Peerless God of War

"Senior Bai, this brat truly deserves to be killed." Mo Long respectfully said as he saw the white water. Soul Refining Realm experts were rarely seen, even in the Snow Ice Palace. Once they stepped into the Soul Refining Realm, they would automatically be promoted to elders.

Even though Mo Long was a genius disciple of Freezing Snow Palace, he still had to maintain his reverence in front of a Soul Forging Realm expert.

"Look below." Bai Shen looked at the shadows of the Shining Golden Auction House as he spoke to Mo Long.

Mo Long couldn't help but be startled. There were no cultivators standing in the shadows, and their auras were extremely fierce. Clearly, they were all Pure Body Realm martial artists. After calming down, he discovered that an aura was actually locked on to him, preventing him from detecting who was doing it. There was only one possibility, and that was that the other party was either a peak Pure Body Realm or Soul Forging Realm expert.

"I deserve to die for that little bastard, but right now, Feng Wuji is also beside him in the Shining Golden Auction House, so it would be impossible to kill him." Nephew Mo Long will endure this anger for now. We'll talk about it in the future. "

A cold glint flashed across Bai Zhen's eyes. If one were to speak truly clearly, then their Bai Clan hated Gu Feng even more than this Mo Long. Within these few days, the number of disciples that they lost to Gu Feng was countless, and some of them were disciples that the Bai Clan had carefully trained. This made them hate Gu Feng to the bones. If Gu Feng hadn't been in the City Lord's Mansion for the past few days, the Bai Clan would have skinned Gu Feng's body and dismembered him into tens of thousands of pieces.

"Hey, no one has raised the bid for so long. This Great Sun Dragon Fist should belong to me now, right?" Gu Feng said impatiently to the fatty on the auction stage.

This fellow was being too unreasonable. After not having been auctioned for so long, it was about time for him to announce his final destination.

"Ugh …" The fatty was taken aback. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Just now, he was also taken aback. "Two hundred and sixty thousand taels of silver. Is there anyone else willing to bid?"

"Three hundred thousand!" Mo Long angrily stared at Gu Feng and said with a cold voice.

"Three hundred and one thousand." Gu Feng said indifferently.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand." Mo Long's eyes narrowed as he stared at Gu Feng's silhouette, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand." Gu Feng's voice was still as calm as before, with a sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth. If you clamor at me, I won't kill you.

The crowd all had expressions of interest on their faces. It seemed like Gu Feng was doing it on purpose. Every time he added 10 to 10, it meant that he was going against this young man called Mo Long. Or perhaps it could be said that he was fighting with the Bai Clan.

"Four hundred thousand." Mo Long's expression turned increasingly cold as he slowly said this.

"Four hundred and ten thousand." Gu Feng's eyes were still calm, and his tone was full of anger.

"Five hundred thousand." Mo Long's face turned black. 500,000 taels was already a sky-high price. Even for a great clan like the Bai Clan, the annual income was only 2 million taels. In fact, although the Great Sun Dragon Fist was extremely powerful, the training conditions were also quite harsh. Five hundred thousand taels of silver had already far exceeded his price.

When Mo Long called out this price, he immediately regretted it. Five hundred thousand silver was not a small amount. Even all the silver he had on him was only three hundred thousand.

Now, he could only pray that Gu Feng would bid again.

Everyone looked at Gu Feng, curious to see if he would go all out against Mo Long to raise the price.

Gu Feng stood up and walked to the fence. He looked at Mo Long and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"Gu Feng …" Just as Xuan Su wanted to stop Gu Feng from continuing to raise the bid, she was stopped by Feng Wuji's wave of his hand.

"You win." Gu Feng smiled at Mo Long and jokingly said.

Mo Long's face was somewhat stunned. After being stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses with an incomparably gloomy face. Only now did he understand that he had been tricked by Gu Feng.

"500,000 silver, is there anyone willing to bid?" The fatty's face also revealed an expression of excitement. 500,000 taels! This was way beyond his expectations of 300,000 taels. This was definitely a huge amount of income!

However, the scene was abnormally quiet. Only a fool would buy a scroll of Level 8 Mysterious rank martial art for five hundred thousand silver taels.

"Grandmaster Yanfeng, shouldn't it end now?" Mo Long's face darkened, suppressing the rage in his heart.

Without any change in expression due to Mo Long's glare, the fatty called Yan Feng simply smiled. With a hint of ridicule and ridicule in his lowered eyes, the small hammer in his hand was knocked down under Mo Long's intense gaze.

"Great Solar Dragon Fist! The auction was won by the genius Mo Long of the Snow Han Palace!"

"Haha …"

As Yan Feng's voice fell, the auction house could not help but burst into soft laughter, brimming with ridicule.

BOOM!

Mo Long grabbed the railing with his hand and instantly crushed the extremely hard stone that was carved into it. This humiliation was given to him by Gu Feng. He had to kill this person.

A few more volumes of martial arts appeared in the next few auctions. The grade was either too low, or it was not suitable for Gu Feng. Instead, she spent several tens of thousands of silver to purchase some spiritual medicines and also some accessories for Feng Zhidie.

"This is the fifteenth item from today's auction." After experiencing so many rounds of auctions, even he felt somewhat tired.

As the sound of Yan Feng's voice faded, a woman walked up with a jade tray in her hands. On the jade token, there was a black stone.

"Eh, this fatty is so funny. This auction is actually about a broken rock." Feng Zhidie said while covering her mouth with a charming smile, her eyes filled with amusement.

Feng Wuji and Gu Feng were also a bit puzzled. They used their Spiritual Sense to check and found nothing special about this stone.

"Grandmaster Yan Feng, what's so special about this stone?" Someone in the auction hall couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not too sure either." Yan Feng's face revealed an awkward expression.

"Is grandmaster Yan Feng really toying with us?" A stone is being auctioned? " After hearing Yifeng's words, there were suddenly some people in the audience who were unhappy. Your Obsidian Gold Auction House is the largest auction house in the entire Long Yun Empire, but you can't just take a broken stone and take it as a treasure.

"Everyone, don't get angry." Seeing the restless crowd, Yan Feng hurriedly opened his mouth, "Although I am not clear what this rock is, it was brought out from a ruin by a cultivator at the Pure Body Realm who risked his life. Furthermore, this stone is extremely hard and even a Soul Refining Realm expert would not be able to destroy it if they were to go all out. "

"Oh?"

The crowd all revealed surprised expressions. Every single thing in the ruins of a powerful expert was extraordinary. Moreover, this thing could not even be destroyed by a Soul Forging Stage expert, so it was clearly an extraordinary treasure.