Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and waved his hand gently. Dust flew everywhere, but he couldn't get within two meters of him, Yuenv and Leng Mei.

"Awesome, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so many days, the Death Sword not only greatly increased its skill, but also became rich and powerful. That's all. A gentleman has the beauty of a man. I don't have much use for the Shadow Sword, so I'll give it to you."

Mang Xiao's hands were trembling slightly. Although it was not 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 there was a fight between the juniors of Bibo Island and the Black Python family, generally the higher-ups would not interfere, so if Mang Xiao insisted on becoming an enemy of Mo Shaoyou, he would only suffer a loss.

So he gave up.

Mo Shaoyou smiled slightly and said: "The young master is too polite. In this case, I feel ashamed to accept it!"

He didn't go to see Ling Xiao.

Because he had warned Ling Xiao not to make any more bids before, he believed that he still had some face, just like Ling Xiao did not dare to take action against him when he was on the underworld.

Many people would not dare to offend these six words, Young Island Master of Bibo Island.

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

Even if Mo Shaoyou is overtaken here, so what? Sooner or later, he will be killed by Mo Shaoyou.

This is Mo Shaoyou's style.

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

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

Without the competition from Mang Xiao, 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 would never give up.

Ling Xiao naturally did not disappoint him and said casually: "Thirty-one million low-grade spiritual stones, the Shadow Sword belongs to me!"

Before he finished speaking, there were already bursts of cold air.

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

Let’s not talk about whether you have 31 million low-grade spiritual stones. Even if you do, you shouldn’t fight for the Shadow Sword with the life-threatening sword Mo Shaoyou. That is simply courting death.

"How dare this stupid boy disobey the command of the deadly sword?"

"Looks like he's new here. He probably doesn't know how good Mo Shaoyou is. He always has to look for some face after suffering a loss."

"Face is important, but life is more important. Today's young people really care about face rather than life."

"No matter what, this person is going to be in bad luck. It's a pity that those two pretty beauties will probably be kept in Mo Shaoyou's private collection."

Yue Nu and Leng Mei were so dazzling that even if they wanted to restrain their brilliance, they still became the focus of everyone's eyes.

Many people were not thinking about Ling Xiao, but how these two women would be dealt with by Mo Shaoyou.

However, some people were watching the situation quietly, not daring to laugh at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao confronts Mo Shaoyou in the dark street, and later becomes estranged from Mang Xiao over the matter of ancient jade, and even kills Mang Xiao's men in front of Mang Xiao.

As a result, neither Mo Shaoyou nor Mang Xiao had any intention of touching Ling Xiao.

If you dare to look down on such a person, you are simply an idiot.

Obviously, Ling Xiao is definitely not a simple young warrior. People in Sui City may not know how terrifying he is.

When Mo Shaoyou heard this voice, the expression on his face became extremely embarrassed, 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 he lose face?

"Boy, on the dark street, I'm letting you go. I just don't want you to be too embarrassed in front of these two beauties. Don't get in trouble! Next, I'll add another million. Just shut up and give up. , it can be regarded as a step down."

Mo Shaoyou sent a message to Ling Xiao, and then said loudly: "Thirty-two million low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Thirty-three million!"

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

Mo Shaoyou could even see the indifferent expression on Ling Xiao's face.

The 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 bite your nose and face. Now since you want to die, I will give you a happy one!"

Mo Shaoyou didn't want to endure it anymore.

He is an unscrupulous person and is used to being arrogant and domineering. Being able to stay on the dark streets without taking action is considered a huge concession.

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

A burst of anger erupted like a volcano, spraying into the sky.

At the same time, the furious sword intent shot through the air and was aimed at Ling Xiao, unparalleled in its dominance.

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, but Leng Mei moved first.

The ghostly steps under his feet were in front of Ling Xiao in an instant, and then the terrifying ghostly evil energy met Mo Shaoyou's sword intent.

There was a terrifying sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves in the air.

Mo Shaoyou's sword intention actually started to tremble, which frightened him. He knew that his guess was correct, Leng Mei was definitely a terrible woman.

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

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

He said it with deep sarcasm and disdain in front of thousands of people present.

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

Then I will make you lose face!

"Forty million low-grade spiritual stones!"

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

Forty million low-grade spiritual stones, this is definitely a sky-high price. If it weren't for Ling Xiao, he would never pay such a price.

Today he was brave enough.

"Fifty million!"

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

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

Mo Shaoyou finally lost his temper.

Although he brought many low-grade spiritual stones this time, 50 million was already the upper limit. It was impossible for Bibo Island to spend more than 50 million low-grade spiritual stones to buy a divine treasure just for him.

"Senior Brother Mo, why do you need to be familiar with him? This thing will be yours sooner or later anyway."

The girl from Bibo Island next to her also whispered advice.

"Okay! Very good. I actually paid 50 million low-grade spiritual stones for a mere divine treasure. As expected, there are so many spiritual stones that there is no place to spend them. How heroic!"

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

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