Rebirth of the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 276 Burning Song Mingyuan

"Wow!" As Yang Teng went down with a knife, this stone skin did not form a complete stone skin like the stone skin that just peeled off, but turned into a pile of fragments.

The temperature on the auction stage rose suddenly, and a beating flame appeared in front of Yang Teng!

Hot and bright, for an instant, as if to ignite the entire auction table.

The most profound feeling was the auctioneer. A wave of heat surged over and enveloped him. The auctioneer felt that his eyebrows and beard were scorched.

Suddenly, the hot temperature disappeared, and the auctioneer felt much more comfortable.

Looking at the essence of the flames again, I saw Yang Teng put his hands on a piece of flaming red object, which looked like a rock, but also like a fluttering flame.

The flame essence seemed to have a transparent shell on the outside, wrapping the flame inside. From the outside, the flowing spirituality could be seen, but it could not break through that shell.

treasure! good stuff!

Although the strong men present didn't know alchemy and refining techniques, they were all strong men on one side. There was still some insight, and you could tell at a glance that this fluttering and fluttering thing was absolutely priceless.

This kid Yang Teng has found the treasure!

For Yang Teng, fifteen bottles of high-grade spirit gathering pills are really not worth mentioning.

At this moment, many people regret it.

I had known that there was such a good thing in it, even if I spent a lot of it, I still had to buy it. It would never be possible for Yang Teng to get it at an ultra-low price of fifteen bottles.

Unless there is a better auction item later, the essence of flame contained in this flame stone is likely to be the most valuable treasure at this auction.

Murong Rouer looked at the auction table excitedly, and she knew that Yang Teng's move would definitely bring surprises.

Ma Jing and the others were extremely excited. If it weren't an auction, they would definitely be screaming, looking at Song Mingyuan with provocative eyes.

Song Mingyuan was downcast, he really couldn't figure out how this kid could be so lucky, and such a good thing was actually made out of a worthless broken stone.

"Who, Song Mingyuan? It's time to honor your bet!" Yang Teng stood in front of Flame Essence, did not come down, his hands were still attached to Flame Essence. Song Mingyuan shouted at the audience.

Murong Rou'er suddenly came to his senses, "Yes, did you slap ten yourself or learn three dog barks."

Murong Rouer looked at Song Mingyuan up and down, "Slaps must be loud, so that all of us have to hear. But I guess you must be afraid of pain and are reluctant to slap yourself."

Song Mingyuan thought Murong Rou'er would let him go, so he nodded and said: "You're right, it's really not a good idea to slap yourself."

"Then you should learn three dog barks. This is not difficult at all. As long as everyone hears it, even if you honor the bet."

As soon as Murong Rouer finished speaking, Fairy Hongyun couldn't help but laugh, they knew that Murong Rouer would never spare Song Mingyuan easily.

Song Mingyuan's complexion suddenly collapsed, let him learn how to bark in public, it is better to kill him.

When he was in a dilemma, a monk behind him whispered a few words in his ear.

Song Mingyuan's eyes lit up suddenly, a good idea!

At this moment, Song Mingyuan's waist was much straighter, and he said loudly to Yang Teng, "You say it is a treasure, it's a treasure. Who believes it depends on your words."

There was an uproar at the scene, isn't this shameless!

I have seen shameless people, I have never seen Song Mingyuan so shameless.

Murong Rou'er was so angry that she was about to do it. Isn't this bullying, she greeted Ma Jing and Jiang Kai and rushed over.

"You don't believe it, it's easy. Let's take a look. If you still think this is not a treasure, I have nothing to say, you will win." Yang Teng said loudly while standing on the auction stage.

What's happening here?

None of the strong men in this room can figure it out. Song Mingyuan made it clear that he was going to be shameless. If he asked him to take a look on stage, he could admit that this was a treasure?

Song Mingyuan hesitated, he was afraid that Yang Teng would do anything unfavorable to him.

"Why, you mangy dog, if you lose, you lose. Now I don't dare to admit defeat. What did you make a bet for?" Murong Rouer sneered.

Song Mingyuan gritted his teeth, didn't he just take a look on stage, and insisted that this was not a treasure and what Yang Teng could do with him.

Glancing hard at Murong Rouer, Song Mingyuan strode onto the auction stage.

"Boy, let me take a look on stage. This is also a broken stone." Song Mingyuan made up his mind, no matter what, he just didn't admit that it was a treasure.

Yang Teng suddenly smiled: "Is it a treasure? It's too early to make a conclusion. If you put your hands on the essence of flames, you will clearly feel whether this is a treasure or not. Maybe something magical will happen."

Song Mingyuan didn't dare to act rashly. Just now, the flame essence emitted the extremely hot aura, which made his heart afraid, what if this thing burned himself.

But when he saw Yang Teng's hands sticking to the essence of flames, Song Mingyuan was relieved immediately.

A small cultivator in the body-building period was not burned, and his cultivation base was much higher than Yang Teng, so how could he be burned.

Moreover, the temperature on the auction stage returned to normal, and there was nothing special about the essence of flames.

Humph! Pretending to be a ghost, Song Mingyuan wanted to understand. If he didn't dare to put his hands on the essence of flames, this little boy would definitely use this to attack him, and he would definitely say he didn't dare, because he was afraid that it was a treasure.

How can this brat boy do his wish!

Thinking of the five delicate little ladies in the audience, Song Mingyuan's heart was fiery, and he stretched out a pair of plump hands, and he did not hesitate to stick to the essence of flames.

"What about pasting? It's nothing great about pasting. A waste stone is a waste stone." Song Mingyuan's tone was full of disdain. He didn't feel the difference between this red thing.

"Really, you have a good understanding, it is best to release the divine sense exploration, you can experience incomparable magical things." Yang Teng's mouth is smiling, his face is full of intoxication, like the essence of flames under his hands. s things.

Song Mingyuan was skeptical, and just about to release his divine consciousness, he suddenly felt a strong flow of heat rushing from the essence of the flames, quickly swept his hands, and rushed to his body.

"Ah!" Song Mingyuan screamed, and immediately realized what was wrong, without any hesitation, his feet suddenly exerted force and his body moved back quickly.

"Hahaha!" Yang Teng laughed loudly, looking at Song Mingyuan who had retreated to the edge of the auction table.

"My hands! You bastard, my hands!" Song Mingyuan screamed, his hands horrible.

Several of his companions flew up to the auction stage for the first time, "Master, are you okay."

What does it mean to be okay? It's a big deal.

Song Mingyuan's hands were burnt, and they were instantly scorched by the hot temperature of the flame essence, turning them into two pieces of black carbon. The flesh and blood on his ten fingers were all burned to ashes, and even the finger bones were already showing signs of carbonization.

Half of his arm was scorched, and his eyebrows and hair all turned gray.

Song Mingyuan's tragic situation is far more tragic.

All the people present were stunned, the essence of flames is so powerful!

However, why is Yang Teng okay? His hands have been attached to the essence of the flames, but no problem has occurred. Song Mingyuan has become so miserable in a flash. What is the problem here?

"You dare to hurt my young master, I will kill you!" A monk beside Song Mingyuan suddenly violently rushed towards Yang Teng with his fists.

"Boom!" A blazing flame rushed towards his face, and the leaping monk was instantly swallowed by the flames.

"Ah!" The screams came out from the flames, making people frightened.

Look at that monk again, it has become a big fire group.

Several other people rushed towards Yang Teng roaring.

Jiang Kai and the others all reacted, screaming and rushing up from the stage, standing beside Yang Teng.

Yang Teng laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, today I will show you a game where a living person turns into a fireball for free."

Several cultivators were worried, gathered aura and stared at Yang Teng, but did not dare to step forward.

Song Mingyuan's hands were burned by the fiery flames of the flame essence, and one of his arms could not be kept. Another companion was burned all over, and he was rolling and struggling on the stage in pain.

Such a tragic situation made them afraid to rush forward, this piece of flame essence is too powerful, and no one wants to become a flame.

The powerhouses below were all stunned, and no one expected that Flame Essence would have such a super attacking power.

This is not just as simple as a refining material, it can be used as a life-saving killer.

What makes them puzzled is why Yang Teng is okay, the essence of flames will not burn him?

Wu Yitian could no longer pretend to be invisible, and quickly walked up to the auction stage, came to Yang Teng, and said softly: "Young Master Yang, you have a bad breath. It's hard for the old man to handle it."

Burning Song Mingyuan so miserably, Yang Teng can leave, but Wu Yitian still lives in Sunset Valley.

Yang Teng retracted one hand and handed a pill to Wu Yitian, "Give it to that bastard, maybe you can still keep your arms, but those hands probably won't be able to keep them."

The Supreme Injury Pill is not a miracle elixir, it is good if it can keep Song Mingyuan's arm.

If it is a spirit-level pill, there may be hope.

It's best to be a god-level healing pill, which will immediately restore Song Mingyuan's hands to the original.

Not to mention that Yang Teng doesn't have such a level of pill, even if there is, it is impossible to give Song Mingyuan.

Wu Yitian took the best healing pill and headed towards Song Mingyuan.

"Ah! It hurts me to death!" Song Mingyuan struggled violently. The severe pain from his arm made him unbearable. Half of his arm was scorched, and his big arm could still move. A pair of arms was waving wildly, and the charred finger bones were accidentally. Hit the floor of the auction table.

"Kacha!" Several finger bones shattered at the same time.

Wu Yitian was so scared that he was so cruel! Shao Yang did not leave any room for action, this was to drive Song Mingyuan to death.

Without his hands, he became a useless person, and the feud between Yang Teng and the Song family could no longer be solved.

"What are you doing!" Song Mingyuan's guards looked at Wu Yitian warily.

The young master's current miserable situation left them at a loss, each of them was so scared that they were confused.