As soon as Xue Wuhen finished speaking, the huge auction house suddenly became excited. People exclaimed: "Wow, someone actually offered a thousand taels of gold to buy a knife?"
"Although this Qinglong Yanyue Sword is a precious sword, it is too bulky and inconvenient to carry when traveling around the world. It is not practical on the battlefield with thousands of troops and horses, isn't it?"
"That young master is really generous and has extraordinary abilities. He was silent all the time, but now he opens his mouth and gets one thousand taels of gold. What a master's work!"
"Look at him being so majestic, decisive, and extraordinary. I wonder who he is?"...
Different from the noise of the people, the tattooed man, like a defeated rooster, suddenly succumbed, drooped his head, and never said a word again.
Liu Yue's eyes were full of emotions, and she looked at Xue Wuhen with high spirits. She also knew that no one would offer a higher price, so she announced loudly: "I declare that the final transaction price of this Qinglong Yanyue Sword is one thousand taels." That young man bought the gold!"
Seeing this, Xue Wuhen hurriedly explained: "Miss Liu Yuexin, in fact, this Qinglong Yanyue Sword was mainly bid by Brother Zhang. I was just joining in the fun!"
Zhang Feide laughed and said: "Brother Wuhen is not entirely right. The four of us took this sword together. Haha, this is called brothers working together, and their sharpness can break gold!"
After the Qinglong Yanyue Knife was sold for a thousand taels of gold, the auction was still going on. The next auction item was cloisonné, which was also a work of art. Xue Wuhen and others were not interested in it, so they went to the backstage to hand over the auction money and collect the money. Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
A thousand taels of gold is nothing to those wealthy families and rich men, but to warriors like Xue Wuhen, it is an astronomical figure.
Among the four, Zhang Feide was the richest, but he only had more than 700 taels of gold.
Xue Wuhen Qin'er and Guan Wenchang worked together and spent everything they had, and finally collected a thousand taels of gold and took the Qinglong Yanyue Sword into their hands.
The sword was obtained, but the four of them were destitute and their pockets were tight.
However, Zhang Feide was still very happy. He picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in the background and started playing with it. The sword was shining brightly and its light was like snow. After playing for a while, he solemnly handed it to Guan Wenchang and said:
"Second brother, we have bought the Qinglong Yanyue Sword for you, and we are waiting for you to regain your glory, use this sword to make a career, and be as glorious as your ancestor Guan Yu!"
Seeing that they spent a thousand taels of gold to buy a knife for him, Guan Wenchang was moved and complained at the same time. He took it uneasily, only to feel that it was as heavy as an ox and fell down with a clang. Zhang Feide's face suddenly turned dark, and Qin'er and the girls in colorful clothes at the auction house couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, it's so embarrassing!"
Guan Wenchang was so ashamed that he felt ashamed. Fortunately, he was tall and strong. He held it with both hands and pulled it hard. With a cry, he finally managed to pick up the Qinglong Yanyue Dao, but it took a lot of effort. He couldn't help but cry and said to him. Zhang Feide said:
"Third brother, although this sword is a precious sword, it is too heavy. It is difficult for me to carry it. How can I use it? If I fight with others, carrying this sword will tire me to death. What else can I do? Fight with others?"
Seeing him like this, Xue Wuhen and Qin'er couldn't help but feel funny, and at the same time they sympathized with him. Alas, although Zhang Feide meant well, he was torturing Guan Wenchang!
Seeing this, Zhang Feide hurriedly comforted and comforted: "Second brother, it was a bit heavy at first, but once you get used to it, it won't feel heavy anymore.
Where there is a will, there is a way. Second brother, I believe in you. From now on, playing with the Qinglong Yanyue Knife will be as easy as using a kitchen knife, hehe! "
After Guan Wenchang heard this, he cursed in his heart: "Hey you idiot, you asked my second brother to be affectionate, but you came to torture me!"
While talking, Xue Wuhen and others left the Lingtian Pavilion auction house, led their horses to the streets of Tianlang Ancient City, and planned to have something to eat before leaving.
When people saw Guan Wenchang carrying a big knife, his waist was bent under the weight of the big knife, walking crookedly, panting, and they couldn't help laughing.
Someone said: "Ah, look at that tall, red-faced man. How could he be pressed like that by a knife? It seems like his waist is about to be broken. It's really terrible!"
"Well, looking at his majestic appearance, he looks like the reborn hero of the Three Kingdoms, Guan Yu. Why is he so unlucky? He can't even lift a knife and is in such a mess? If two armies are in front of each other, how can he go into battle to kill the enemy? It's almost like dying!"
"Yes, I think back then Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang were such heroes, so powerful that they dominated the world. In their palms was the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which was invincible. How could this red-faced man be so powerful yet so useless? Oh, I really can't bear to look at him!"...
After hearing the comments and taunts of those people, Guan Wenchang blushed as red as a rooster and was so ashamed that he vented his grievances on Zhang Feide's head and said angrily: "Zhang Feide, it's all your damn fault. It hurt me...it made me miserable!"
"Ah ha?"
Zhang Feide jumped up. He didn't expect that Guan Wenchang would say this to him. Wasn't he treating him like a donkey out of kindness?
So he said with an aggrieved look: "Second brother, am I... not doing this all for you? Why do you say that to me? It hurts your self-esteem!"
"Hurt your self-esteem?" Qin'er chuckled and said, "After torturing your second brother like this, you still have the nerve to say that you hurt your self-esteem? Haha."
Seeing Guan Wenchang's pitiful appearance, Xue Wuhen couldn't bear it. She gently took the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, used her spiritual power, and stored it in Guan Wenchang's Qiankun Ring. With a flash of rainbow light, it disappeared.
When Guan and Zhang met, they woke up as if from a dream, and shouted in unison: "Oh, why did you forget the Qiankun Ring? You can store a lot of things in it. It's such a waste of effort and embarrassing, alas!"
After depositing the bulky Qinglong Yanyue Sword into the Qiankun Ring, Guan Wenchang breathed a sigh of relief, and his original panic gradually disappeared. He said in his heart that it was lucky to have such a magical thing as the Qiankun Ring, otherwise he would have to carry hundreds of kilograms of weight all day long. The sword was like carrying a mountain on its back, and it was necessary to exhaust oneself to death.
After feeling comfortable, the few of them chatted and laughed, found a restaurant to have a meal, and then left Tianlang Ancient City, riding their horses and whipping away.
Ever since they came out of Lingtian Pavilion, Xue Wuhen always felt that someone was following them, and that person's aura was quite powerful. But he was an expert and brave man, so he didn't care, so he pretended that he hadn't discovered anything.
Sure enough, just after leaving Tianlang Ancient City and not walking very far, there was a whistling sound and a shadow passed by. A person stood in the middle of the road holding a ghost-headed sword.
Xue Wuhen looked forward and saw the man with his bare chest and abdomen, and a black wolf with teeth and claws embroidered on his chest. It was ferocious and terrifying. It was the tattooed man who competed with Zhang Feide for the Qinglong Yanyue Sword at the auction.
Suddenly seeing the ferocious-looking tattooed man, Guan Wenchang made Lingling tremble, stuck out his tongue in fear, and hurriedly hid behind Xue Wuhen.
But Zhang Feide seemed extremely excited. He picked up the eight-foot-long snake spear and rushed forward, shouting: "Hey, you life-destroying ghost, what are you doing here? Do you want to kill people and seize the sword?"
In fact, when they saw the tattooed man blocking the road in the middle of the road, Xue Wuhen and Qin'er both guessed the purpose of his visit, which was for the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Feide finished speaking, the tattooed man Jie Jie laughed and said: "That's right, I'm here to kill you and seize the Qinglong Yanyue Sword!
Huh, when I was at the Lingtian Pavilion auction house, I wanted to spend money to take a photo of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, but you guy fought with me!
However, this is okay, I will kill you and get the sword without spending a penny, which is even more cost-effective, hahaha! "
"Ha your sister!"
Without any explanation, Zhang Feide raised his eight-foot-long snake spear and stabbed it, shouting: "Cui, fight me for eight hundred rounds. If you have the ability, take away the Qinglong Yanyue Sword!"
The tattooed man raised the ghost-headed sword to block it, and with a bang, a cloud of sparks exploded. Although the Zhangba snake spear was swung away, he felt a huge force coming from him, and the ghost-headed sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand. , unconsciously exclaimed: "Ah ha, you, a guy with a leopard head and ringed eyes, still have some strength. It seems that you are really my opponent, Cui Huai!"
"Not only am I your opponent, I, Zhang Feide, am also your nemesis!"
Zhang Feide jumped from his horse, swung his eight-foot-long snake spear and smashed it down with a roar. His strength could break up mountains. He thought he could smash Cui Huai into the ground with one shot.
Unexpectedly, Cui Huai raised the ghost-headed sword with both hands and swung it violently, shouting: "Open!"
With a bang, a strange light flashed on the ghost-headed sword. Zhang Feide felt a huge force rising into the sky. The spear in his hand almost flew out of his hand, and he flew two or three feet away before falling to the ground. , stumbled, almost fell, and exclaimed in surprise: "Ah ha, you, a life-destroying ghost, actually have so much power?"
Cui Huai sneered and said, "I only used 30% of my strength just now. Are you trying to trick me into not having enough strength?"
Xue Wuhen saw something fishy and reminded: "Brother Zhang, this Cui Huai is not only a strong martial artist, but the wolf head pattern engraved on the ghost-headed sword is also weird. You have to be careful!"
Zhang Feide took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw Cui Huai's ghost-headed sword engraved with a ferocious wolf head image, vaguely revealing a strange light, and he suddenly realized: "Ah, Cui Huai, you This knife has a secret!"
Cui Huai narrowed his eyes with a fierce glare, stared at Xue Wuhen and said: "Oh, I didn't expect that this kid like you is so discerning, you actually saw the trick on my sword? It's amazing!
But so what? You all must die! "
As he said that, he waved the grown ghost-headed sword and went straight towards Xue Wuhen to kill him.
Xue Wuhen suddenly struck out with a divine palm of ice and snow. In an instant, snowflakes fluttered, and six layers of snow waves appeared, like a peacock spreading its tail, covering Cui Huai.
Cui Huai was shocked again when he saw this, and said: "Ah ha, I don't know that this kid like you has some skills!"
Before he could reach him, Zhang Feide had already raised his spear and killed him, shouting: "Cui Huai, you are mine, I will defeat you with my own hands!"
