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Chapter 818

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"What if I don't?" Lin Xuan suddenly opened his mouth and sneered.

He was furious. If the auction really had such a rule, he would not say anything. However, if they treated him differently because of his status, it would be a different matter.

He would let these people know that he was not someone they could offend!

"Brat, I advise you not to cause any trouble at the Wanxiang Auction," the cultivator sneered, "Although you were able to kill the Huang Family's elder with a single blow, you are nothing in the eyes of the Wanxiang Auction!"

"It's easy to kill you!"

"How dare you!" Wang Li shouted angrily.

"You should ask me if you dare to threaten Young Master Xuan!" Dongfang Xiong stepped forward and emitted a powerful aura.

"What? You want to fight? " The cultivator from the auction was disdainful. He snapped his fingers and five Second Rank Honourable Realm cultivators walked out from behind him. They stared at Lin Xuan and the others with unfriendly expressions.

"Kid, you don't have the right to fight in front of me!"

Seeing this, the surrounding people were shocked, "Oh my god, that kid won't really fight, right?"

"No one with a brain would do that. The Wanxiang Auction is not something the Huang family can compare to. Not only are they powerful, but they also have a terrifying force behind them!"

"Yeah, I heard that they are related to Young Master Ling Feng …"

A group of people discussed and none of them thought highly of Lin Xuan.

"Kid, did you hear that? Get out of here if you know what's good for you!" The cultivator from the auction sneered.

"With your status, you won't be able to enter!"

"Status?" Lin Xuan laughed, "What kind of status do you want?"

"What status? Don't waste your energy. Even the Huang family head would not dare to be impudent in the Wanxiang Auction! "The cultivator from the auction was extremely powerful.

Lin Xuan ignored him and turned around, "Go and call those people over."

"Yes!" Wang Li quickly left.

"Call them? Okay, I'll wait for you! " The cultivator from the auction sneered, "If you can make me take a step back today, I'll let you in."

Lin Xuan ignored him and stood with his hands behind his back.

Yu Fei sneered, "Take a step back? You'll be scared to death! "

He really wanted to see how these people would react when they saw the members of the Dragon Sword Pavilion.

The auction house's martial artist crossed his arms in front of his chest, a look of disdain on his face. Today, he wanted to see just what kind of people the other party could summon.

Putting everything else aside, there was no one in Fengwen City that the Wanxiang Auction House was afraid of.

The surrounding warriors were also discussing, "This guy, who is he?"

"Who else could it be? Even a third-layer Martial Highness would not dare to offend the Wanxiang Auction."

"But looking at him, he seems to be very calm. It's like he has a card up his sleeve."

"Who knows? Maybe he's pretending!"

Everyone was discussing what Lin Xuan was trying to do.

At this moment, ripples appeared in the sky once again. It was like boiling water, violently boiling.

"What, what is that?!" Someone raised his head and exclaimed.

Countless black figures appeared on the horizon. They were different from the three people from before. They were not black dots, but dark clouds.

Like a dark cloud, it was fast and beautiful.

Boom! Boom!

The sky trembled, accompanied by a vast and terrifying aura.

The aura was too terrifying. It was like an ancient demon mountain, pressing down on everyone, making it hard for them to breathe.

Everyone below was pale. Their auras were tumbling and their bodies were trembling. Many of the weaker ones directly fell to the ground.

Even the second-layer Martial Highnesses of the Wanxiang Auction House were no exception. They circulated their spiritual energy and resisted with all their might.

Boom! Boom!

In the sky, the dark clouds drifted and finally stopped above the Wanxiang Auction House.

This time, everyone saw it clearly.

"People, they're people!"

Not only were they people, but they were also experts. They were all experts!

"Second-layer Martial Highnesses!" Everyone was shocked and could not believe it.

Many of the figures in the sky were second-layer Martial Highnesses. There were even first-layer Martial Highnesses.

When these people were added together, they could defy the heavens!

Someone counted and found that there were a total of fifty people, all of them young martial artists.

"What kind of power is this? They actually have so many young experts!"

Everyone was stunned. This power was too strong. At least in Windseeking City, no one could find so many young experts.

The martial artist of the Wanxiang Auction House was also shocked. He did not expect the other party to find so many experts!

"Damn it, who is this kid? How does he know so many young experts?"

Whoosh!

Fifty young experts descended from the sky and filled the street.

"Brother Xuan!"

The fifty people moved in unison and shouted respectfully at the figure in front of them.

"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded and turned to look in front of him.

To be exact, he was looking at the people of the Wanxiang Auction House.

"Now, do I have the right?"

Boom!

The crowd was shocked and everyone was shocked.

Brother Xuan? These young experts are calling him Brother Xuan?

This is too shocking. Are these people the underlings of the scholar?

Lin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. At this moment, he had regained his true appearance. He was like a king looking down at the people in front of him.

"No, impossible!" The martial artist of the Wanxiang Auction House was in disbelief and he started to tremble.

Not long ago, he had mocked Lin Xuan and said that he did not have the right to enter.

Now, Lin Xuan was the leader of this group of young geniuses!

This change was too fast and the people of the Wanxiang Auction House could not accept it.

Huo!

Hearing Lin Xuan's voice, the fifty people raised their heads and looked in front of them.

Their faces were filled with anger and their gazes were like swords converging together.

These gazes converged into a torrent that surged forward and sent the people of the Wanxiang Auction House flying.

They were too powerful. The combined force of the fifty Honorables was extremely terrifying. The martial artists of the Wanxiang Auction House were unable to resist and were sent flying like kites.

Puff!

This was especially true for the cultivator who had mocked Lin Xuan earlier. He vomited large mouthfuls of blood.

In that instant, he had suffered an extremely serious internal injury.

Lin Xuan walked forward slowly and asked calmly, "Do I have the right?"

His voice was not loud but it was filled with determination.

You want the right? Fine, I'll give you the right!

However, Lin Xuan did not care if you could accept the right or not.

Puff!

The martial artist vomited blood again. He collapsed weakly and fainted.

Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at the others. "Who among you can make the decision?"

Feeling the gaze, the martial artists trembled and smiled bitterly.

Although they were Second Rank Honorables, they could not make the decision.

At this moment, a few figures flew out from the Wanxiang Auction House.

"Who dares to cause trouble at the Wanxiang Auction House!" A loud voice was heard and it was filled with endless pressure!

The voice was overbearing and it turned into an energy palm that slammed down.

In his opinion, whoever dared to cause trouble at the Wanxiang Auction House had to be suppressed first.

However, he had made a huge mistake this time.

The people below were not people he could provoke!

Boom!

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