Before he made a move, the middle-aged martial artist didn't take Mo Fengwu seriously.

Even if the other party released poisonous smoke, he was still confident that he could take the other party down.

But at the moment of the fight, the middle-aged warrior knew that he had lost.

The woman's speed was so fast that before he could react, the other man's knife had already cut through his own skin.

At the same time, the angle of attack is extremely tricky, even a warrior who has been fighting with foreign races on the border all year round will not be so sharp.

And this knife was so heavy that it almost cut off his waist and abdomen.

The rapid flow of blood made his face quickly turn pale. The middle-aged martial artist knew that his time was running out, so he trembled and took out a spirit arrow from his arms, and then used his last strength to pull it fiercely......

Buzz - bang!

Suddenly, a piercing sound came, which directly broke through the roof of the auction hall and exploded in midair.

It's a pity that in the bloody killings, no one paid attention to this.

Only Mo Fengwu raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at it, and at the same time slashed with his backhand, sending a martial artist next to him to hell.

**

Time passed, and after a quarter of an hour, the auction room finally became quiet.

The roaring stopped, the screaming stopped, and finally, even the moaning faded away.

The white mist, mixed with poison, has dissipated at some point.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of blood, which is shocking.

Mo Fengwu stood in the middle of a pool of blood, glanced around expressionlessly, and made sure that there was no one alive, then turned around and walked back to the auction table.

At this time, the cage that had been covered by the black cloth was still in place, untouched.

Mo Fengwu came to the cage, raised his hand with a knife, and slashed the cage with a gesture. But in an instant, the sound of 'Zheng' was bounced back again.

"This is a cage specially prepared by the bazaar, which is refined from 10,000-year-old sealing spirit stones, not to mention ordinary swords, it is a mid-level magic weapon that cuts gold and jade, and there is nothing to do."

A calm voice sounded, and then I saw a middle-aged man walking over from the backstage.

Mo Fengwu instantly raised her eyebrows and glanced at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said:

"Miss Mo, don't be angry, I'm here to help."

The sound fell, and the middle-aged man didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he hurriedly took out a special waist card, and then ripped off the black cloth to stimulate a special position behind the cage. In an instant, I saw a flash of light, and at the same time, there was a small sound, and the cage was opened in an instant.

The young man inside was still glazed at this time, and he didn't have the slightest reaction to the outside world. Mo Fengwu raised his hand at the moment, put the short knife in his hand into the storage ring, and then reached out to hook the young man's arm and take him out of the cage.

The young man shook slightly, then slowly raised his head, met Mo Fengwu's eyes, and then leaned his long body on Mo Fengwu without a trace of resistance.

Mo Fengwu raised his hand and patted him on the back, but in the next second, his eyes lit up and looked at the middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man was startled and hurriedly said:

"Miss Mo is relieved, she knows what she can say and what she can't say. And I promise that there will not be a word about tonight's events in my market.

Moreover, in order to make up for this mistake, I made an exception to send the seller's information to Miss Mo, and asked Miss Mo to forgive me. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man neatly handed an envelope to Mo Fengwu.

The middle-aged man's way of going up made Mo Fengwu quite satisfied, stared at him for a while, and then reached out and took the envelope.