[Chapter 1195 Black and White Sword Immortal]
When the others heard Song Yan’s words, they were secretly amused, and at the same time, they became more and more curious as to who the person in the ninth box was, who dared to blatantly insult the sixth prince as a fool.
In the first box, the woman called Senior Sister couldn’t help showing a faint smile when she heard Song Yan’s words, and whispered, “This guy is really…!”
On the other hand, in the ninth box, Li Xianger looked at Song Yan angrily, and secretly said, why did he oppose my sixth brother?
Although Li Sixuan was tricked, Song Yan still regretted not buying this seventh-grade spirit sword. He is a swordsman. higher.
Of course, if he has mastered the “Broken Heaven Sword Art”, even using an ordinary branch can show great power. Now he has only learned the first four moves, and he is still far from mastering it. Naturally, he has to rely on the sword. The power.
“Now, please enter the eighth lot!” Cheng Bufan’s voice sounded, and then, a beautiful woman came up with a sword case.
Cheng Bufan took the sword box with a solemn expression and placed it on the auction table.
Snapped!
The sword box was opened, and he held out a seemingly ordinary long sword.
Swords are divided into flying swords and long swords. In fact, flying swords are not called swords at all. At best, they are just sword-shaped magic weapons. Therefore, ordinary sword cultivators will not use flying swords. They are all long swords, and they will not be put into the body, but carried on their backs or held in their arms. Only by living with the sword in their hands day and night can they communicate with their own swords.
Seeing that the sword that Cheng Bufan took out so solemnly was actually an ordinary long sword, many people were disappointed.
But at this moment, in the Tiansan box, the woman who was holding a long sword and her eyes seemed to be closed suddenly opened her eyes and suddenly looked at the long sword in Cheng Bufan’s hand.
“Senior Qingying, did you like this sword?”
Li Sixuan asked curiously.
“This is the sword of a peerless swordsman!”
The woman in Tsing Yi said lightly, with a hint of regret in her tone. Jianxiu looked at his second life with his sword. There is a saying that the sword is there, and the sword forgets death, not to mention, a peerless swordsman. , how could it be possible to auction his saber, then, there is only one possibility, the other party has died, otherwise, his saber cannot appear in the auction.
At this moment, Cheng Bufan’s voice sounded again: “The master of this sword, all the fellow Daoists here should have heard it!”
Hearing this, everyone pricked up their ears and woke up at the same time, this sword seems ordinary, and it should have a lot of origin, otherwise, how could Zilan Pavilion invite it to the auction stage.
Cheng Bufan didn’t sell the trick, and continued: “This sword is an ink-black sword, and its owner is called the Black and White Sword Immortal!”
“What? It’s actually the sword of the Black and White Sword Immortal?”
Upon hearing the news, everyone present was blown up. Who is the Black and White Sword Immortal?
Black and White Sword Immortal is a legendary figure. He is a sword cultivator with unparalleled combat power. From the moment he grew up, no one of his peers has ever been his opponent.
From the Nascent Soul Stage to the Tribulation Stage, he didn’t know how many masters he had defeated, nor how many Heaven’s Chosen Sons had been defeated by him.
He’s a legend and a nightmare for his contemporaries because he can’t beat it.
Before entering the fit-in period, he was number one on the Xiandao rookie list.
After a hundred years of becoming a fit master, he reached the top ten of the male fairy list, and it took him another hundred years to cultivate to the late stage of the fit and directly challenge the first male fairy list.
That battle attracted the attention of countless people. The battle was earth-shattering, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the battle was fought for ten days and ten nights. In the end, the Black and White Sword Immortals defeated the original male immortals with one move. The cultivation base has reached the Eastern Heavenly Immortal in the early stage of transcending tribulation.
Since then, ten people have come to challenge him, wanting to compete for the first place in the male immortal list, but in the end, they are not the enemy of his ten moves.
Two hundred years later, the Black and White Sword Immortal successfully crossed the tribulation and entered the early stage of the tribulation.
After passing through the catastrophe, he did not recuperate and prepare for the next catastrophe, but held a black and white double sword, traveled the world, and challenged the masters of the catastrophe.
It is said that he once slaughtered a demon cultivator in the middle of the calamity in Xiaoyaohai.
In Fengchan Mountain, he also defeated Fengchanzi who had been in the late stage of the calamity for thousands of years.
Afterwards, he successively defeated more than 50 tribulation masters, and then one person and two swords stepped into the most dangerous forbidden place in Tiannan Continent, the Evil Dragon Abyss. So far, there has been no news of him for five hundred years.
Some people say that Black and White Sword Immortal died in Evil Dragon Abyss.
Some people say that he survived the catastrophe in Evil Dragon Abyss and ascended to immortality, because in those five hundred years, there were several thunderous roars in Evil Dragon Abyss.
But now, one of the swords of the Black and White Sword Immortal has appeared at the auction.
For a moment, everyone felt an inexplicable regret in their hearts. Could it be that this peerless sword cultivator died in Evil Dragon Abyss?
Cheng Bufan’s voice sounded again: “This black-black sword was brought out by my Zi family from Evil Dragon Abyss. It was originally a ninth-grade spirit tool, but unfortunately, the spirit of the tool is no longer there, and it fell to the eighth-grade spirit tool. Even so, This jet-black sword is also far superior to an ordinary eighth-grade spiritual weapon, and the auction will start now, with a starting price of 2,000 top-grade spirit crystals, and each increase shall not be less than one hundred top-grade spirit crystals!”
In the ninth box.
Song Yan stared at the Mohei sword with a burning gaze. He felt a powerful sword intent from this sword. If he held this sword with sword intent for a long time, it would also be a kind of training for his swordsmanship. , so, no matter how expensive it is, he will still get this black sword.
If this was just an eighth-grade spirit sword, perhaps the people present wouldn’t be so crazy, but it was the sword once used by the world’s number one master, Black and White Sword Immortal.
so……
“Two thousand five hundred dollars!”
Directly increase the price by 500 yuan, but it is not an exaggeration, because someone immediately shouted the price of 4,000 top-grade spirit crystals.
“Five thousand!”
“Six thousand yuan!”
“Ten thousand yuan!” Tiansan box shouted such a huge price.
The people who were competing fiercely gradually calmed down, and there were only two or three people who continued to participate in the bidding.
“twelve thousand!”
A voice came from the second box!
“What? Are there people in the Tianer box?”
The crowd was startled.
“Thirteen thousand yuan!”
Li Sixuan’s voice was firm.
“Five thousand!” The voice of Tianer’s box sounded again, sounding indifferent.
“Bastard, who is the box next door?” Li Sixuan asked with an ugly face.
Although he is the prince’s honor, his savings are only 30,000 top-grade spirit crystals. Song Yan just dropped 11,000, and now there is only 19,000 left. If the other party doesn’t let go, he will take 10,000. No less than this black sword.
Shen Xuanji shook his head. The people who can stay in the heaven-level box are extraordinary. If you don’t want people to know their identities, Zilan Pavilion will not reveal them at will.
“16,000 yuan!” Li Sixuan gritted his teeth and shouted out the price.
In the ninth box, Song Yan secretly said, it’s my turn to go out, so Li Sixuan shouted: “Twenty thousand yuan!”
“Bastard!”
Hearing Song Yan’s offer, Li Sixuan’s eyes suddenly turned red, and he had the urge to kill, because he was kicked out of the game.
