Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1737

The auction proceeded as scheduled. As soon as the sun rose, Han Yu walked out of the courtyard and walked slowly to the auction hall in the central area.

After not taking a few steps, people who met Kongtong Holy Land came out, an old man in front, Luo Kong and Ji Tong behind. The old man glanced at Han Yu and moved away without stopping too much. When Luo Kong saw Han Yu, he subconsciously wanted to avoid him, but quickly looked at Han Yu provocatively. He was no longer afraid of Han Yu with his own senior master present. Ji Tong smiled and nodded to Han Yu.

It seems that Luo Kong did not tell the people in Kongtong Holy Land what he had been taught by Han Yu. Think about it, too, as a Tianjiao of the Kongtong School, you can say it.

"The surname Han, I have written down the humiliation that day, Luo Kong." Suddenly, Luo Kong's voice sounded in Han Yu's ears.

Han Yu didn't even bother to look at Luo Kong, Luo Kong snorted heavily, turned his head and walked away with his family.

Han Yu walked slowly behind the Kongtong Holy Land, about two hundred meters away from the auction hall. Suddenly, a fierce murderous aura came from behind, which hit Han Yu's back like a big knife.

Han Yu stopped, and the people in the Kongtong Holy Land in front also sensed the murderous aura and stopped.

Han Yu turned around, and saw a tall man in black standing at the intersection not far away. His face was gloomy and water was about to drip, and his eyes filled with horror.

"Han Yu, I really can't find a place to break through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to come and die!" the man said in a low voice.

After speaking, he heard a bang, and the man slammed into Han Yu like a cannonball, and punched the void in front of Han Yu to pieces.

With such an aura, the old man in the Kongtong Holy Land behind, couldn't help but change his color slightly.

"Wu Sage Mid-term Hualian Second Layer?" Han Yu snorted slightly, took a half step forward with his left foot, shook his right hand into a fist, and shot out with one punch. The horrible vitality, like a big dragon pouring out from the dantian, rushed to the arm, and gathered on the fist.

"boom!"

The fists of the two banged against each other heavily, and the vitality collided and exploded, forming a terrible wave of air, which dispersed into the fourth quarter. The people who came out did not change their color, and hurriedly propped up the shield to limit the air wave to a very small range. Otherwise, this wave of air would be enough to razor the sword city to the ground.

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stomped backwards with a muffled snort, crushing the ground with every step.

Han Yu did not retreat, but with him as the center, all the ground within a radius of one hundred meters exploded. This is because he controlled the power, otherwise the auction hall would be shattered.

"What a strong power!" The old man in Kongtong Holy Land narrowed his eyes slightly, his face showed a look of surprise.

This encounter shocked the people of Wangu Pavilion and everyone who came to the auction.

"Who are you?" Han Yu asked calmly.

The man looked at Han Yu gloomily. Han Yu's calmness surprised him. This calmness was simply terrifying.

"Shutian eighteen rider boss Wu Potian!" The man said in a low voice, every word had to be attacked with terrifying sound waves, shaking the sky violently.

Han Yu looked at Wu Potian expressionlessly. He had long heard that Wu Potian was the most terrifying existence among the eighteen riders of Zhutian. He did not expect to be so strong. The rest of the eighteen riders of Zhutian and him In comparison, it is not an order of magnitude at all.

"The surname Han, I think you are still alive today!" Luo Kong sneered again and again, wishing Wu Potian would immediately slay Han Yu.

"Huh!" Suddenly, a figure appeared between the two of them.

"You two, fighting is forbidden here. Please give me a face. That's it for today!" Wu Gu arched his hands at the two, neither humble nor overbearing.

"I will kill you next time!" Wu Potian didn't talk nonsense, and walked to the auction hall after speaking, passing by Han Yu without even looking at Han Yu, very arrogant.

"It's a pity, I have to wait for a good show next time." Luo Kong thought, as he felt regretful, there were Ren Feichen and Cao Yangxu.

"Brother Han, are you okay?" Wugu walked over and asked.

"It's okay." Han Yu said lightly.

"Brother Han, you have to beware of this person, this person is said to have reached the peak of his cultivating Sword Breaker, and he is a tricky character." Wugu secretly conveyed to Han Yu.

Han Yu nodded, he will not underestimate Wu Potian.

This was just a small disturbance, and everyone walked into the auction hall one after another. As soon as he started, Han Yu felt the sword-like eyes shining on him, and an old man sat next to Wu Potian, looking at Han Yu murderously.

Han Yu is not afraid, and responds indifferently.

The old man snorted heavily and withdrew his gaze. Han Yu handed the invitation card to the people in Wangu Pavilion and took a seat. With Han Yu coming in, no one came in until the auction time came.

"Wangu Pavilion only invited three people from the martial arts in this auction." Han Yu was very surprised. In the hall, there were only four people from different forces, namely Fengyun Holy Land, Kongtong Holy Land, Yuxu Holy Palace and Han Yu. Han Yu was added later.

Not only Han Yu was surprised, but also the people of the sect.

The people in Wangu Pavilion had already begun to prepare for the auction. Suddenly Luo Kong turned his head to look at Xiang Han Yu, provocatively: "The surname is Han, I am here today, you don't want to photograph anything."

Han Yu quietly shot two cold lights in his eyes, and Luo Kong was so scared that he subconsciously shrank his neck.

"The young man shouldn't be too murderous!" The old man in Kongtong Holy Land turned his head and looked at Han Yu in warning.

"First take care of your own people!" Han Yu responded coldly.

"Huh!" The old man of Kongtong Holy Land snorted heavily and turned his head away.

Ren Feichen and Cao Yangxu looked at Han Yu with ill intentions. But Wu Potian didn't look at Han Yu again after coming in.

"Everyone, thank you for showing your face to participate in our auction. Zhang represents Wangu Pavilion here, thank you very much!" Zhang Lao arched his hands to everyone.

Except for Han Yu, all the people present were from big powers and backgrounds, but they were all politely holding their fists in return.

Mr. Zhang was polite and cut to the point, saying: "This time we only auction one thing..."

Before Zhang Lao finished speaking, there were several surprises. Han Yu looked at Zhang Lao in surprise. The auction will only auction one thing. Is this to make everyone play?

This thing doesn't matter to everyone, it's good to say, if everyone needs it, wouldn't it be a bloodshed?

Zhang Lao smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Don't worry, everyone, please listen to me. Although there is only one item in this auction, everyone present can be photographed."

Everyone was even more puzzled. How could everyone photograph one thing? Can it be shredded and divided?