Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1190 is rich
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and waved his hand lightly, dust splashed everywhere, but he couldn't get within two meters of him, Yue Nu and Leng Mei.

"Excellent, I didn't expect not to see you for a long time. Not only did the skill of the Death-Slaying Sword increase greatly, but it also became rich and powerful. Forget it, a gentleman has the beauty of an adult, and the Phantom Sword is useless if I want it, so I will give it to you."

Mang Xiao's hands were trembling slightly, although it wasn't serious, it was obvious that he had lost a bit in this duel.

Not because he wanted to give up, but because he had to.

If the juniors between Bibo Island and the Black Mang family fight, the higher-ups will generally not interfere, so if Mang Xiao insists on being an enemy of Mo Shaoyou, he will only suffer.

So he gave up.

Mo Shaoyou smiled slightly and said: "Young Master, you are being polite. If this is the case, I am ashamed to accept it!"

He didn't go to see Ling Xiao.

Because he had warned Ling Xiao not to bid again before, he believed that he still had some face, just like Ling Xiao didn't dare to make a move against him when he was in the dark street.

Many people would not dare to offend the words "Small Island Master of Bibo Island".

The people below also saw the three of Ling Xiao and knew that he was the one who competed with Mo Shaoyou before. They couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It is estimated that in a few days, there will be three more corpses in Sin City.

Even if Mo Shaoyou was snatched here, so what?Sooner or later, he would be killed by Mo Shaoyou.

This is Mo Shaoyou's style.

"Princess Yunya, I'm sorry to cause you trouble. I will pay for the damage to the museum."

Mo Shaoyou looked at the host Yun Ya below with a smile and said, "Please announce the result."

Without Mang Xiao's competition, who else would compete with him for the Shadow Sword?
Yun Ya didn't speak, but glanced at Ling Xiao.

He knew that Ling Xiao was interested in the Shadow Sword, and it was absolutely impossible for him to let it go.

Ling Xiao naturally did not disappoint him, and said casually: "Thirty million low-grade spirit stones, and the Shadow Sword is mine!"

Before he finished speaking, there were bursts of chills.

Many people in the auction house were looking at him like an idiot, thinking that this kid really has something wrong with his head.

Let alone whether you have 100 million low-grade spirit stones, even if you do have them, you shouldn't compete with Mo Shaoyou, the death-killing sword, for the Shadow Sword, that's simply courting death.

"How dare this silly boy not listen to the words of the life-destroying sword?"

"It looks like he's a newcomer. I guess he doesn't know how good Mo Shaoyou is. If you suffer a loss, you always want to save face."

"Face is important, but life is even more important. Young people nowadays really want to lose face."

"No matter what, this person is going to be unlucky. It's a pity that those two delicate beauties are probably going to be killed by Mo Shaoyou."

Yue Nu and Leng Mei are too dazzling, even if they want to restrain that light, they still become the focus of everyone's eyes.

Many people didn't think about Ling Xiao, but how these two women would be dealt with by Mo Shaoyou.

However, some people watched the situation quietly, not daring to laugh at Ling Xiao at all.

Ling Xiao fought against Mo Shaoyou in the black street, and later formed a relationship with Mang Xiao because of Gu Yu's affairs, and even killed Mang Xiao's men in front of Mang Xiao.

In the end, neither Mo Shaoyou nor Mang Xiao had any intention of moving Ling Xiao.

If such a person dared to look down upon him, he would be an idiot.

Obviously, Ling Xiao is definitely not a simple young warrior, and people in Sin City may not know how terrifying he is.

When Mo Shaoyou heard this voice, the expression on his face became extremely embarrassing, and then he became furious.

Everyone heard him threatening Ling Xiao.

But Ling Xiao didn't listen at all, and didn't care at all. How could this save his face?

"Boy, on the black street, I let you go, just because I don't want you to be too embarrassing in front of these two beauties, don't push your nose! Next, I will add another million, you just shut up and give up. It’s a step down.”

Mo Shaoyou sent a voice transmission to Ling Xiao, and then he said loudly: "Thirty-two million low-grade spirit stones!"

"Thirty-one million!"

Before Mo Shaoyou finished speaking, Ling Xiao's voice had already sounded, as if he was deliberately following Mo Shaoyou the most.

Even Mo Shaoyou could still see Ling Xiao's indifferent expression.

That expression was too indifferent, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

His life-threatening sword is worthless in the eyes of others!
"I just said, don't push your nose on your face. Now that you want to die, I will give you a happy one!"

Mo Shaoyou didn't intend to bear it any longer.

He was an unscrupulous person in the first place, he was used to being arrogant and domineering, so if he could not do anything on the black street, that would be considered a great concession.

But now, he couldn't help it no matter what.

A cavity of anger erupted like a volcanic eruption, and sprayed towards Ling Xiao.

At the same time, the furious sword intent pierced through the air, aiming at Ling Xiao, extremely domineering.

He wanted to teach Ling Xiao a real lesson, otherwise, this person would not be able to remember the lesson.

Ling Xiao didn't move, Leng Mei moved first.

Stepping out with ghostly steps under his feet, he was in front of Ling Xiao in an instant, and then the terrifying evil spirit like a ghost met Mo Shaoyou's sword intent.

In the air, there were terrifying sounds of howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Mo Shaoyou's sword intent actually started to tremble, which made him terrified, knowing that his guess was right, Leng Mei was definitely a terrifying woman.

"Mo Shaoyou, Slaying Sword? I think it would be more appropriate to call it Shameless Sword. If you can't afford it, why don't you let others bid? Is there such a reason in the world?"

Ling Xiao didn't even look at Mo Shaoyou, but just said something leisurely.

The strong sarcasm and disdain were spoken in front of thousands of people present.

Don't you, Mo Shaoyou, want to save face?

Then I will make you lose face!
"4000 low-grade spirit stones!"

Mo Shaoyou couldn't suppress Leng Mei, so he chose to suppress Ling Xiao with money.

4000 million low-grade spirit stones, this is definitely a sky-high price, if it weren't for Ling Xiao, he would never have paid such a price.

Today he is going all out.

"5000 million!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, he had plenty of low-grade spirit stones, and he was determined to get the Phantom Sword.

It may not be worth it in the eyes of others, but in his opinion, it is worth a lot.

Mo Shaoyou finally lost his temper.

Although he brought a lot of low-grade spirit stones this time, 5000 million is already the upper limit. It is impossible for Bibo Island to spend more than 5000 million low-grade spirit stones to buy a god-grade treasure for him alone.

"Senior Brother Mo, why bother to have the same knowledge as him, anyway, this thing will be yours sooner or later."

The girl from Bibo Island next to her also persuaded in a low voice.

"Okay! Very good, 5000 million low-grade spirit stones were actually released for the sake of a mere divine treasure. Sure enough, there are so many spirit stones that there is no place to spend them. How proud!"

Mo Shaoyou couldn't afford the money, so he could only use his tongue to take advantage of it.

(End of this chapter)