But in the end, they still fell at the stage of drawing the sword, and their minds were controlled by the divine sword.
And Ye Yun is just a warrior of the first level of true martial arts.
With his strength, if he touches this divine sword, won't he be turned into a fool in the end?
Ye Yun's hand got closer and closer to the divine sword.
Jiang Biyao's eyes became more and more proud.
She couldn't wait to see Ye Yun go crazy and lose his mind.
When Ye Yun's right hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the consciousness of the divine sword instantly awakened.
Instead of the usual terrifying mental shock towards others, there was only a strong feeling of closeness.
It's like a wanderer who has been away from home for many years returns to his hometown.
The moment Ye Yun grasped the hilt of the sword.
The entire scene could be heard.
Time seems to be frozen.
Everyone held their breath and focused their gazes on Ye Yun, fearing that they would miss the next moment in the blink of an eye.
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Yun stretched out his left hand and held up the scabbard.
He held the entire divine sword in his hand.
In the private room, Situ and his daughter could not help but be frightened.
Liu Tiancheng's face was full of expectations.
Jiang Biyao was the only one with a nervous expression, expecting Ye Yun to be struck by the divine sword and turn into a fool.
However, what happened next was beyond her imagination.
The moment Ye Yun held up the divine sword, not only did he not become a fool.
On the contrary, the aura on his body suddenly increased sharply.
The majestic ocean-like vitality surged violently from Ye Yun's body.
In an instant, the entire scene was roaring with strong winds.
Ye Yun's black hair was fluttering in the wind, and the white robe he was wearing rustled fiercely in the wind.
The vast aura, like substance, impacted everyone present.
All of them involuntarily raised their hands and blocked them in front of them.
"This... such a powerful momentum! It's so terrifying!"
"How is it possible? Such a powerful aura? Who is that young man?"
"It's Ye Yun! The talented young hero who saved Jizhou!!!"
In an instant, the whole scene was boiling.
As Ye Yun's identity was discovered, everyone continued to exclaim at this moment.
However, these people only saw the superficial appearance.
However, they did not know the relationship between Ye Yun and the divine sword.
In fact, this divine sword has gone beyond the category of a divine weapon!
This divine sword is actually the supreme artifact used by Ye Yun as the god of war in the heavenly world in his previous life - the Demon-Slaying Sword!
The Demon-Slaying Sword is one of the three supreme artifacts handed down from ancient times.
The other two are the God-Slaying Sword and the Shura Stick.
As a supreme artifact, even if it does not incubate an artifact spirit, its own spiritual intelligence is still at an extremely high level.
All three supreme artifacts have the ability to choose their own master.
The only owner of the choice of the Demon-Slaying Sword is Ye Yun.
It can be said that no one except Ye Yun can control it.
Not to mention these mortals from the lower world, even Emperor Ye Tian and his former brother in his previous life.
Neither can control this divine sword.
Foolish mortals, see the majesty of gods!
The corners of Ye Yun's mouth formed a cold arc, and he grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pulled it out suddenly.
Click!
The moment the sword blade was unsheathed, scarlet blood spread all over it.
The terrifying and mighty sword pressure instantly enveloped the entire auction venue.
thump!
Thump, thump...
In an instant, all the people present below the Zhenwu realm fell to their knees.
Even Jiang Biyao on the second floor was no exception, kneeling on the wooden board with a face full of humiliation.
Before this powerful sword pressure, everyone trembled and trembled, like a mouse after seeing a cat.
Those in the Body Refining Realm were even so suppressed that their whole bodies fell to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
But in reality, it’s not just the auction site.
The entire Jubao Chamber of Commerce with a radius of several thousand meters was also affected by this sword pressure.
Above the nine heavens, the wind was surging. Under the impact of the terrifying sword pressure, the clouds cleared and the sun appeared.
For nine days, a violent wind blew up. On the streets and alleys, livestock barked restlessly, and people were frightened.
All the people in Zhongzhou City raised their heads to look at the vision above their heads.
Some people even knelt down in the street to salute, thinking that this was a punishment from the gods.
But Ye Yun didn't know everything about the outside world.
At this moment, he frowned and stared at the divine sword in his hand with a gloomy expression.
Because at this time, the blade of the divine sword held in his right hand was less than half a foot long.
The rest of the sword blades were missing, and the only remaining blades were incomplete.
Obviously, after Ye Yun's death, Emperor Ye Tian and others also wanted to control the Demon-Slaying Sword.
And the final result is obvious.
They found that they could not control the Demon-Slaying Sword no matter what, and they became angry with shame.
He destroyed the Demon-Slaying Sword with brute force and finally threw it into the lower realm.
But even so, the Demon-Slaying Sword was in dilapidated condition.
It is still more powerful than any other divine weapon in the world!
Just the pressure that escapes can subdue all sentient beings in the lower world.
If the Demon-Slaying Sword is intact, it will have the power to split mountains apart and move mountains and seas with sticky hands.
It can even release the ultimate form of the Demon-Slaying Sword.
Once the ultimate form is released, the owner of the Demon-Slaying Sword will be able to dominate the three realms and be unrivaled.
"You...who are you?" Liu Tiancheng looked at Ye Yun blankly, his beautiful eyes shining with strange light.
Before Ye Yun could answer, he saw Situ Yu walking out of the private room, laughing loudly and introducing:
"This is Ye Yun, a core member of the Zhongzhou Spirit Hall and an unparalleled genius!"
Hearing this, Liu Tiancheng turned his head sharply, staring at Ye Yun with burning eyes.
But Ye Yun paid no attention to Liu Tiancheng. Instead, he turned around and looked up at Jiang Biyao on the second floor.
His eyes were full of disdain and disdain, as if he were a god from above, overlooking the ants in the lower world.
But Jiang Biyao was kneeling on the ground, but she didn't dare to raise her head at all, and didn't dare to look at Ye Yun at all.
This scene happened again.
Ye Yun had no words.
It was just a glance, but his actions told her.
Gods are not things that ordinary people can speculate on.
And everyone present was completely stunned.
The elder of Tianjian Sect obviously wanted to talk to Ye Yun.
But Ye Yun completely ignored him, which was like a kind of naked ignorance.
But even so, Liu Tiancheng still didn't care.
There was even a hint of admiration in Ye Yun's eyes.
Only then, after Ye Yun put the Demon-Slaying Sword back into its scabbard, did the terrifying and mighty sword pressure slowly dissipate.
Everyone quickly got up from the ground, breathing heavily in relief.
It was at this time that everyone was shocked to realize that their clothes had already been soaked with cold sweat.
Everyone looked at Ye Yun in shock, with shock on their faces.
