Peerless Martial Soul

After Chen Feng finished listening, he raised his brows.

Normally, he wouldn't care, but it involves the fragments of martial arts techniques, which are the resources he needs most now.

This can't help him not care.

Chen Feng looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a middle-aged man in his forties who was stopping a warrior with a smile.

The martial artist who was stopped by him was the nine-star martial emperor, and his cultivation was considered quite powerful.

But at this time, his robes were still stained with blood, and his whole body was murderous.

What's weirder is that in this murderous aura, even more ghost aura comes out.

There was a burst of turquoise color lingering beside him, that turquoise color turned into bursts of ghosts from time to time, and in the air, there was even the hideous face of evil ghosts constantly flashing.

The look on his face was also quite painful, obviously suffering from the torment of those evil spirits.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, and probably guessed it.

This person, I'm afraid that he just went to explore a place like a tomb.

This arrogant man was in pain, and was impatiently preparing to enter the Seven Star Auction.

Being stopped by someone at this moment was very impatient.

He looked at the thin middle-aged man, and said impatiently: "How do you know I have fragments of martial arts techniques?"

The thin middle-aged man showed a strange expression on his face, his eyes rolled, and he laughed in a low voice: "This brother, when you see the ghostly spirit lingering around you, you know that you must have explored something powerful recently. Tomb."

"Weird and unpredictable, it may be a large tomb left by a strong man in ancient times."

"In this large tomb, there are these ghost mists, right?"

The rough man raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and said, "Go on."

"Like such a strong man, there are usually those powerful martial arts techniques that the strong man used in his lifetime."

"It's just that through these tens of thousands of years, those powerful martial arts techniques have either absorbed enough the spiritual energy of the day and turned into another existence."

"Either, it's rotten and shattered!"

"Yes."

The rough man said coldly: "I explored the tomb left by a certain Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse 30,000 years ago in a place in the Eastern Desolation two months ago."

"but……"

He sneered and said, "So what?"

"Those pieces of martial arts techniques, maybe I look down on them, maybe they were snatched away by others!"

"how come?"

The thin middle-aged man smiled, and said, "You have blood stains on your body. Obviously, you have killed a lot."

"But besides the ghost, there are no other injuries on you."

"This means that these injuries on your body are mainly caused by the ghosts in the tomb."

"Your companions didn't have any influence on you."

"Presumably, you killed them all."

When he said this, his tone was already aggravated, and he whispered: "Since you have killed them all, the good in the tomb will naturally be swept away."

"Those pieces of martial arts techniques are quite embarrassing, but in these days, you must also know the news that the Seven Star Auction House is buying those things."

"How can you not collect all the pieces of martial arts techniques?"

"Brother, you say, don't you?"

As he said, he smiled.

The rough man laughed loudly and clicked on him: "You are really amazing."

"Yes, I do have hundreds of martial arts fragments on my body."

At this time, hearing these hundreds of fragments of martial arts techniques, Chen Feng also raised his brows slightly.

But he didn't say anything, just continued to look here.

At this time, the rough man smiled and said: "I have these martial arts fragments, but why should I sell them to you?"

"The Seven Star Auction House has recently been vigorously acquiring these things."

"Why sell it to me?"

The thin middle-aged man smiled and said, "Sell it to me, you won't suffer a loss."

He said in a deep voice, "I will double the price at the Seven Star Auction Hall!"

"You, can you sell it?"

After hearing this, the rough man was taken aback.

Then, his face showed a heartbeat.

"Double price? Really?"

The thin man chuckled and said, "Yes, you can go to the Seven Star Auction now and ask you how much these items cost. In fact, you don't have to ask, because I can estimate that it is about the same."

"If you don't believe me, just ask, and I will pay you double when you come out."

"it is good!"

The rough man nodded simply and immediately entered the Seven Star Auction.

About half an hour later, he came out, pulled the thin middle-aged man and said a few words in a low voice.

The thin middle-aged man laughed: "Don't worry, you will never shorten your dragon blood amethyst."

After all, he took out a gold thread kit and threw it to the rough man.

The rough man opened a look, nodded in satisfaction, laughed, and took hundreds of martial arts fragments from his arms and handed them over.

After Chen Feng looked at these martial arts fragments, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

It turns out that although there are only a few hundred pieces of these martial arts fragments, there are two or three of them, which are more than 50% complete.

There is even one of them, those fragments, the whole body of emerald green color, faintly, haunting a strong ghost.

Chen Feng could feel the level of this martial skill, at least it reached the second-rank barren rank.

Moreover, ghosts are lingering, and at certain specific times, there are unexpected magical effects!

If it falls into Chen Feng's hands, it will be of great use.

But unfortunately, it was taken away by others at this time.

Beside, Chen Feng witnessed the whole process.

Seeing that rough man took the dragon blood amethyst and left triumphantly, he saw the middle-aged thin and thin man putting the pieces of martial arts techniques into a small golden thread kit.

When Chen Feng clearly heard those martial arts fragments falling into the bag, there was a crackling sound inside.

Obviously, in that golden thread kit, there are still quite a few pieces of martial arts technique!

At this time, Chen Feng's eyes had gradually cooled down!

The eyes on his face became even colder.

It turned out that at this time, Chen Feng discovered that there were at least dozens of people like that thin middle-aged man on the square outside the seven-star auction site.

They were scattered throughout the Seven Stars Auction House, looking for those warriors who knew they were going to sell things in the Seven Stars Auction House, and then stopped them and bought various pieces of martial arts techniques from them.

They don't want anything else at all, only the fragments of martial arts techniques.