"Now, the Lonestar Sword belongs to you!"
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and took the square treasure box.
Then, he slowly opened it.
An ancient longsword lay quietly in the treasure box, emitting a cold light. It was like a star in the sky, shining in solitude.
Lin Xuan reached out and grabbed the hilt. He immediately felt a cold sharpness and a crazy sword intent.
He knew that the sword had gained sentience. This was an instinctive resistance.
With a light snort, Lin Xuan also had a sword intent in his body, which he quickly injected into the Lonestar Sword.
Boom!
The two forces collided and were in a stalemate. However, in the next moment, the dragon sword spirit erupted and pounced into the Lonestar Sword like an angry dragon.
Buzz!
The Lonestar Sword trembled as if it had come alive. It emitted a terrifying light, and the sharpness was several times stronger than before.
"So powerful!"
Lin Xuan praised. Holding the Lonestar Sword, he felt like he controlled the world.
It was a mysterious feeling, as if he was one with the sword. It was intoxicating.
Beside him, the auctioneer was even more shocked. It was really shocking to be able to subdue a half-Earth-rank treasure so quickly.
One had to know that he could only activate it and could not subdue it at all.
Lin Xuan did not put away the Lonestar Sword. Instead, he took out the black scabbard and slowly inserted it.
Then, his spiritual power turned into threads and he carried the ancient sword on his back.
"Goodbye!"
Lin Xuan turned around and walked out.
Outside the backstage, countless people gathered. Their eyes were emitting a terrifying light that flickered coldly from time to time.
They were waiting for Lin Xuan to come out.
"He's here!" Someone whispered.
Immediately, everyone looked forward.
They saw a young man in a blue shirt slowly walking out of the passage.
On his back, there was an ancient sword. His entire person was like a divine sword that was unstoppable.
"The Lonestar Sword!"
Countless people exclaimed, their eyes burning with passion.
In the distance, the onlooking martial artists were even more shocked. They did not expect Lin Xuan to carry the Lonestar Sword on his back without hiding it at all.
How confident must he be to dare to do so?
"Hmph, at least you know your place. You know that you can't keep your treasured sword, so you might as well not hide it anymore." Someone sneered.
"Brat, hand over the sword and I won't kill you!"
"The Lonestar Sword isn't something you can take!"
Cold gazes fell on Lin Xuan as if they wanted to pierce through him.
"Hmph!"
Lin Xuan snorted coldly and swept his gaze across the area. His gaze was like a sharp sword that streaked across the air.
Ding ding weng weng weng!
Many people retreated, their faces pale.
Their eyes were filled with shock. The other party had actually forced them to retreat with a single glance.
The other people's expressions changed as well. Their opponent's strength was beyond their imagination.
However, Hong Wuji, the Maniac Sword Highness, and the others simply let out hollow laughs. The gaze was not enough to scare them off.
"Everyone, fighting is prohibited in the auction!" The golden-robed elder walked out and said with a grave expression.
Although the Wanxiang Auction House had a huge influence in the city, it was inevitable that these people would go crazy when faced with a half-Earth Rank Artifact. Therefore, it was better to warn them in advance.
Elder Jin, don't worry, we won't fight here. Some martial artists expressed their stance.
"Brat, let's go!" A man with a goatee said coldly. Soon after, the crowd opened up a path.
"Let's go!"
Lin Xuan called out to Dongfang Xiong and Yu Fei before walking out.
"Hmph, he's courting death. He actually dares to go out!"
"If I were him, I'd hide here for the rest of my life."
"Yeah, in such a situation, he'll die if he goes out."
A group of people discussed among themselves. They felt that Lin Xuan was too foolish and that he would be courting death if he went out.
Yu Fei sneered when he heard the discussion. If these people knew how many people were waiting for them outside, would they cry?
Ta Ta Ta!
Lin Xuan's footsteps were steady as he walked towards the exit. The people behind him became nervous.
Many of them secretly circulated their spiritual energy and pulled out their artifacts, preparing to attack.
They decided that they would act as soon as Lin Xuan stepped out of the door.
This was a crucial moment. Whoever could obtain the sword first and leave safely would have a meteoric rise.
The space froze and the atmosphere was tense. Everyone's eyes flickered as they stared at Lin Xuan.
In the next moment, Lin Xuan finally stepped out of the auction house's door.
"Attack!"
Countless people exclaimed as their spiritual energy erupted and surged forward.
"Brother Xuan!"
The light gradually grew brighter as orderly shouts came from outside. It was as if an army was marching, shocking everyone.
Those voices condensed into a force that blasted in all directions.
Pfft!
Dozens of figures spat out blood and were sent flying.
Bang Bang Bang!
These people crashed into the nearby buildings and let out a low sound. Those martial artists who didn't make a move were also affected and their faces turned pale.
"What, what!"
Everyone was stunned when they saw the situation in front of them.
In front of them, fifty young men looked at Lin Xuan respectfully. Their auras were powerful and they all had the pressure of a Supremacy.
Supremacies, fifty Supremacies!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, not daring to believe it.
There were fifty Supremacies waiting to protect Lin Xuan.
No wonder he wasn't afraid. He had such a trump card.
Even powerful warriors like Hong Wuji and Maniac Sword Supremacy had their pupils constricted. Although they were powerful, they couldn't handle fifty Supremacies at the same time.
Moreover, there was an expert like Lin Xuan among them.
For a moment, the scene became incomparably silent.
"Snatch it, why aren't you snatching it!"
Yu Fei sneered as he looked around. Weren't they all arrogant before? Why were they all terrified now?
He was furious. Just now at the auction house, these people acted high and mighty as if they were going to eat them.
That kind of atmosphere made him extremely unhappy.
So now, he wanted to vent his anger.
Bringing ten Supremacies with him, Yu Fei arrived at the injured martial artists. Aren't you guys very arrogant? You dare to snatch Brother Xuan's treasured sword?
"What, they dare to snatch Brother Xuan's things?" The disciples of the Dragon Sword Pavilion became anxious when they heard this.
All of them looked at those people with fire in their eyes.
Bang!
One of them flew up and kicked a martial artist, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Yu Fei arrived in front of the Martial Artist with the goatee, raised his palm, and ruthlessly slapped him a few times.
Pah pah pah!
Soon, that martial artist turned into a pig's head.
None of the martial artists who made a move were spared. They were all beaten up.
The others also didn't dare to make a move. What a joke, who could beat fifty Supremacies!
"Let's go together. I don't believe that we can't beat them!" Someone was secretly instigating.
"Humph!"
Lin Xuan's gaze focused, he raised his hand and slashed out a ray of sword qi, instantly sending the person hiding in the dark flying.
"Whoever wants to make a move, I'll accompany you to the end!"
His gaze looked around with an endless domineering aura.
No one made a move. Many of the weaker martial artists retreated.
However, not everyone had this kind of rationality. Many people were blinded by the treasures.
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