Ye Yang continued to devote himself to his cultivation, entered the secret room, and practiced with the battle axe Yaoyang, but the effect was slightly improved. This magic weapon is still very useful.

On the third day, Qinglei Auction House publicly auctioned the fallen fire gun, which attracted much attention.

There are crowds of people, and all major clans have sent representatives to compete. Weapons of the eighth-grade weapons have already possessed deterrent power. Why can the Fire God clan stand in the city for thousands of years? In a sense, the Battle Axe Yaoyang played a decisive role. Although the Fire God clan is declining, as long as the Battle Axe Yaoyang is in one day, those who covet the Fire God clan have to consider it.

In the auction house, Ye Yang stood at the window, looked at the crowded crowd downstairs, smiled faintly, picked up the teacup with his hands, and after taking a sip, a scent of jasmine blossoms penetrated his throat, making people feel refreshed.

Behind Ye Yang, there was a beautiful girl wearing gauze and graceful manner. It was Lei Xiaodie, the owner of Qinglei Auction House. She smiled and said, "Ziyu, guess what price can the Luoyan Gun be sold?"

"I don't know." Ye Yang said calmly.

Lei Xiaodie laughed and said, "I think the price of this eight-grade spear will be at least 50,000 taels of silver!"

"I hope!"

Suddenly, Lei Xiaodie pointed at the bottom and said, "Ziyu, look, isn't that Cao De, the leader of the Cao family of the Fire God clan?"

"Um?"

Ye Yang glanced at him and smiled faintly, "Is that true?"

Lei Xiaodie nodded and said, "I didn't expect that even Cao De was alarmed in this auction. It seems that he was also attracted by this fire-dropping gun!"

Ye Yang raised his lips: "Is this fallen fire gun really that good?"

"Um!"

Lei Xiaodie smiled, her eyes fell on the two swords behind Ye Yang's back, and said, "Of course, these eighth-grade weapons are far inferior to your current sword, Breaking Yan. When we parted the day before yesterday, our chief weapon appraiser had already realized that Breaking Yan belongs to the seventh-grade weapons, sharp and contains the power of ghosts and gods, and is a rare magic weapon!"

Ye Yang smiled unanimously. Indeed, the weapons tempered by the hundreds of refining techniques are indeed very sharp. In the past two days, he could clearly feel the improvement of his combat power. If he had the Po Yan in his hand at the beginning, instead of that ordinary iron sword, he would probably have died as soon as the ghost tiger met.

Not long after, Lei Xiaodie exclaimed repeatedly: "Ah, isn't that Gongzi Feng? The great-grandson of the King of Chu, Oh my God, even he is here! Woo, no, there is... and Pang Jing also..."

"Who is Pang Jing?"

"God, you don't even recognize him?" Lei Xiaodie looked at Ye Yang in surprise.

“Who is it?”

"Pang Jing, the city lord of Liangcheng, has the strength of level 8 of the earth. He was originally a hero of Wei. Later, after his defeat and destruction, he was appreciated by General Meng Tian and became the city lord of Liangcheng. This person is known as a smiley tiger, and is a guy with a sweet mouth and a sword-belly sword!"

"oh……"

Ye Yang looked at Pang Jing in the crowd lightly. This man was tall and about two meters tall. He was covered in strong muscles, wearing a robe, smiling, and kind as if he was smiling Buddha. Under the protection of a group of guards, he arrived at the auction. It seemed that the fire-falling gun was indeed amazing, and even the city lord was alarmed!

On the auction stage, the fat supervisor is listing the auction items one by one, doing what he is doing step by step—

"The first auction item, the martial arts technique under the Xuanjie - the Qifeng Step!"

"The second auction item, the levelless weapon of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period - Chaos Knife!"

"The third auction item is the protective armor made by the famous craftsman in Handan - the Luanyun Chain Mask!"

...

The fat supervisor was announcing, and suddenly a person stood up from the stage and said majesticly: "Supervisor, don't talk about it, start auctioning the eighth-grade weapon and the fire gun!"

Everyone was shocked, and it was the city lord Pang Jing who spoke!

After a final say, Pang Jing said this, how dare the fat supervisor disobey? He picked up the fire gun in embarrassment and his eyes floated to the VIP room at the auction, which was where Ye Yang and Lei Xiaodie were.

"Hmph, it's so hateful!"

Lei Xiaodie clenched her fists and said angrily: "This old guy Pang Jing dares to overthrow the host and destroy the rules of my Qinglei Auction House. It's really hateful!"

Ye Yang looked at Pang Jing and smiled slightly: "Miss Xiaodie, do you dare to offend him?"

Lei Xiaodie pursed her rosy lips: "I don't dare..."

"Then let it go..."

"Um."

Lei Xiaodie stood there quietly and nodded quietly. The fat supervisor on the stage received permission and immediately raised the fire gun in his hand and announced loudly: "At the request of Lord Pang Jing, the first auction item is this fire gun, an eighth-grade weapon, which is very sharp, and contains a powerful force of ghosts and gods, which can severely damage and paralyze the opponent! The minimum price is 10,000 taels of silver, please bid!"

Suddenly, Cao De in the crowd raised his arm first and said loudly: "Ten thousand taels!"

Pang Jing glanced at Cao De and smiled: "This old guy is so impatient. It seems that the Cao family is determined to get this fire-dropping gun?"

Beside Pang Jing, a master with a sharp-mouthed mouth and a monkey-faced smiled and said, "Sir, don't worry. If we talk about financial resources, can the Cao family be compared with you? The Cao family is just a small salt merchant. You are the lord of a city, holding millions of lives in a good city!"
Chapter completed!