In an instant, with a few clicks, the vitality penetrated into each of Xiao Nitian's acupuncture points.
In an instant, all the acupoints on Xiao Nitian's body were blocked, and he could no longer activate any vitality.
Liu Tiancheng waved his hand, and the divine sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
Then he took a few steps, walked slowly towards the auction table, and returned the divine sword to its original position.
As soon as the divine sword left his hand, Xiao Nitian's scarlet eyes returned to normal instantly, and the ferocious look of madness on his face slowly dissipated.
"I...what happened to me just now?" Xiao Nitian looked at the frightened people around him with a blank expression, somewhat confused.
Liu Tiancheng looked at him and said calmly: "You were affected by the spiritual power of the divine sword just now and lost yourself. With the divine sword, you almost killed them."
"Fortunately, it was me who finally stopped you by sealing your vitality with my frosty hand."
After hearing Liu Tiancheng's words, everyone was shocked.
They originally thought that Xiao Nitian, who had such high attainments in swordsmanship, might be able to control this divine sword.
But unexpectedly, Xiao Nitian was actually controlled by this divine sword, lost his mind, and almost killed them.
Xiao Nitian himself was a little hard to accept: "It's just a sword! How can it control my mind? How is this possible!"
When he reached the other half of his words, Liu Tiancheng interrupted him coldly: "I told you a long time ago that this is a legendary artifact."
"Only a genius with great luck can control it. How can a mere mortal dare to covet it?"
At the same time, the private room on the second floor.
Sima Yu raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Interesting, really interesting."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the private room.
Immediately afterwards, his joking voice reached everyone's ears.
"Elder Liu, is this divine sword really as powerful as you say?"
Everyone's hearts were suddenly shocked, and they quickly turned their heads to look behind.
On the stairs connecting the auction venue, Sima Yu, wearing a dark green robe, was slowly walking into the scene.
"City Lord Sima! Why is he here too? Didn't he say he was sick?"
"When did you get the news! City Lord Sima's injury has long been cured, and not only that, his cultivation has also improved!"
"It seems that City Lord Sima wants to try to control this divine sword?"
"I have met City Lord Sima!"
The moment Sima Yu appeared, the entire auction scene exploded.
Immediately afterwards, everyone stood up from their seats, clasped their hands and bowed respectfully to Sima Yu.
Sima Yu is indifferent by nature and doesn't care about these etiquette.
He waved his hands to everyone and turned his attention to the divine sword on the display stand.
Amid everyone's expectant gazes, Sima Yu slowly and step by step approached the divine sword on the display stand.
"City Lord Sima takes action. The owner of this divine sword is already determined!"
"Of course, don't even think about it, who is the Lord of Sima City! He is a master of swordsmanship who can kill tens of thousands of thieves with one man and one sword!"
"How can it be possible for a mere sword to defeat City Lord Sima?"
"That's right, even if it's a divine weapon, it won't be able to defeat City Lord Sima at all!"
Everyone looked expectantly at Sima Yu, who slowly approached the Divine Sword.
Words of praise and flattery poured out of his mouth.
In their eyes, if there is only one person in Zhongzhou who can control this divine sword, that person can only be Sima Yu.
Because Sima Yu is not only a master of the ninth level of Zhenwu like the master of Wuhun Hall, but he is also a master of swordsmanship!
In the entire Zhongzhou City, the one with the highest attainments in swordsmanship was none other than Sima Yu.
Sima Yu said that Zhongzhou was second, but no one dared to say that Zhongzhou was first.
Even Xiao Nitian, the head of the Xiao family, is slightly inferior to Sima Yu in terms of swordsmanship.
It is precisely for this reason that they are so optimistic about Sima Yu.
Not only everyone, but even Liu Tiancheng, who always had an indifferent face.
He also looked at Sima Yu with some expectation.
Before, whether it was Li Yifan, Yan Shuangying or Xiao Nitian, he had a cold look on his face and was not optimistic about them.
But now, he has a look of expectation, obviously seeing hope in Sima Yu.
Because he had long heard about the reputation of Sima Yu, the top master of swordsmanship in Zhongzhou, he came to Zhongzhou City specifically to auction the divine sword.
But after arriving in Xia Kingdom, he found out that Sima Yu was suffering from a strange disease and was bedridden.
Originally, he had no hope for this matter.
Sima Yu is seriously ill, and there is no one in Zhongzhou who can control this divine sword.
But unexpectedly, in a sudden turn of events, Sima Yu recovered from his strange illness. Not only that, his cultivation level also improved.
The temperament that only belongs to a master of swordsmanship has become stronger and stronger.
When he thought of this, Liu Tiancheng's eyes were suddenly filled with anticipation.
When he entered the range of ten meters away from the divine sword, Sima Yu's pace suddenly slowed down.
But the expression on his face was still calm.
As expected, without any accidents, Sima Yu arrived in front of the Divine Sword in only half a minute.
At this moment, everyone held their breath and looked at Sima Yu nervously.
It seemed that he was waiting for the moment when Sima Yu drew his sword.
The venue was completely silent, and even the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard clearly.
Sima Yu exhaled a breath, slowly stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the hilt of the divine sword.
After picking up the divine sword from the stand, he stretched out his left hand and held the scabbard of the divine sword.
An ancient wild atmosphere burst out instantly.
It was as if another ancient god had awakened.
Powerful spiritual energy impacted this Sima Yu's consciousness like a tide.
But Sima Yu did not fall into madness like Xiao Nitian, he still looked calm.
He kept the action of drawing the sword, gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and exerted force suddenly.
Endless vitality surged out violently from his body.
A storm instantly enveloped the entire venue.
In an instant, a storm suddenly broke out in the entire venue.
Sima Yu's black hair fluttered in the wind, and his dark blue robes fluttered and made a fierce sound.
His eyes were constantly switching between violent blood red and rational black.
"drink!"
Sima Yu shouted suddenly, and the bluestone on the auction table beneath his feet cracked like spider webs.
But even so, Sima Yu's right hand holding the hilt of the sword still failed to withdraw at all.
The divine sword has not even been unsheathed.
Everyone couldn't help but sweat for Sima Yu.
Obviously he didn't expect that Sima Yu would have such difficulty in drawing his sword.
Liu Tiancheng's beautiful eyes were also staring at Sima Yu, breathing carefully, not daring to take a breath.
"It is indeed a divine weapon, it is indeed extraordinary!" Sima Yu exclaimed.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly mobilized all his energy, violently poured it towards the divine sword, and tried to unsheath the sword again.
But the vitality that was instilled into the Divine Sword was resisted by an arrogant force.
The moment the divine sword was poured into it, it was instantly expelled from the outside world.
In this way, the two sides were in a stalemate and never stopped.
