Chapter 435

Ming xingjianzun and others finally rushed to the town.

Catch a fairy and ask, then you know that the auction is over.

This also means that more than half of the trading conference has ended, but it hasn't been too long.

Just a few steps away, someone stopped him again.

"Hello, see a man with a Doraemon mask?"

Ming Xingjian frowned, and a cold light in his eyes: "get out."

"Eh! What's your attitude?"

"Presumptuous! Do you know who you're talking to?" A disciple under Ming Xingjian Zun immediately took a step forward and acted as a staunch dogleg around the rich childe in the ancient costume drama. He also spoke the symbolic lines. From the expression on his face and the tone of his voice, it can be said that it was just right and not biased.

"Oh? Then tell me, who is this?" A young man took a few steps forward and said.

"Hum, this is the Ming Xing sword respect of our Xiaoshan sword sect!" The disciple said triumphantly.

"Xiaoshan sword sect?"

Hearing these four words, many people around turned red.

The young man laughed wildly: "how can I be so arrogant? It's from Xiaoshan sword sect! Good, very good!"

A fool can see it. When this guy said it was good, his teeth were almost broken.

People who don't know still have to think that there is a deep hatred between Xiaoshan Jianzong and him. They have to kill their father at the beginning.

People around quickly surrounded.

More and more people gathered towards this position, and finally they even reached the point of airtightness.

The young man standing in front of Ming Xingjian Zun was the enemy who had surrounded, chased and stopped singing with a large group of people.

But unexpectedly, I didn't find a song, but I found mingxingjianzun and others.

In his opinion, the effect is the same.

The boy is gone now. These people of Xiaoshan sword sect must know.

And the other party also said that he was the eldest disciple of Ming Xingjian Zun.

ha-ha.

It's really hard to find a place with broken iron shoes. It takes no time to come!

Many people gathered around him.

These people all have the same purpose as him.

Although the eight articles are fat and oily, these people are still very forced to count. They know who can be provoked and who can't be provoked.

But they haven't realized the fact that Ming Xingjian Zun is also a master.

In other words, they have realized it, but it is due to the large number of people and their momentum.

Many people have courage.

These four words still make sense.

"Do we Xiaoshan sword sect have any deep hatred with you?" Mingxing jianzun took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"Hum, I'm too lazy to say so much." The young man snorted coldly and said, "first hand over the big disciple under your hand. That's it."

"My eldest disciple?" Ming Xingjian was stunned and asked, "what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? You pretended to be stupid about what happened at the auction before? If it weren't for you, your big disciple dared to be so bold and arrogant? Oh, Xiaoshan sword sect? A first-class sect in the cultivation world? Good Qi sect! So arrogant!" The young man sneered.

Both inside and outside the words are mockery of Xiaoshan sword sect.

Now, not to mention those ordinary disciples, even Ming Xingjian Zun is also angry.

Anyone can't keep calm at this time.

I didn't do anything. I was questioned when I came up.

If they all choose to endure the past, who will take Xiaoshan Jianzong seriously in the future?

"Presumptuous!" With a loud drink, Ming Xingjian Zun's momentum was not hidden.

The young man standing in front of Ming Xingjian Zun stepped back a few steps, and his face became very pale in an instant.

"Master!"

"This man is an expert in the master realm?"

"Nonsense, if you are not an immortal in the master's realm, how can you be a sword statue? Xiaoshan sword sect is like this. As long as you achieve the cultivation in the master's realm, you can get the title of sword statue. Don't you know?"

Some faces showed frightened expressions.

"First of all, my eldest disciple, who is still in Xiaoshan sword sect, has not come to the city, let alone participated in the black market auction."

"Secondly, even if my eldest disciple secretly ran out to provoke you, so what?"

Ming Xingjian Zun looked coldly at the people who surrounded their Xiaoshan sword sect. His voice was very penetrating: "if my Xiaoshan sword sect disciples really did anything wrong, you can tell me that I will punish them as appropriate, but it's not time for you to give directions in front of me!"

"Xiaoshan sword sect, are you really so arrogant?" The young man said, gritting his teeth.

"Why, do you have a problem?" Mingxing jianzun sneered.

The young man wants to say a few tough words.

But in this case, Ming Xingjian Zun stared at him, and those hard words came to his throat, but he couldn't say them.

"Go away, or I'll kill you now!" Ming xingjianzun shouted angrily, and his murderous spirit soared!

And this time.

Behind him, there was a sneer.

"Xiaoshan sword sect, what a big temper! It's just the master's realm. Is it great?"

Ming xingjianzun was furious and turned to look behind him.

Behind him stood a burly man with a square face and strange facial features.

Like eight in mahjong.

The eight men who appeared at the auction venue appeared again.

With a joking smile on his face, he looked at the murderous Ming Xingjian Zun.

Mingxing jianzun was a little stunned, frowned and asked, "this Taoist friend, who are you?"

The other party is also an immortal in the realm of a master.

This point can be found naturally in Mingxing sword respect.

He's just curious.

When did the fairy world become a master realm and go everywhere.

If you come to a black market auction, you can meet one. No one dares to believe it.

After all, in the immortal world, there are really few immortal practitioners in the master realm who will come to the black market auction in person.

"I don't care how many disciples you Xiaoshan sword sect have, or how many experts you have, hand over the big disciple under your hand and I'll take it away. It's over." Batiao walked slowly towards Mingxing jianzun. His voice was light, but there was a hidden killing opportunity.

Ming Xingjian Zun's eyes were slightly restrained and his heart became more and more confused.

What the hell is this?

When the young man saw that another master level immortal appeared, and still had the same purpose as them, he was very happy.

And the people watching the excitement around are much more relaxed.

Even if they know that even if they find a song, they have nothing to do with killing and seizing treasure. However, as long as the other party can rub the spirit of Xiaoshan sword sect, they are still very happy.