Demon Lord: Actually, I don’t know martial arts

The next day, early in the morning, Longshou Yu Xuanming, the old devil, walked out of the room with the phantom members who had completed the disguise, and bumped into Long Aotian and Zhao Xuan who came out refreshed.

"Congratulations to Brother Long, congratulations to my younger brother and sister for their successful breakthrough. Their cultivation is one step closer, and the road to the great road will be smoother in the future." Aotian.

"Haha, thank you Brother Ye, but why does Brother Ye look quite different today from yesterday, could it be that he has also made a breakthrough?" Long Aotian looked at "Qin Ye" in front of him curiously and suspiciously.

The pretender was slightly startled, but he quickly reacted and said with a smile, "A little gain, a little gain, compared with Brother Yu Long, it's still far behind."

"Brother Ye, don't underestimate yourself. I think Brother Ye will achieve extraordinary things in the future." Long Aotian said seriously.

"Thank you, brother Long, good words, well, if you continue to compliment each other like this, you will miss the auction time." The pretender imitated Qin Ye and said half jokingly and half jokingly.

Hearing this, Long Aotian laughed and said, "That's right, let's go." Saying that, Yu Zhaoxuan and Zhao Xuan led the way.

Only then did the pretender secretly heave a sigh of relief, and the dragon head and the old devil Xuanming also secretly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. At this time, Qin Ye himself had once again transformed into the peerless sword repairer Li Chungang, driving the flying sword all the way across At low altitude, it shot directly into the gate of the outer city of Ningwu City.

With the special effects of the Dao of Heaven turned on to the maximum, you can directly see the amazing vision of the Dao of Heaven in a radius of more than 30 miles, and you can feel the changes caused by the traction of the Dao of Heaven if you are farther away. In an instant, sitting cross-legged in Ningwu City, a person in a luxurious wing of the City Lord's Mansion opened his eyes and shot out golden light.

Once again, Qin Ye will be able to recognize this person as the old man who preached in the infield square, one of the Supreme Priests of Tiandaozong, Sanjie Sanxian, Wang Qiushui, who also practiced the way of swordsmanship, and an Qiushui sword He has left a great reputation in Kyushu, but he has not been able to find a suitable opponent to practice swords in these years, and the sharpening of his own cultivation and swordsmanship has also slowed down.

This is also the reason why he was so shocked when he heard that Li Chungang was not born that day, and that the way of swordsmanship is like a long night. He also believed that he was outstanding in sword cultivation all his life, but he had never been so curious, which made him feel uncomfortable. Live, walked out of the place of Qingxiu, just in time to transport some valuable supplies to the front line of Zhengmo battlefield, he took it, and rushed to Ningwu City in a few days, in order to stop Li Chungang, so as to sharpen One's own way of swordsmanship.

Now, the appearance of the person whom he has been looking forward to for a long time can not make him extremely excited. At this time, Qin Ye has already traversed the entire Ningwu Outer City. He didn't dare to look up to see the terrifying vision of the Dao and the demeanor of the peerless sword cultivator.

Only after Qin Ye left did he dare to raise his head slowly and let out the sullen breath in his chest. They walked back and forth on the line of life and death just now.

The guards at the gate of Zhongcheng felt the aura of approaching quickly, and their faces were dignified. The warning formation above the gate began to vibrate continuously. Just as the gate chief at the side wanted to make a move, he immediately felt the terrifying aura of the avenue. The whole body froze in place, Qin Ye flashed into the city like a meteor, but did not slow down at all.

At this time, the message from the outer city has been transmitted to the city lord's mansion in the inner city, but they don't need to pass it on. Everyone in the inner city has already felt Qin Ye's unscrupulous Dao breath, and the city lord of Ningwu City, Shangguan Qingyu's expression Solemn, at this time more than a dozen masters sitting in the hall also have deep expressions.

At this time, Wang Qiushui walked into the hall, and everyone in the hall relaxed for a moment. Wang Qiushui glanced at Shangguan Qingyu and said, "It's all right."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, and a few dodgers had already left the City Lord's Mansion.

Within the central city, Qin Ye had already stopped in front of the auction door, and the surrounding monks automatically retreated a long distance away. Only Qin Ye was standing in front of the door, with a broken sword on his back that disappeared. The sword, near the hilt, is engraved with the word Trojan Horse and Ox.

In the auction house, an old man with a kind face came to Qin Ye's luggage in three quick steps and two quick steps, and respectfully said, "Li Jianxian is here, the humble house is full of splendor, please come inside."

Qin Ye glanced slightly, did not respond, but walked into the auction house in the direction guided by the old man. Seeing Qin Ye entering, the old man heaved a sigh of relief, and then bowed in all directions and said, "Xuanyuan Hongjing, how neglectful you were just now?" I hope everyone will forgive me, and today the auction house will halve all handling fees as a sign of apology, and I hope you will forgive me."

"Senior Xuanyuan is polite, I'll thank you again." With the first sound of agreement, the crowd around hurriedly bowed their hands to express their gratitude. Seeing this, Xuanyuan Hongjing bowed his hands again and then quickly entered the auction house. At this time, Qin Ye was led by a maid The next one has already entered the most luxurious private room on the top floor of the auction house.

There are all kinds of furniture and furnishings in the room, and the direction facing the auction platform is to block the outside line of sight with a formation, but everyone inside can clearly see at a glance. At the same time, there are eight maids on call at any time, and the service is the best. Even as long as Qin Ye thought that he could sleep with the maid here in a big quilt at any time, but Qin Ye didn't have that idea at this time.

He glanced coldly and said "go out" coldly. After speaking, he walked to the central seat and sat down. He crossed his knees and began to close his eyes to rest his mind. His aura of the Great Dao began to slowly converge.

The eight maids look at me, I look at you, they didn't move for a while, and a powerful sword energy erupted from Qin Ye's body, and the eight maids were swept out, and the door was closed behind him .

The eight maids who were swept out looked in the direction of the door in horror. At this time, Gongsun Hongjing also walked up, and his face suddenly became ugly. However, he did not deal with those maids in a hurry, but walked humbly. In front of the door, he knocked on the door and said, "Senior Li, but why did we not entertain you well?"

"I like quiet." Qin Ye's words came out lightly, with an irresistible majesty.

"Then, I won't bother you later." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and left with the maid. After walking a few steps, he slowly let out a breath and said, "You guys go down and take care of your family." Then he turned around After leaving, only the eight maids stood there with terrified faces and trembling.

Xuanyuan Hongjing quickly came to the door of another box, knocked on the door and said, "Senior Li has arrived, I can't see his depth, but the aura of Dao around him will never be under the Three Tribulations Sanxian."

"Understood." The voice was light as if there was no smoke, and Xuanyuan Hongjing bowed and retreated without saying a word. In the room, Wang Qiushui sat cross-legged, his eyes were calm and unwavering, and a light blue handle in front of him was as thin as a leaf. The cicada-winged long sword floated in front of him and let out bursts of sword cries.