Chapter 3923 Shocking

On the auction stage, a shocking and bloody scene caused the entire auction hall to fall into a dead silence, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

The eyes of the people around them trembled violently, their expressions were dull and stupid, and they were all petrified.

No one expected that Nie Tian would burst into blood on the spot after bearing the power of nine blood disasters.

"Nie Tian!" After a moment, Gu Ling Wuqi seemed to wake up from a dream, his eyes trembled in horror, and he howled.

But at this time, Nie Tian's whole body was completely bloody, and his body full of blood holes shook for a while, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"You bastard, you dare to be arrogant in the Haoyun Auction House, you deserve to die!" The black-clothed warrior looked at the fallen Nie Tian with a look of contempt and said coldly.

However, as soon as his voice fell, his face froze directly, and a giant hand like an iron clamp tightly grasped his neck, making him almost suffocated.

"Military, military god, sir." The black-clothed warrior looked at the face that suddenly appeared in front of him, and used all his strength to speak with difficulty.

But the hand holding his neck was getting stronger and tighter, making him completely unable to breathe.

"Military god, this..." The sudden scene frightened the steward so much that his face turned pale. He looked at Du Wujun in horror, but he couldn't speak.

He didn't understand why Du Wujun suddenly appeared at this time.

Didn't Du Wujun just propose that Nie Tian should undergo the blood disaster test?

However, the black-clothed warrior's test method was indeed a bit excessive, and he actually killed Nie Tian directly.

"Asshole!" At this moment, a fierce light flashed in Du Wujun's eyes, and then he roared like a wild beast, and then a bloody light appeared in front of him.

One of his hands actually crushed the black-clothed warrior's neck!

The black-clothed warrior died tragically on the spot before he could figure out what was going on.

"I..." The blue-clothed steward suddenly felt the terrible murderous intent from Du Wujun, his face changed in horror, his mouth opened wide, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

He hadn't figured out why Du Wujun suddenly had such murderous intent.

The crowd around was also shocked by the scene in front of them, countless Zhang Lian was stunned on the spot, and had no idea what was going on.

"You deserve to die too!" At this moment, Du Wujun suddenly turned around, his bloody eyes like a wolf, staring at the blue-clothed steward.

"Lord God of War, I..." The blue-clothed steward's eyes trembled, his expression was stagnant, and he was directly scared silly.

Du Wujun took a step forward, stretched out his big hand, and suddenly a terrible murderous intent enveloped the blue-clothed steward.

"I... won." At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded, and then a horrifying scene happened.

On the auction table, the bloody figure actually moved, and then slowly stood up.

"Lord Fenghuang!" Guling Wuqi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted involuntarily when he saw Nie Tian slowly standing up.

He never thought that Nie Tian was not dead, and stood up with his own strength!

At this time, Nie Tian was covered in blood, with blood holes all over his body, and it could even be clearly seen that his bones were all broken.

It is hard to imagine how a person survived and stood up in such a state!

"This..." The crowd looked at the unyielding figure on the auction table, took a breath, and the shock in their eyes turned into fear.

Such a scene, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you will never believe it.

At this moment, they realized that this arrogant silver-haired warrior was so terrible that it was shocking!

"You, are not dead?" Du Wujun's body stagnated, and he suddenly turned around to look at Nie Tian, ​​with a vicissitudes of life on his face, and he was directly stunned.

He felt a weak breath of life on Nie Tian's body, intermittent and vague.

But Nie Tian's eyes were still sharp, like a sharp blade, revealing a resolute determination.

Du Wujun felt like he was dreaming. He couldn't imagine that a warrior could withstand the power of nine blood disasters!

"I won." Nie Tian looked at Du Wujun and said word by word: "Can I take my friend away?"

"Yes, yes." Du Wujun's eyes trembled, his tongue was spinning, and he responded subconsciously.

Nie Tian looked cold, turned around and looked at Guling Wuji with difficulty, and said with a twitch of his mouth: "Let's go."

Guling Wuji's dull old face finally reacted, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and nodded.

"Nie Tian!" At this time, Yi Mo, Jun Jianxing and others appeared at the same time, and their figures landed on the auction table.

"Yi Mo, take them, let's go." Guling Wuji glanced at Du Wujun, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, then turned to Yi Mo and said.

"Yes." Yi Mo agreed, and together with Jun Jianxing and others, he took Nie Tian and Ni Jianming and prepared to leave.

"Boom!" But at this moment, dozens of black-clothed figures moved together above the auction house, releasing a huge momentum, as heavy as a mountain.

Guling Wuqi frowned and looked at Du Wujun.

"Back off!" Du Wujun roared with a murderous look on his face.

"This..." Dozens of Haoyun secret guards were stunned, looking a little embarrassed.

"I say, back off!" Du Wujun suddenly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a blade, staring at the Haoyun secret guards, and spoke word by word, every word was murderous.

Haoyun's secret guards felt Du Wujun's killing intent and finally retreated.

They didn't understand why Du Wujun wanted to let Nie Tian and others leave, as this was related to the face of Haoyun Auction House.

Indeed, Du Wujun promised Nie Tian that as long as he passed the blood test better than the body of the dragon, he could leave safely.

But is such a promise really important?

At this time, some smart people saw that Du Wujun, Guling Wuji and Nie Tian had an unusual relationship.

The secret guards of Haoyun Auction House didn't want to let Nie Tian go, but under the fierce power of Du Wujun, they could only give in.

"Du Wujun, you take care of yourself." Guling Wuji glanced at Du Wujun, said something, and then took Nie Tian and others away.

Du Wujun looked at Guling Wuji and others leaving, but his expression seemed a little weird, and there was clearly a hint of a barely perceptible smile in his eyes.

After Guling Wuji and others left Haoyun Auction House, they immediately went to Wanyuan Pavilion.

Although the people at the auction house let them go, it didn't mean they were safe.

At this time, Wanyuan Pavilion was the safest place for them.

"Everyone, where are you going?" But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, as if he had been waiting for them at the door for a long time.

"Hmm?" Guling Wuji looked at the man, his face changed slightly, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

"I am Nie Tian's friend, I came to save him." The man smiled faintly and said proudly.

"It's you." At this time, Nie Tian raised his head with difficulty, saw a familiar face, and called out in a low voice.

The person who appeared in front of him at this time was none other than the Evil Son of the Evil Heaven!