Ronin from Douluo

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Auction center.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to the girl in the iron cage on the ceremony stage. However, due to the sudden changes on the stage, their original excitement and desire were all dispersed, as if a basin of cold water was poured on their heads.

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Some people are angry, and some people have expressions on their faces as if they are watching a show.

Dare to cause trouble in the Tiandou auction house, it is indeed a bit stubborn.

The venue was filled with the sharp sword intent, and some people with low soul power felt great pressure, as if the sword was suspended above their heads and would fall down at any time.

Coupled with the sudden blowing wind, the temperature of the air was also a bit colder, making the atmosphere more solemn and a bit depressing.

The host on the podium looked even more pale. He felt reluctant to even stand. His hands and feet holding the loudspeaker could be clearly seen trembling slightly, and his pale cheeks

His face was already covered with cold sweat, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

As for why this is the case, of course it is because he is closest to Zeng Yi.

The red VIP seats where Zeng Yi and Xue Qinghe were sitting were only five meters away from the auction stage. As for the host, his own strength was not very high, only the strength of a soul master, and he was not a combat soul master. Facing

Zeng Yi could withstand the pressure of a soul sect like this.

In addition to the fact that he was still a bidder, Zeng Yi's anger and murderous intent were mostly focused on him. After all, he was a staff member of the auction house and was part of the auction house.

Facing the terrifying momentum coming towards him and the pressure like a mountain lying on his shoulders, the host felt that his body was about to collapse.

The terrifying look that looked directly at him was like a sharp sword, reaching to his heart. The host felt that his soul was about to be pierced, and his whole body was shaky, as if he might fall down at any time.

The host really wanted to cry. He never thought that things would turn out like this. It was not the first time for him to auction a female slave, but it was the first time that such a situation happened.

To be honest, given the background behind the auction house, few people dare to cause trouble here. But you must know that this sentence is not absolute. There are always some people behind the auction house who cannot afford to offend.

But this time, the troublemaker was the guest sitting in the red VIP area.

And for people who can sit in the red VIP area, can their status be ordinary?

Not to mention the man who was exuding a terrifying aura, the man sitting next to him was a giant Buddha.

The host knows that that person is the crown prince of their Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe! The host has seen Xue Qinghe come to the auction house several times. He naturally has to remember such an important person.

The imperial prince, the future emperor, even the power behind their auction house would not dare to provoke them easily.

And the person who can sit with him, how can his status be low?

Besides, I am just a part-time worker, and this kind of thing is beyond my control. If you are dissatisfied, go to our leader! Why are you angry at me?

Facing Zeng Yi's oppression, the host felt like crying. He was really afraid that this person would disagree with him, so he rushed to the podium and slapped him.

And judging by the look on his face, it's very likely that this will happen.

If this is really the case, who should I ask to reason with? The King of Hell?

The host did not dare to speak. He could only beg the distinguished guest in his heart not to be impulsive. He also begged the auction house security to protect him quickly and stop the distinguished guest who was about to go berserk.

Xue Qinghe, who was beside Zeng Yi, was frightened by his sudden reaction. Indeed, she had a purpose in bringing Zeng Yi to this place. One of them was to let Zeng Yi see the dark side of these aristocrats.

, causing him to grow dissatisfied with this social class and have a sense of resistance, so that he could innovate with her and establish a new political power.

But Zeng Yi's reaction seemed to be stronger than expected. However, she didn't hate it, and was even very satisfied. She liked Zeng Yi's upright and abhorrent temperament very much.

At least, this proved that she was right.

As for the auction house, even if Zeng Yi did something extreme, what could they do? In terms of strength, she, Xue Qinghe, did not take the background of this auction house into consideration.

What happened here, the auction house quickly took corresponding measures. Soon, more than a dozen security personnel rushed into the venue.

"Let's see who dares to make trouble here again!" A voice mixed with soul power sounded throughout the venue. A middle-aged man appeared on the auction stage. He put his hands behind his back and looked around the entire venue.

, with seven soul rings floating around his body, he was a powerful soul saint. He released terrifying soul power and the entire venue became solemn.

The soul saint of the auction house appeared, and the host on the stage also felt that the pressure on his body was much less, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

As a strong soul saint, the middle-aged man quickly noticed who was releasing this momentum to disrupt the auction atmosphere of the entire venue, and his sharp eyes tightened on Zeng Yi's figure in front of him.

The middle-aged Soul Sage smiled disdainfully and said sternly: "I thought it was someone who was causing trouble in the auction house, but it turns out it's you, the brat who wants to live and die."

After he finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, a dozen soul masters quickly surrounded Zeng Yi and Xue Qinghe's position.

In the auction venue, many people saw that the situation was not good and began to leave to avoid affecting themselves. But most of the people who left were people from the white area, yellow area and purple area. There were not many people in the black area and red area.

The individual immediately looked like he was watching a show and sat in his seat, waiting to enjoy the farce.

As VIPs, there will be someone at the auction house to protect their safety.

Of course, neither Tang San nor Xiao Wu left, because Zeng Yi was their friend, so they naturally wanted to stay to see if there was any chance of helping him.

As for Ning Fengzhi, it is even more impossible to leave. Now, Ning Fengzhi can be sure that this hateful young man should be Uncle Jian's disciple, Zeng Yi.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but stood up from his seat, and stared at the group of people surrounding him with a gloomy expression. Among them were the Soul Emperor, Soul King, and Soul Sect, plus a Soul Sage who was staring at him on the stage.

Even in the face of these lineup combinations, Zeng Yi was not afraid. Since he dared to do this, he was mentally prepared.

Moreover, that Soul Saint is still a junior Soul Saint, with only level 72 soul power. He is still an ordinary beast martial spirit. There is no way he can compare with a Soul Saint like Liu Erlong. Zeng Yi will naturally not underestimate him.

Even if he couldn't beat him, Zeng Yi wanted to run away, but they couldn't stop him.

What's more, the imperial prince and Xue Qinghe are by his side, and Zeng Yi doesn't believe that they dare to touch him.

"Get it for me!"

The middle-aged Soul Saint gave an order, and the others released their martial spirits and soul rings one after another. All kinds of soul powers danced in the space. Zeng Yi felt an immense sense of oppression coming over him.

court death!

Zeng Yi's eyes turned cold and his murderous intent was released. His current mood really needed a battle to calm down.

He couldn't help but want to kill these beasts.

His right hand quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist, but just as he started, Zeng Yi found that Xue Qinghe had tightly grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"Zeng Yi, calm down." Xue Qinghe held Zeng Yi's right wrist tightly and admonished her. However, her face also turned cold, and her eyes were filled with angry flames as she looked at these people.

He directly surrounded people in front of me and even took action. He simply didn't take me as the prince seriously!

"Stop it!"

Xue Qinghe stared coldly at the middle-aged soul saint on the stage and shouted

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