyu bowed, then turned his head and stepped into the void crack.

Emperor Qian's eyes flickered, and he said to himself: "Li Yizhi, it's very good, I'll save your life for now, and after I become the Creator, it won't be too late to catch all of you."

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Another three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The portrait auction event that caused a sensation in the capital finally came to an end, and was auctioned by Tianji Trading Company at a sky-high price of 1000 million taels of silver.

Everyone was dumbfounded and shocked beyond belief.

You must know that even for the entire Daqian Dynasty, the annual tax revenue is only more than 4000 million silver.

Along with this incident, Tianji Trading Company became famous all over the world.

Yunkong Pavilion, the living room in the backyard.

Li Yizhi met the old shopkeeper, as well as Chen Xiaoru, the boss of Yunkong Pavilion, a handsome middle-aged man.

Chen Xiaoru was very enthusiastic, and when he came up, he was flattered, which made Li Yizhi blush a little, and couldn't take it anymore.

After a long time, Li Yizhi coughed a few times, and hurriedly said, "Boss Chen, I don't know what the final auction result will be?"

"Mr. Li, this auction was very successful. In the end, it was won by Tianji Commercial Bank for 1000 million taels of silver. We have already exchanged it into a bank note issued by the Ministry of Households. You can exchange it at any major bank upon sight."

As Chen Xiaoru said, he pushed a sandalwood box about ten centimeters long and wide in front of Li Yizhi.

Tianji Trading Company, isn't this a trading company under the command of Champion Hou?
Li Yizhi was a little surprised. Originally, he thought that the last one to be photographed should be the aristocratic family.

Champion Hou is a pawn cultivated by the Immortal God King, a "false protagonist" in the world of the Yang God, used to fight against the leader of Panxing, Xu Yi. kind of.

In the early stage of the original book, he was a man of the hour, with the cultivation of a martial saint, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses under his command, and countless beautiful wives and concubines.

But unfortunately, Li Gui met Li Kui. Ever since he met Hong Yi, the protagonist of destiny, Champion Hou started a tragic life.

The old shopkeeper looked at Li Yizhi's surprised expression, and explained aloud: "We are also very surprised, this Tianji Trading Company has not made a bid until the end of the time, and it is too late for other families to bid again. "

Chen Xiaoru smiled wryly, and said: "Mr. Li doesn't know that Tianji Trading Company's move made the families very angry. It's just that this Tianji Trading Company belongs to the champion. He guards Qingzhou and has hundreds of thousands of soldiers under his command. Everyone I can only bear this tone."

Li Yizhi couldn't help smiling, he shook his head.

In fact, he didn't care too much about who got the auction for this portrait, as long as the price was the highest.

He opened the sandalwood box, and inside was a stack of thick bank notes, each of which was the largest denomination of ten thousand taels of silver notes, a total of one thousand.

Li Yizhi counted it quickly, and said: "The number is correct, this time it is thanks to Chen Dong's family and Yunkong Pavilion."

Chen Xiaoru hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Where is it, it is our honor in the Yunkong Pavilion to be able to send Mr. Li's painting. By the way, Mr. Li, many people have asked me to ask for a painting. The price is not a problem. You What do you think?"

Li Yizhi shook his head and said, "No. No matter how much money you have, it's just a number. I'm just short of money this time to sell my paintings. By the way, Mr. Chen, you didn't disclose the news about me to others, right?"

Chen Xiaoru hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Mr. Li, we have absolutely not leaked any information about you. However, now that the Yunkong Pavilion is being stared at by countless eyes, Mr. Li's identity may not be kept secret."

Li Yizhi said: "It's okay. Then I'll take my leave first."

"Master Li, please!"

Walking out of the Yunkong Pavilion, Li Yizhi felt dozens of eyes on him.

As soon as he took a step, he appeared a hundred meters away, and after a few flashes, he completely disappeared into the crowd.

Those who tried to follow were shocked, but they couldn't see the figure when they wanted to follow.

(End of this chapter)