Chapter Ninety-One: Who Else, Do You Want to Bid?

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"Heavenly Court!"

With these two words resounding in the auction hall, all the people who had been emotionally aroused by the words in Korean just now were 'castrated' at once, as if someone had been dousing a basin of ice water on their heads. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's still a basin of water, very cold.

All of them looked at the VIP box in the center of the second floor with a surprised expression on their faces.

"Heavenly Court!" this name may not have been so surprising to everyone before, after all, this name had never been heard of by some of them before, but it all happened two days ago.

Let the word 'Heavenly Court' be famous!

The Ximen family, one of the four great families in Tianlong City, was completely slaughtered by mysterious forces overnight.

Remember that it was a slaughter, not even a single chicken or duck was spared.

And the mysterious force that slaughtered the Simon family is this so-called 'Heavenly Court'.

Nangong Wu in the box on the second floor, she was also shocked by the sudden appearance of the word 'Heavenly Court', and she also wanted to know about this mysterious force that could destroy the Ximen family overnight.

How strong is this 'Heavenly Court'?

Being able to slaughter the Ximen family overnight is a means that even their Nangong family can't do.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from a dark corner of the auction hall, and then I saw a middle-aged man wearing an ink-colored coonflower brocade robe, with a sturdy and powerful body, and a calm and heroic look slowly walked out of the corner.

The middle-aged man had a dark purple treasure pattern jade belt tied around his waist, had flowing hair, and a pair of unfathomable eyes looked at the box where Du Yuesheng was.

In an instant, everyone looked at the middle-aged man who walked out of the corner, and when everyone saw the clothes that the middle-aged man was wearing, then a strange look appeared in everyone's eyes.

The middle-aged man saw that everyone's eyes were on him, and he also shook his shirt, and then said loudly with disdain: "What kind of thing is Heavenly Court?

The Wuji Sect is also considered a powerful sect in the entire first-order region, because there are two martial artists of the 'God of War Realm' in the Wuji Sect, and it is rumored that one of them has already touched the realm above the God of War.

Its power should not be underestimated.

"Look for death!"

Du Yuesheng looked at the middle-aged man bidding in the auction hall below, he stood up directly, and in an instant, a momentum of domination erupted from him, enveloping the entire auction hall.

"Dead ......"

Du Yuesheng stretched out a palm and waved it from top to bottom, instantly transforming into a palm that covered the sky and the sun, and slapped it towards the middle-aged man who appeared from the corner.

And the imperial momentum exuded from his body became even more terrifying, and the space and time where the momentum passed seemed to be like a mirror, and began to shatter little by little, this was a momentum that was lofty and noble above the nine heavens!

"This!"

"It's!"

"What a strong momentum!"

The momentum that erupted from Du Yuesheng's body had just emerged in the auction hall, and everyone in the hall had already been intimidated in an instant, and under the majesty, everyone was suppressed by this imperial momentum, overlooking the common people, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, everything seemed to be under his control.

"What?"

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man who appeared in the auction hall had just reacted, and then he saw a huge palm slapped towards him, and when he was about to block it, the palm that covered the sky and the sun had already slapped on his body.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A deafening explosion continued to echo in the auction hall, and everyone in the auction hall only saw a pool of blood appearing in the place where the middle-aged man was standing just now.

One by one, the shattered bones fell to the ground.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player 'Du Yuesheng' for killing the first-order martial artist of the Battle Saint and gaining 10 million experience points!"

"Mole ants!"

Du Yuesheng looked at the middle-aged man who was slapped to death by his palm, and the bloody momentum surging all over his body became even more violent, and behind him was also a weapon that shone with red light.

Through the window of the box, Du Yuesheng looked at everyone, and asked coldly, "Who else wants to bid?"

Quiet!

Be quiet!

Incredibly quiet!

This is the scene in the auction hall at this moment, and everyone has not yet reacted from the terrifying palm just now, they only saw a sky-covering palm appear in time and space, and it was slapped against the people of the Wuji Sect.

One palm!

Directly shoot a 'War Saint' warrior to death!

Nima?

That's a 'War Saint' warrior, not a casual cat or dog!

"Horror!"

At this moment, everyone knew the horror of this 'Heavenly Court', damn it was just a casual slap to death a 'War Saint' martial artist, just ask everyone present with such power, who can do it?

No one!

Even the 'Battle Emperor Realm' martial artists present didn't dare to say that they could, although they could easily kill the Battle Saint Martial Artists, they had to do it with a single palm like the meaning to die.

That's something that is simply impossible, unless it's an extremely high 'War Emperor' powerhouse.

The Korean language in the center of the auction table was also confused by this sudden situation, and Rao is a strong man like him who surpassed the 'War Emperor' was also suppressed by Du Yuesheng's explosive momentum.

As soon as Han Yu reacted from the oppression of the momentum, and was about to make a move, he saw that the middle-aged man had already been shot to death.

"What a strong force!"

"This person is definitely the pinnacle powerhouse in the 'God of War' level?" Han Yu silently estimated the mysterious person who made the move in his heart, but as an auctioneer, he still spoke: "Is there anyone else bidding?"

'Bid'

When everyone heard the Korean question, they didn't say anything, damn it, didn't you see a 'War Saint' powerhouse easily slapped to death, but these people still want to live a few more years.

"Is there no one?" Han Yu looked at the silent auction hall, and he knew that no one would dare to bid, after all, the shocking power just now was not played.

"Haha!"

Suddenly, at the moment when everyone fell silent, bursts of laughter rang out. Then, a black-clothed young man in the hall suddenly stood up, exuding a cold meaning all over his body, he raised his head and looked at the room where Du Yuesheng was and laughed: "'Heavenly Court' is interesting, very interesting, the assassination organization bid five million!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the black-clothed young man's voice fell, a figure instantly flew out of the box where Du Yuesheng was, attacking directly towards the black-clothed youth.

'Staying true to what you believe in'

"Fatal blow!"

"Kill!"

A loud shout resounded through the hall, and everyone only saw a vague phantom appearing in time and space, and he raised a giant sword high and appeared in the air, slashing at the black-clothed young man with a sword.

"Look for death!!"

The young man in black raised his head and looked at the mysterious figure that suddenly appeared above him, he also snorted coldly, and his hands burst out with a terrifying energy and shot out at the attacking figure.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and then everyone only saw a terrifying sword qi falling, and wherever the sword qi went, a venerable martial artist standing next to the black-clothed young man was ruthlessly killed, and he didn't even let out a scream.

"What!"

"Ahh

The black-clothed young man let out a miserable scream from his mouth, and then his whole person was directly cut off, and the blood streaked through the world, and bursts of blood mist fell to the ground in the air.

The moment the black-clothed young man fell to the ground, the vague figure of the attack also disappeared.

"Who else?"

"Want to make a bid?"

A voice that seemed to be asking the Grim Reaper kept echoing throughout the auction hall.

ps: second update. Not today, so go to sleep. Tomorrow night we will update together in a centralized manner.

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