Before, Ye Chen reached into his pocket, and no one thought that Ye Chen would come up with some priceless treasures, but who would have thought that the result was very different.

Ye Chen's fingertips shone silver, and it was a one-yuan coin, which surprised everyone.

Ye Chen didn't care at all, and raised the coin high with a smile on his face.

"This sword is so broken, it has been so long. I should have enough of it, right?"

After he said that, he twisted his fingers, and the coin drew an arc, flew straight to the auction table, and was held in his hand by Lu Zhengyu.

"This guy..." Lu Zhengyu was stunned and speechless when he looked at the coin that was just plain and simple, and shook his head secretly in his heart.

He had told Ye Chen before that he would hand over the ownership of this sword to Ye Chen in the end, but he believed that Ye Chen would at least take out some valuable treasures, so that he would not be too biased when he finally handed over the remaining sword to Ye Chen.

But now Ye Chen just took out a one-yuan coin, which was a very different place than the priceless treasures offered by the other four kings, but in the end, he had to hand over the remaining sword to Ye Chen.

He was so amused and laughed at such a plot.

The rest of the people didn't know what Lu Zhengyu was thinking, and Bi Boyan snorted coldly.

"Ye Lingtian, are you kidding us?"

"Since you are unintentional to bid, don't come up and make trouble. Take out a dollar of coins and want to bid with us?"

Pang Meng smiled and shook her head gently: "Emperor Ye, your joke is really interesting!"

Gu Jiang Diao Suo didn't look at Ye Chen, but just sneered and sat down. Li Xie's eyes were burning, and he looked back and forth on Ye Chen and Lu Zhengyu, as if he had noticed something.

Faced with the questioning of the two centenary kings, Ye Chen turned his head to look at Bibo Yanke and shook his finger.

"You're wrong, I'm not going to bid for you!"

"I am determined to win this sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the four kings changed.

"What did you say?"

The old man fishing in the lonely river is old, but his eyes are filled with cold light.

"Ye Lingtian, you are a newly-resurgent king. You are indeed a little capable, but don't think you can look down on the enemy. You dare to speak out loudly, the four of us, the century-old kings, are there?"

"Who owns this broken sword? It depends on ability and strength. If you want to own it alone, why?"

Ye Chen put his hands in his pockets with one hand, not caring at all.

"This broken sword is now owned by the Lu family. Who can get him? The Lu family has the final say. Why don't we ask the master?"

He raised his hand and pointed at Lu Zhengyu, and had already communicated with Lu Zhengyu with eyes.

Lu Zhengyu frowned slightly. Ye Chen's behavior was equivalent to asking him to directly hand over the ownership of the broken sword to him, but in this way, Ye Chen would become the target of public criticism and be targeted by four hundred-year-old kings.

Obviously, Ye Chen was about to tear his face apart, but he didn't understand why Ye Chen suddenly changed his mind and took the sword in the most arrogant manner.

Following Ye Chen's fingers, Gu Jiang Diaosou and the others looked at Lu Zhengyu.

"Brother Lu, what does he mean?"

Among the four hundred-year-old kings, who are not old-age spirits? Ye Chen just said one sentence, and they had already noticed the trick.

Lu Zhengyu knew that the arrow was on the string now, so he had to fire it. He immediately grabbed the broken sword and sucked it into his hand.

"As Emperor Ye said, I will hand over this broken sword to Emperor Ye!"

He held a broken sword in his hand and faced Ye Chen, his voice spread throughout the auction hall.

The moment he finished speaking, four powerful pressures came directly to the whole audience. Each pressure formed a world and formed a whirlwind, pressing the auction house into it. The entire auction house was trembling and collapsed at any time.

The rest of the people present, whether they were the extraordinary realm, the Martial Master, or the peerless genius like Luo Ziyuan and Li Qingyu, felt that their whole body sank, and their feet almost stepped onto the ground, as if their gravity doubled in an instant.

"Lu Zhengyu!"

Bibo Yanke's eyes were cold and he shouted loudly.

"We have been in love for a hundred years, but you actually want to play with us behind the scenes?

We each came out of priceless ancient treasures. Ye Lingtian just took out a coin and you were going to give him the broken sword. Have you already reached an agreement in secret?

The fishing son of Gujiang was so murderous intent that he was already surging in his true energy.

"Lu Zhengyu, you and I have a good relationship, but today, whoever stops me from taking the broken sword will be my enemy. Don't blame me for being merciless!"

Pang Meng's palm was shining with blood, his five fingers were slender, and his eyes were narrowed.

"Old Lu, the Lu family auction has been passed down for a hundred years. This is the tenth session and has always been known for its fairness and justice, but today, you have disappointed me so much!"

Li Xie carried his hands behind his back, smiling but not smiling, but his aura was as imposing as abyss, which had already expressed his attitude.

Each of the four hundred-year-old kings is determined to win this broken sword containing the secret of immortality. Each of them is determined to break the sky and has no intention of giving in.

Lu Zhengyu stood on your auction stand, feeling the aura of four people about to tear the auction house apart, and his brows were frowning.

Although he is also a king-level, even though he is under great pressure at this moment, he is under great pressure. Just when the four-person aura locked him, Ye Chen finally took action.

He took a step forward and stomped on the ground with one foot.

The entire auction house was shocked by his foot, but there was no feeling of collapse. Instead, an invisible force exploded from his feet and crashed into the air net where the four of them joined forces to join forces.

"puff!"

A light sound came out, and the energy was torn apart from the middle of the qi net, cutting off the aura of the four people's united one after another, drawing it into two pieces, and opening in the spaces.

Ye Chen followed the split passage and walked forward step by step, walking straight to the auction table.

"Um?"

The four hundred-year-old kings all looked surprised and were shocked. The momentum of their bodies increased again. The four-color true energy gathered into a surging wave, pushing and squeezing into the middle.

The four-colored light scattered in the auction hall, and Ye Chen was in it, looking small and inconspicuous. However, no matter how powerful the air waves of these four colors or how the light radiates, Ye Chen was always standing in the center, and the energy could not touch half a foot of his body.

"Ye Lingtian, with one man's strength, tore open the air wall built by the four hundred-year-old kings?"

Luo Ziyuan has the highest cultivation level among the younger generation and has reached the extraordinary realm. When she saw the scene in front of her, her beautiful eyes were shaking, and her tone was full of incredibleness.

A hundred-year-old king, who is not a perfect match for the world, and whose cultivation is intimidating the world?

But now, Ye Chen actually resisted the storm of four people with one person's strength and did not lose the upper hand.

Ye Chen had no response to the pressure of the four people's energy, and his expression remained the same. He came out to the auction table and took the broken sword from Lu Zhengyu! Starting with the broken sword, the four hundred-year-old kings all shrank their pupils and were immediately furious.

But before they could speak, Ye Chen raised the broken sword first and pointed it at them.

"This sword has fallen into my hands and has no connection with the Lu family and Haoyuan Hotel!"

"If you want to get a sword, ask me!"

His eyes swept across the four people one by one, looked down on him, and a sense of awe-inspiring fighting spirit swept across the audience.

"Who wants to take the sword? Take action?"
Chapter completed!