Sword King Reborn

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Feng looked at Situ Qingyang, who was suddenly sweating profusely, strangely, "Oh, it's nothing, it's a bit hot here, I'm going to get some ice water." Situ Qingyang hurriedly said

He stood up. The Sword of Wind auction reached the current price. Every time there was a long pause, it happened to be a pause. A tiger roared outside the door. Situ Qingyang said hello and hurriedly

He walked to the private room next to him and opened the door directly and went in.

Hu Xiao's expression changed slightly, and he said with joy in his heart that the future young mistress couldn't bear it anymore and went to negotiate with the other party in person. Not long after Situ Qingyang entered, the person in the arm room stopped bidding and gave up on continuing the auction.

There is no doubt that this Sword of Wind is already in Ling Feng's possession.

When Situ Qingyang came out of the private room, Hu Xiao had not yet entered. He quietly looked inside. Situ Qingyang lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell your young master about my going to the next door." Hu Xiao immediately showed his face.

With a random expression, he nodded very simply.

The two of them walked in one after another, Hu Xiao smiled and said: "Congratulations, young master, you have acquired the magic weapon." Ling Feng's calm expression changed, and he gritted his teeth: "Congratulations, you were killed for no reason.

The price was lowered, and I got at least ten million more." Hu Xiao chuckled, but he advised, "There are only so many artifacts, and they are the treasure of the wind system main palace, so it's okay to pay a little price.

It should be."

"Miss Situ, can you please reveal who is bidding with me? I want to know who is messing up the situation?" Ling Feng swept away the calm gambler's appearance before, with a look of pain on his face, "This is the rule of the auction, no big deal.

I'll give you a discount." Situ Qingyang laughed, he was really a mute eating Coptidis chinensis and couldn't tell the truth, "Yes, young master, the auction is like this, if we seek revenge, I'm afraid we will be laughed at." Hu.

Xiao followed and said.

Ling Feng was suffering from pain when several men wearing robes with golden cauldron words came in from the door. The leader was a middle-aged man with a purple face and hard eyebrows. The middle-aged man did not expect that Situ Qingyang was here, and his expression was slightly astonished.

, "Uncle Wu, this is my friend." Situ Qingyang responded with a smile. The middle-aged man smiled and waved to call the two big men behind him.

These are two strong men who are both two meters tall. At this time, they are carrying a pair of sword boxes in front and back. The sword boxes are made of pure iron, with beautiful patterns engraved on the outside, and the whole body exudes the unique beauty of metal.

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, this was probably the Wind Sword he had obtained at auction.

"You are the winner of the auction?" There were many people in the room, but the middle-aged man recognized Ling Feng as the person in charge at a glance, "That's right." Ling Feng smiled lightly, "Since the eldest lady is your friend, let me

Will the eldest lady inspect the goods on your behalf?" The middle-aged man was businesslike and signaled his subordinates to put down the sword box. With a "thump" sound, the sword box fell heavily to the ground, and a white mark was actually left on the ground.

The sword box is opened with a mechanism. As long as the switch on the top is pulled, the heavy box will automatically pop open. A green light is lingering, a slight breeze comes from the box, and the green dragon-patterned long sword "swish"

Several rays of cold light flashed out, which were extremely dazzling.

Situ Qingyang did not refuse. As the youngest master appraiser, she had a high prestige in her auction house. After careful inspection, Situ Qingyang confirmed that the sword was undoubtedly the Sword of Wind. Ling

Feng grinned, and before the middle-aged man could finish his words, he picked up the long sword.

"Wait a minute~!" The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and it was already too late when he shouted out. The Sword of Wind is a magical weapon. Before it recognizes its owner, it is extremely aggressive. A stranger who touches it will immediately inflict it.

Attack, sure enough, as soon as Ling Feng's hand touched the hilt of the sword, two green sword energy flew out from the green sword. With two "swish" sounds, the sword energy passed in front of Ling Feng, filling the room.

Everyone was shocked. They thought Ling Feng would let go, but they didn't expect him to lift it up directly.

The middle-aged man's expression changed. It was too late to scold him. He hurriedly pulled Situ Qingyang over and stuffed her behind him without saying a word. The sharp sword energy continued to fly out from the sword, as if

The bursts of light were like bursts. In fact, Ling Feng was aware of the danger when he first got the Sword of Wind. However, he wanted to regain the sword, so he raised the sword bravely.

"A sword comes from the west to cut off Huashan Mountain, and after the floating shadow is fleeting~!" Lingfeng chanted the sword formula in his mouth, and the wind sword in his hand quickly shuttled back and forth in the air. In just a few dozen seconds, everyone in the room unexpectedly

Seeing characters appearing in the air, "What a fast sword." The middle-aged man looked at the situation in front of him with dumbfounded eyes. The appearance of these characters was caused by the blade of the sword passing through the air at high speed, causing a gap in the air flow, and then the color appeared.

, to reach this point, you have to swing at least four or five swords per second. Is such a speed really possible for humans?

Moreover, the Sword of Wind is different from ordinary great swords. Although it is narrower than the great sword, due to the magical forging material, its weight reaches an astonishing 368 kilograms. Three hundred and sixty-eight kilograms, ordinary

It was impossible for anyone to pick it up. Even a fighter would need to be at the level of an Earth Fighter to be able to wield this sword. It was incredible that the young man in front of him could swing this sword at such a speed.

Ling Feng remembered that those two sword techniques were the first sword techniques he learned. The Hunyuan Tiangang Sword, second only to the Desert Divine Sword Technique, was also an extremely advanced sword technique, and this sword technique was better than the Desert Divine Sword Technique.

It is much more beautiful and has many tricks. The rapid vibration of the sword body and the beautiful sword flowers can fascinate everyone as soon as it is swung. As expected, after Ling Feng finished this set of sword skills, Situ Qingyang couldn't help but his eyes flashed, and he

Even the middle-aged man looked excited and wanted to rush up and hug Ling Feng.

"This sword is actually stable?" After Ling Feng stopped his hand, the green sword of wind remained motionless, and a faint green halo continued to circulate around the sword. The scene of brilliance flying around before seemed to have never happened.

, the middle-aged man said in surprise. He had never heard of anyone being able to stabilize the restless artifact by himself. Even if there were, such a person would be an extremely skilled person. And the young man in front of him looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Years old, to put it bluntly, he is not even hairy yet, yet he actually has such ability. The middle-aged man is sensitively aware that the young man in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Miss, this young man is really a god, shall we give him a 20% discount?" As soon as the middle-aged man said this, Situ Qingyang immediately beamed, "Uncle Wu, he is a good friend of mine, give him a 20% discount."

Are you afraid that it's not interesting enough?" The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, he looked at Ling Feng carefully, and immediately understood what Situ Qingyang meant, and immediately returned: "The discount is what the eldest lady said, and the rest is

I'm bothering you about the matter, so I'll leave first." After saying that, the middle-aged man didn't stay much and walked out, and a group of his subordinates followed him out inexplicably.

After walking a few steps outside, a young man who had been following the middle-aged man said in confusion: "Big shopkeeper, why did we give that guy a 20% discount? We never have any rules about discounts." The middle-aged man said

She glanced at him and said coldly: "Don't you see what the eldest lady means? Besides, if someone can soothe the artifact with his bare hands, this young man will achieve great things in the future. If we can give him a discount, that is our opportunity."

"Why don't I see anything extraordinary? I just can do one or two sets of swordsmanship." The young man looked dissatisfied and said a little sourly. The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and looked at the young man with a cold face, "

Although you have been with me for many years, I still want to remind you of some things. Some people are not born to be in the same world as you. Don't be wishful thinking and ask for trouble."

These words were very rude. The young man's face was embarrassed and ashamed, and he nodded blankly. The middle-aged man started to start. The young man looked back, but his eyes were filled with deep resentment and malice.

"Miss Situ's words of 20% off saved me a lot of money." Ling Feng said with a smile. Situ Qingyang smiled apologetically, but his heart was full of guilt. He originally wanted to express his kindness, but something went wrong.

Having gotten to this point, "I think it's a 50% discount. It's what I wanted to give to you." Situ Qingyang took advantage of Ling Feng's happiness and said with a smile.

"How can it happen? Although I don't understand the business of the auction house, 50% off is a loss-making business. Miss Situ, friendship is friendship, and I can't let you suffer." Ling Feng was actually very heartbroken, but he was not one to let his friends do it for him.

The painful person immediately rejected Situ Qingyang's kindness. Situ Qingyang knew Lingfeng's character very well. Even though he usually smiled and was easy to discuss, once he decided something, he couldn't change it. "Then Qi

For my face and Uncle Wu's, I can give you a 30% discount." Situ Qingyang looked at Ling Feng and pointed at him, meaning that he was not allowed to refuse anymore. Ling Feng did not show any pretense and agreed happily.

"I don't have that much cash, so I'll give you energy crystals directly." Lingfeng asked Hu Xiao to clear the table, and blocking Situ Qingyang's face, he released a lot of energy crystals from the space ring, the size of a thumb.

The crystals piled together were so dazzling that they looked like a small luminous pile. The brilliance was so attractive that Situ Qingyang's mouth opened into an O-shape. It's not that she had never seen energy crystals before, it was just that she had never seen them before.

So many energy crystals.

"We are all friends. Please give Miss Situ an estimate. If there is not enough, I will add more. If there is more, I will give it to you." Ling Feng waved his hand generously, not feeling the shock he brought to Situ Qingyang at all.

These energy crystals not only represent a huge amount of wealth, but in the eyes of some people, they also represent powerful strength.

"The price of energy crystals fluctuates. I will sell these on your behalf and convert them into gold tickets. I will give you back whatever is left." Situ Qingyang came back to his senses and returned seriously. "Don't bother me so much.

." Ling Feng waved his hand and signaled Hu Xiao to move the sword box over. Situ Qingyang didn't go much further, but he had already made up his mind.

"Master, the sword case is a bit heavy. I would like to make a scabbard for the sword?" Hu Xiao hummed as he moved it over and panted, "We'll talk about this later. Let's pack the sword first." Ling Feng

He nodded and put the wind sword in his hand.