A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 3634: Snatch my stuff?

The third thousand six hundred and thirty-fourth chapter grabbed my things?

After Chen Feng finished listening, he raised his brows immediately.

In general, he would not care about it, but it involves the fragments of martial arts techniques, which are the resources he needs most now.

This can't help him 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 a nine-star martial emperor, and his cultivation was considered quite powerful.

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.

Beside him, there was a burst of turquoise color, and that turquoise color turned into bursts of ghosts from time to time. In the air, there was even the hideous face of evil spirits constantly flashing.

The look on his face is 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 rough man is aching all over, and is impatiently preparing to enter the Seven Star Auction.

I was stopped by someone at this time, and I was immediately impatient.

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

The thin middle-aged man showed a sly expression on his face, his eyes rolled, and he laughed in a low voice: "Brother, when you see the ghostly spirit around you, you know that you must have been exploring in the near future. Some powerful grave."

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

"There are these ghost mists in these big tombs, 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 in the tomb."

"It's just that after 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 a tomb left by a certain Martial Emperor 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 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."

"Those of your companions did not 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 benefits in the tomb will naturally be swept away."

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

"Why don't you collect all the pieces of martial arts techniques?"

"Brother, don't you think?"

Speaking, a thief 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 Stars Auction House has recently been vigorously acquiring these things."

"Why sell it to me?"

The thin middle-aged man smiled: "Sell it to me, and you will not suffer a loss."

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

"You, can you sell it?"

After hearing this, the rough man was taken aback for a moment.

After that, there was a heartbeat on his face.

"Double the price? Really?"

The skinny guy said with a smile: "Yes, you can go to the Seven Stars auction house now and ask you how much these items cost. In fact, you don't need to ask, because I can estimate the same."

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

"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 that, I 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 that 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 can feel the level of this martial skill, at least it is about the second-rank barren level.

Besides, there is a ghostly atmosphere, 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~IndoMTL.com~Chen Feng witnessed the whole process.

Seeing that the rough man took the dragon blood amethyst and left triumphantly, and 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, there are still quite a lot of martial arts fragments in the golden thread kit!

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

The eyes on his face became 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 around the Seven Stars Auction House, looking for those warriors who knew they were going to sell things in the Seven Stars Auction House, then stopped them, and bought fragments of various martial arts techniques from them.

Other things, they don't need it at all, just the fragments of martial arts techniques.