"boom!"
"Ok!"
"Crack!"
The strong pressure visible to the naked eye hit the person at an unpredictable speed, instantly knocking him back several meters, and stopped until he hit the wall behind.
It was just this blow, and the strength was not light. The man was one of the four great elders. At this time, his face was pale, the blood in his body was running wildly, the blood overflowed from his mouth, his legs trembled slightly, and he couldn't even stand. He could hold the wall that was cracked by this collision with his hand, and Fang avoided falling to the ground.
"puff!"
The overflowing blood finally couldn't stop the blood rushing in the body. He spouted a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his whole body trembled as a result, and fell to the ground.
"hiss!"
The people who saw this scene couldn't help but gasped, and the monks who were sitting under the stage stood up abruptly, staring at the scene on the stage with wide eyes.
That was one of the four elders of the black market, who was actually injured by the little white face holding the fan?
After Du Fan repelled the man, he looked at Leng Shuang and asked, "Is it all right?"
"I'm okay, but Feifei's hand was broken by them, and just now he was stunned by their coercive shock." Leng Shuang said, staring coldly at the man who fell on the stage.
Upon hearing Leng Shuang’s words, Du Fan noticed that Ye Feifei’s arm was not quite right. His gaze cooled down after touching her hand and her pale face, his gaze turned away and turned towards the man who was sitting down. The man looked, and the next moment, the figure flew out, and the sharp blade on the fan in his hand struck out, slashing towards the opponent's throat.
"The one who hurt us, die!"
"Hugh is presumptuous!"
The old and thick voice suddenly sounded in the auction room. The powerful pressure contained in that voice shocked everyone's heart. When they looked up, they saw a figure swept out from nowhere, and the palm of the hand gathered the wind. Shoot at the man holding the fan on the stage.
"boom!"
"what!"
At that moment, everyone saw that the man holding the fan hit the fan with one hand and struck the elder who was sitting down and staring in horror, and the other hand quickly gathered the palm of the wind to face the elder. The palm of the old man was grabbed from everywhere.
The two palm winds hit each other, and the two powerful palm winds made a bang. The old man was actually lost, and the figure was repelled and staggered back to the ground.
And at that moment, the fan in the hand of the man with the fan had pierced the throat of the elder who was sitting on the ground at an extremely fast speed, only to hear the scream of screaming and unwilling to hear from the auction house. Immediately afterwards, blood spurted from the torn throat and splashed all over the ground.
"what!"
The monks in the audience originally wanted to come and buy something, but they did not expect to see such a bloody scene. Especially, it was the elders of the black market who were killed, which immediately made them panic. For fear of being involved, they rushed to the gate one after another.
"Go! Go! Open the door!"
Of course, the door was closed, not only inside but also outside, so they couldn't escape at all.This was originally to prevent Leng Shuang and the others from escaping, but they didn't want to, but in the back it blocked their way to survive.
The two elders chasing from the back of the stage saw the elder leaning against the wall with wide-eyed eyes and a face of unwillingness and horror that had died of breath, they gasped involuntarily.
"hiss!"