I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

The hall of the auction venue was magnificent and magnificent. The auctioneer was lying on the stage with his broken body in the "yin thunder", and his throat made a "hoho" sound, like an overwhelmed old wooden bellows.

The blood he sprayed was splattered on the bright red curtain, and the blood stains covered part of the rose woven with gold thread, but there was a kind of broken beauty.

The sudden change on the stage made the mixed races in the guest seat unable to react for a while, until now they finally reacted-this Taoist is a person from the auction house, they directed and acted in a scene, but they did not expect to be unexpected Of actors enter.

Standing in front of the guards, the middle-aged Taoist priest naturally understood that his own was exposed at this moment, but the importance of the Shuanri Stone made him have to actively expose it-the Shuanri Stone can be bought by anyone, but it must not be bought. Return to the hands of the girl's family.

In order to **** this precious alchemy treasure, they have already suffered heavy losses. The family that had been bloodbathed once worsened the situation. They hoped to crack the secret behind the Lianri Stone to rejuvenate the family. When they were bought by other families, they could rely on information. The advantage of the oriole is behind, but if it is snatched back by the girl's family, then their information advantage will be a joke in front of this family that has kept the stone for hundreds of thousands of years.

What's more, if the auction house is robbed twice within a few years, the reputation of Sotheby's auction house and the Iron Rose family will be completely stinky, and Sotheby will no longer have to open it anymore, only after two heavy losses. Including him in the family, there is not much available combat power, and he can only bite the bullet and shoot.

"who are you?"

A man dressed as a middle-aged Taoist stood in front of the guard and asked coldly.

The girl gritted her teeth and stared at him, her golden eyes gushing with anger.

"Break into the Iron Rose family's property, take the hijacking of the auctioneer, and intend to **** the lot. No matter who you are, we have the right to execute you." At the auction, smoke screens were set up in advance to play a scene to confuse you. Maybe you will succeed!"

Lu Mingfei and the other guests raised their eyebrows in the auditorium, saying that this is okay? Obviously you got hit in the middle of the acting, so you have to come back hard? Are you treating me as a fool or blind!

"Shameless!"

The injured girl shouted angrily, wondering whether she saw the middle-aged Taoist lie or really believed that they laid "smoke bombs."

"This is not the time to interrogate you. The distinguished guests are still waiting for the auction to continue," the middle-aged Taoist turned his head slightly and ordered the guards next to him, "Smash her knee and drag it down."

The girl's face changed slightly and she wanted to get up and avoid her, but her movement was dragged down by her injuries. The two guards behind the middle-aged Taoist immediately adjusted their muzzles slightly and shook the trigger.

Accompanied by the explosion of gunpowder, the steel-cored projectile spun out in the eruption of flames, tearing the air straight to the girl's knee.

She gritted her teeth when the Taoist said she was about to break her knee, to avoid screaming because of pain, she stared at the middle-aged Taoist and the guards behind him, with the nerve reaction speed of an ordinary mixed race. With her physical fitness, she can neither see the bullet nor dodge the bullet. What's more, she is still injured. If this is the case, there is no need to try to evade in vain. If you get two shots, you will get two shots, but you can't be weak!

She was ready to welcome the pain of being pierced by a bullet through her kneecap. However, at the same moment when the muzzle was emitting flames, a bright silver streamer also broke in on the edge of her field of vision, and then blocked her body at a speed that she could not react. Earlier, there were two very short knocking sounds of gold stickers!

Because the speed was too fast, the bright silver streamer left a long and narrow afterimage in the vision of the girl and all the guests, extending all the way from the backstage to the girl.

Until the two deformed projectiles fell on the stage and rolled off, other people could see clearly that what was floating in front of the girl turned out to be a simple long sword!

It was a slender sword with a pitch black hilt and a shiny silver body. Its front was as cold as autumn water, and it seemed as if a moonlight split the darkness in the dim venue.

The more knowledgeable mixed race in the field immediately reacted to what happened—Sequence 82, Yan Ling·Sword Yu!

This spirit of speech allows the releaser to manipulate metal products within his domain, showing the power similar to the sword fairy who controls flying swords in Chinese mythology. Although most hybrids can only control some lightweight metal blades because of their bloodliness, The strong one can indeed control the flying sword of solid iron.

Someone used this Yanling to control a sword to fly out of the passage in the backstage at the very moment of the shot, blocking the bullet that hit the girl's knee.

The mixed races who reacted to what had happened in the audience exclaimed subconsciously-using the sword to control the flying sword to block the bullet? Moreover, the sword flew out almost at the same time as the bullet was fired. This speed and accuracy, even if the "Jian Yu" in the world holds this, is definitely the top level!

Some of the older faces were even more frightened and terrified-although they were not the right age, such a powerful swordsman still made one emerge uncontrollably in their minds.

People, a Chinese who was once famous throughout the European mixed race.

"Who?!"

Seeing Jianguang not only the girls and the audience flying from the backstage, the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly turned his head and looked back towards the backstage. He yelled and said that the "yin thunder" broke out at the same time. Although the distance is a little far away, with his blood, The shock wave of the thunder still left part of its lethality at this distance.

Even if the opposite A-grade mixed race is hit by the shock wave of the thunder frontally, it will be unclearly injured. Moreover, although the sword spirit is quite lethal, there is no large-scale defense method. A few iron pieces can block it. Shooting bullets is already a master of masters, and it is absolutely impossible to block the large-scale shock wave of the lightning.

The fact is as he expected, where the lightning shock wave passed, the wooden boards between the stage and the backstage broke one after another, and the sawdust was carried by the shock wave and roared at the figure at the entrance of the backstage passage, and then...

The middle-aged Taoist rubbed his eyes vigorously, the mixed races in the audience also rubbed their eyes, and the **** the stage opened her mouth slightly.

What did they just see? !

The figure standing at the entrance of the backstage just waved his sleeves, and the strong wind brought up by the wide cuffs offset the shock wave of the thunder? !

With the hearing of the mixed race, they even heard the sound of the wood chips and wood chips wrapped in the thunder being shattered again in the collision of the two forces!

"The old saying goes, people die for money, and birds die for food..."

The figure in the backstage speaks indifferently, and the voice is like perennial snow on the top of the mountain. The invisible killing aura suddenly diffuses throughout the venue. Being in it suddenly makes people feel the illusion of falling into an ice cave, even breathing subconsciously. Let the ground lighten and slow down.

"It seems that Sotheby's auction house, you really want to die."

The figure stepped on the floor twisted and cracked in the confrontation between the air and waves, and slowly walked out of the shadows in the backstage. He was dressed in white and snowy, his face was like a crown jade, but his eyebrows were sharp like a sword. The long black hair was **** with a silver crown and exposed. There is a scabbard with dark gold moire patterns on the back, and one arm is holding a transparent glass box. In the box are the Dunhuang murals that were just auctioned off.

"That's... a Chinese swordsman!"

The sharp-eyed guests dressed up as they recognized, and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Isn't this also invited to act?"

"A master who can block bullets with'Sword Yu', I'm really curious how to get there."

"It's a lot from China again, and it's a mixed race from China. Sotheby is probably out of luck this time."

"Be more rigorous, it should be bad luck again."

The whispers in the guest seat were heard in the ears of the middle-aged Taoist, making his face more ugly.

In fact, he is also playing drums in his heart. He has never seen any mixed race that can offset his thunder with strong winds solely relying on physical fitness. Even if the offset is only the thunder that has exceeded the maximum power range, it is incredible enough. ——What a strong physical quality this must be!

If the opponent does not show the sword, he can guess that it is using the immortal or bronze throne to strengthen the body, but now...

To be honest, his heart is quite swollen and his scalp is a little numb, but as one of the current backbones of the family, he has to withstand his face. Now the iron rose family has leaked, and he has to hold his face. , If you can't help but lose face, then the consequences may be difficult to recover.

"Your Excellency suddenly broke into the industrial territory of the Iron Rose family, can I regard this as a provocation to the Iron Rose family?"

Decades of life experience made the middle-aged Taoist's tone sound majestic, without showing the slightest tremor.

"I didn't intend to provoke..."

The swordsman shook his head slightly, and the middle-aged Taoist sighed with relief. It seemed to his heart that things were still going to turn around, and some people in the audience who were willing to see the iron rose family crumbled showed disappointment.

The swordsman pointed and pointed, and the long sword quietly suspended in front of the girl curled up the sword light and turned into a bright silver storm. The bright red curtain and the golden rose that symbolized the glory of the iron rose family were rolled into the sky. The fragments shattered the ease that had just risen in the heart of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The sword light shattered the curtain and broke open the glass box on the stage. The tip of the sword picked up the Shuan Sun stone and flew it to the swordsman. The Shuan Sun stone fell down, and the swordsman caught the Shuan Sun stone. It was narrow and sharp. His eyes cast a glance at the livid Taoist priest, and slowly uttered the second half of the sentence.

"I am going to humiliate you."

"you!"

The middle-aged Taoist shouted angrily and pointed his finger at the swordsman. The guards behind him all adjusted their muzzles, pressing the press with their fingertips, and would shoot at the swordsman at any time.

Then the middle-aged Taoist priest flickered with silver light in front of his eyes, his neck felt cold, and tearing pain followed.

He retracted in a panic with the outstretched hand trying to cover his neck. When he moved his arm, the hand broke at his wrist and fell to the ground.

The severe pain hit the cerebral cortex, he subconsciously ignored the relatively less painful throat wound, and his other hand squeezed the broken wrist.

Blood.

But after all, he was a person who had experienced a life and death crisis. The middle-aged Taoist soon felt that although his throat was cut open, but fortunately, his carotid artery and trachea were not cut...

The rejoicing thought just came up, and a series of "uh" sounds suddenly sounded behind him, and the warm liquid was sprayed on his back.

The Taoist turned his head stiffly, and all the guards behind him were covering their necks, their eyes protruding from their sockets, a large amount of blood gushing from the wound, and then one by one fell down.

The long sword that killed all the guards behind the middle-aged Taoist in a moment was suspended in front of the swordsman, and the cold light reflected in everyone's eyes.

"You put our stuff here for auction, I'll retrieve it, and ask for some interest by the way, but you are pointing at me with your hand and muzzle." The middle-aged Taoist priest with a frightened face said in a cold tone, "The mouse has skin, but people have no rituals, and people do not have rituals. What is it for not to die?"

"Are his four sentences a poem? What's the meaning?"

Someone in the audience asked in a low voice.

"I know, it's a passage from the Chinese Book of Songs thousands of years ago. It probably means... as if to say that people who are rude should die?"

Some people replied in an unsure tone.

"No? It's so terrible?! Would it be considered impolite if we look at him this way?"

As soon as he said this, most of the eyes in the hall moved away from the swordsman in a panic, and most of the rest were also anxious. Only the girl sitting on the stage stared at the swordsman chanting the Book of Songs softly.

"Can you still go?"

The swordsman looked at the girl and asked.

"can."

The girl nodded, and after a while, her physical condition was not so bad, and she swayed slightly to support her body.

"Come with me."

The swordsman turned his head and walked outside the hall, the girl staggered to follow his footsteps, and the middle-aged Taoist priest stood there not daring to stop.

When he walked to the main entrance of the hall, the swordsman turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest. The long sword beside him once again turned into silver light and swept through him, shattering his robe, leaving only his rags.

"The people of the fly camp and the dog gou don't deserve to wear this clothes," the swordsman half turned his head and looked at him, "and leave you for your life, go back and tell your family that if this matter comes next time, you will become extinct."

The middle-aged Taoist thought that the reinforcements of the family were coming soon. With the horrific power displayed by the Chinese swordsman, the reinforcements of the family might only come as a gift. When the sword light goes down, the family will probably not have much fighting power left.

Let's send this plague **** away as soon as possible!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Taoist clenched his teeth and nodded honestly, and then he saw the white swordsman took out the Sunstone from his sleeve.

What is he doing? Is it to return it to us?

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist thought of it, the orange light in the center of the Shuanri Stone in the swordsman's hand suddenly lit up, and the light passed through the transparent crystal shell, as if a layer of orange flame appeared on the surface of the Shuanri Stone...No! That really is the orange flame!

The thin orange-red flame burned on the Sunstone, and then gathered upwards. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a basketball-sized fireball, and then it turned into a dazzling golden red. The extremely strong light seemed to be a small sun. It is difficult for people to look straight.

The golden-red fireball floating above the Shuan Sun stone held by the swordsman was still expanding, but the heat was tightly bound. The girl standing next to him could not feel the slightest heat wave, but her eyes were full of shock when she looked at him.

Why can he use my holy artifacts? Why did the fire he summoned with holy objects turn golden red? !

The swordsman stood on the spot and shook out the fireball released by Shuanrishi. The fireball turned into a fire snake in the air, passed through the gate, and flew to the end along the left passage, followed by violent explosions and heat waves.

And the screams mixed in with the explosion and the smell of burnt meat in the heat wave-that is the iron rose family reinforcements that have been wiped out without even showing their faces.

The middle-aged Taoist's legs softened and he knelt on the ground as if his spine had been removed, and the wound on his neck was still leaking blood.

The swordsman put the Shuanri Stone away again, turned his head and walked out of the gate, and left along the passage on the right. His steps were not fast, but every step was so far away that the girl behind him could only catch up with him by running.

As the swordsman left, there was a gradual uproar in the audience, and Lu Mingfei leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

With the rune on the small map given by Lu Mingze before, the location of the reinforcements can be seen in his eyes. It happened that after the sun-fixed stone fell into the hands of the swordsman projection, he felt the deep and strong fire and water in it. Xingzhiqi simply took advantage of its cover, mixed with bright flames in the flames it drew, and sent away all the reinforcements in one fell swoop.

As for whether there will be psychological barriers to killing...

Although he seems to be a bit perverted and cold-blooded to say that, it is really difficult to kill someone who has been tortured and killed thousands or tens of thousands of times, and at the same time he has killed his opponent at least hundreds of times. What is he

What a drastic psychological fluctuation-I've got used to it a long time ago.

...

Controlling the swordsman projection to leave the underground auction room, the swordsman projection and the girl walked out of the elevator of the villa on the ground, Lu Mingfei moved his faith, and the two mixed-race security owls at the door of Feijianjiang—their clothes had the family crest of the Iron Rose family.

With just a spinning monk, even if there is one of the seventy-two magical powers of the sword, it is still very difficult to display such powerful swordsmanship at this stage-but now the swordsman projection is actually a disguise. The shape of the life sword.

As a weapon with alchemy spirits, even in that world, Siming is a proper magic weapon, with solid and extremely solid training bases, plus one of the swordsmanship of the evil spirits, and the magic weapon of Siming. This step is not difficult.

The only problem is that even if Lu Mingfei has saved time as much as possible, the mana left in him is still not much, at least not enough for him to take the slate to a safe place. After all, this is a piece of 30 or 40 cm long. The slate, although the physical quality of the mixed race is not heavy to hold, but the volume is solid, and it is easy to find by Sothby and Iron Rose.

What's more precious is the knowledge recorded above, and the material itself is so ordinary that it cannot be taken into the heavenly book as a spiritual thing...

Fortunately, he has already figured out a compromise.

In the gaze of the girl beside him, Lu Mingfei controlled the swordsman clone to lead her out of the villa, and then turned to look at her: "Are you here to grab something~www.readwn.com~ Is anyone answering you?"

"some!"

The girl nodded.

"Leave your contact information, phone number or sn."

The Swordsman Projection said with a cold face.

"what?"

The girl froze for a moment, and then read a series of numbers quickly.

"Are you here for this?"

The swordsman projection took out the tie sun stone from the sleeves, and the girl's eyes lit up.

"Will you sell it to us? As long as the price is affordable, we will pay it immediately!"

The girl didn't expect that the other party would give her the Shuanri Stone for free, as long as it could be exchanged with money, gold or other things, it was enough.

"Leave the thing with me first. You will keep it for me." The swordsman threw the glass box on the Dunhuang stone wall in his hand to the girl. "I will contact you later. Its storage fee is the price of this stone."

The stone slabs of Mogao Grottoes cannot be stored in the heavenly book due to material problems, but the Shuanri Stone is indeed a real spiritual object. When the swordsman projection is recovered, it can be included in the heavenly book together with Si Ming. Simply ask the girl to help him keep the stone slabs in the future. He comes to get it again.

He didn't worry that the slate would be lost, because the tied sun stone was obviously more precious, and it was far more important to the girl than the slate.

Secondly... He had already secretly left a mark on the girl, if she dared to roll things around, Lu Mingfei would let her know what cruelty is.

Amidst the girl’s bewilderment, he made an agreement with her, and after asking her name again, Lu Mingfei manipulated the swordsman projection into an afterimage, away from the girl’s sight, and brought the swordsman projection together with Si Ming and Shuan Rishiichi. And withdraw the heavenly book.