Haoyuan Hotel, a population of nearly one million, knows less than half of the people, but most people only think that it is a century-old hotel, but few people know that there is an underground auction house with the widest record within 490,000 square kilometers of land in Sichuan Province.

The auction hall uses a ring as the foundation of the building and wraps thousands of seats in a semicircular manner. The crystal glass auction table is lifelike and shines with brilliance.

At this moment, almost all of them have sat down for thousands of seats. Most of them are famous sects in the Chinese martial arts world, the heads or successors of the martial arts family. The weakest one is the level of the martial arts master, and many extraordinary realms are listed.

But in the auction hall, there is a very strange scene. Whether it is the extraordinary realm or the martial master, they all sit behind the third row, and the second row and the third row are empty, while there are only four people in the first row.

The distance between the four people and the two rows of seats was not only because of fear, but also a kind of respect for power.

There is no other reason. All of this row are the best in the world and the century-old king.

These four people are none other than the four king-level masters who sat with Ye Chen and Lu Zhengyu in the octagonal pavilion before! Once they enter the king-level, their aura, pressure, and the impact on heaven and earth will be beyond ordinary people. Ordinary warriors cannot withstand the oppression within three meters of their surroundings at all. They are the most powerful masters of the extraordinary realm who are closest to the king-level, and they are also far away from three meters away and dare not cross them a little.

The old man in Gujiang is old, but his eyes are bright and restrained, and his cultivation is hidden. He shrinks his hands in his sleeves, his eyes open and close, and his expression is calm, as if he doesn't care about everything you are around him.

Bibo Yanke Lian Daocheng's eyes were majestic and stared at the auction table. Wherever his eyes passed, it was like a sharp blade cutting, which was breathtaking.

Pang Meng's hands overlapped and placed them on his legs, showing a typical ancient Mongolian etiquette gesture, overlooking the four directions.

Li Xie has a handsome face, a unique temperament, and is wearing a gorgeous costume with a rough pattern. He looks like a royal nobleman, with inviolability in his majesty.

The four kings, overwhelming the entire audience, became the focus of the whole audience. Many eyes were cast in obscurity, and then quickly moved away, for fear that they would find themselves spying on their own secretly.

The fourth row of seats in the auction hall are mostly extraordinary realms, while in the fifth row of seats, Li Qingyu and Luo Ziyuan are sitting together, and the surroundings are the heads of major sects and martial arts families.

Logically speaking, Li Qingyu and Luo Ziyuan are both juniors in the martial arts world, and their qualifications are not enough to be compared with these people, but no one has any objection to them when they sit here.

Li Qingyu is a peerless swordsman who was born in Yuyue Lake in a hundred years. Her cultivation has reached the peak of Martial Master half a month ago and has entered the extraordinary realm. Although few people present know her identity, the ancient sword "Yi Tian" in her hand indicates her identity as the descendant of Emei. Who dares to disrespect?

"Qingyu, why didn't you see Ye Lingtian?"

Luo Ziyuan's beautiful eyes flashed and looked around, but Ye Chen was not seen, and he couldn't help but say strangely.

Li Qingyu shook his head gently: "He just went into the auction house first, and it should be better than us!"

While the two women were wondering, two figures suddenly appeared beside the two women. One of them was wearing a blue hairband, with a gentle face, holding a long sword in his hand, and smiling slightly at Li Qingyu.

"Fairy Qingyu, we met again after we parted from Nanhai Beach!"

Li Qingyu turned around calmly and smiled politely when he saw the visitor.

"So it's Brother Qi, please sit down!"

Huashan Sect, Qi Jianying, one of the nine top geniuses in the Chinese martial arts world.

Hearing Li Qingyu's words, a hint of joy flashed deep in Qi Jianying's eyes and sat beside Li Qingyu, while the boy in white next to him was stunning and sat down next to him.

The moment Qi Jianying sat down, he also noticed Luo Ziyuan beside Li Qingyu. Li Qingyu is definitely one of the top beauties in the Chinese martial arts world today, while Luo Ziyuan is not inferior to Li Qingyu's beauty. Moreover, her temperament is elegant and ancient, and she is obviously not an ordinary person.

His eyes slightly moved, and he suddenly saw the Sword of the Heavenly Sword in Luo Ziyuan's hand.

"Sword of the Heavenly Sword?"

His eyes shrank and hesitated without hesitation. He had already guessed Luo Ziyuan's identity.

At this moment, Li Qingyu also turned his head to Luo Ziyuan.

"Zi Yuan, let me introduce you to you. This person is Qi Jianying and Brother Qi. You should have heard of it!"

Luo Ziyuan's eyes were as bright as gems, and he finally turned his head.

"Sword dances and Qi Qi, and one sword storms the seven ghosts. I have heard of Brother Qi's deeds for a long time. I finally saw me today!"

After she said that, she bowed to Qi Jianying, very polite.

Qi Jianying knew that Luo Ziyuan was referring to the fact that he killed seven "corpse ghosts" in the Longxi area, so he hurriedly put his fists back and did not dare to give in at all.

"Fairy Luo has been awarded too much. How can Qi Jianying's cultivation be mentioned in the eyes of the descendants of ancient Emei?"

Luo Ziyuan smiled slightly, without answering or denying. At this moment, the young man beside Qi Jianying suddenly asked a question.

"Senior brother, why is there no one sitting in the second and third rows?

Why don't we sit in the second row?

There is closer to the auction table!"

The boy's tone was a bit immature and outspoken, obviously not very experienced.

When Qi Jianying heard this, he waved his hand immediately.

"Junior brother, don't mess around!"

"Did you see the four people in the first row?"

He signaled the boy to look at the first row and said in a deep voice: "The four are the most powerful people in the world and the legendary century-old king level. Even if the master comes in person, he may not dare to sit over!"

"Those who are qualified to sit in the same row with them must be figures of the century-old king level. If you want to get close to them and sit in the second and third rows, you must at least reach the king level or have extraordinary divine quality!"

"If you really have the courage, just go and sit there!"

The boy's expression suddenly changed, and his eyebrows were filled with fear.

"King level?"

He murmured, reacted quickly and closed his mouth.

He is a new core disciple of the Huashan Sect. He is still young and is not very clear about the many unspoken rules and iron laws of the martial arts world, but it does not mean that he is a fool.

He knew what these two words meant.

The same questions and the same conversations were also staged in other directions of the auction hall, but when the elders answered, the young disciples who did not understand the rules shrank their heads and dared not ask questions any more.

At this moment, the curtain at the entrance of the auction house was suddenly lifted up, and a slender and tall figure stepped in.

The boy next to Qi Jianying happened to see him walking in. At this moment, except for the second and third rows, the seats in the auction hall were full of seats. Out of curiosity, he wanted to see where this young man who had just arrived would choose to sit down.

Not only him, but many other young warriors, both men and women, also cast curious eyes.

The young man who had just entered the venue, put his pocket in one hand and grabbed a bottle of milk in his other hand, drinking while walking, which seemed extremely casual.

Row 16, row 15, row 14... Under countless gazes, the young man walked more than ten meters in a row and walked straight towards the auction table. In a blink of an eye, he had already walked through the fourth row.

"This guy is not a naughty guy who doesn't know anything, what is he going to do?"

The young man beside Qi Jianying did not notice the shocked expression of his senior brother, but just stared at the young man who was strideing forward in a daze, and was extremely surprised.

The young man walked to the fourth row and kept walking straight to the first row. Some young warriors held their breath at this moment.

Dare to walk to the first row and go to the inviolable "forbidden area" of the entire auction, which is equivalent to provoking the majesty of a century-old king! The young man not only did not notice it at all, but instead moved his footsteps in front of everyone and sat in the middle of the first row.

At this moment, the whole audience was even more silent, and the young man beside Qi Jianying almost couldn't help but swear.

“Damn it?

How dare he sit there?"
Chapter completed!