Chapter 4138
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"Bang!"
"Mm!"
"Kacha!"
A powerful pressure that could be seen with the naked eye attacked the man at a speed that was too fast for the ears to cover. In an instant, the man was pushed back several meters until he hit the wall behind him.
However, this blow was not light. Even though the man was one of the four elders, his face was now pale. The blood in his body was in a mess, and blood was spilling out of his mouth. His legs were trembling, and he could not even stand. He could only use his hand to support himself against the wall that cracked because of the impact to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
"Pfft!"
The blood spilling out of his mouth could not stop the blood in his body from surging. He spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his whole body trembled as he fell to the ground.
"Hiss!"
The people who saw this scene could not help but gasp. The cultivators who were sitting below the stage all stood up abruptly, and their eyes widened as they watched the scene on the stage.
That was one of the four elders of the black market, and he was actually injured by a pretty boy with a fan?
After Du Fan pushed the man back, he looked at Leng Shuang and asked, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. However, Feifei's arm was broken by them, and she fainted because of their pressure." Leng Shuang said as he looked coldly at the man who had fallen to the stage.
Hearing Leng Shuang's words, Du Fan noticed that one of Ye Feifei's arms was not quite right. His gaze turned cold when he saw her hand and her pale face. He looked away and looked at the man who had fallen to the ground. In the next moment, his figure flashed out, and the sharp blade of the fan in his hand was aimed at the man's throat.
"Those who hurt us, die!"
"Don't be presumptuous!"
An aged and deep voice suddenly resounded in the auction house. The powerful pressure contained within the voice caused the hearts of the crowd to tremble. They raised their heads to look and saw a figure dashing out of nowhere. A palm wind condensed into a palm and slammed towards the man holding the fan on the stage.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
In that instant, everyone saw the man with the fan swinging the fan towards the Elder who was sitting on the ground with his eyes wide open in shock, while his other hand quickly gathered a palm wind to meet the palm of the Elder who had appeared out of nowhere.
The two palms collided, and the two powerful palms collided with a bang. The old man was no match for the old man, and he staggered back and fell to the ground.
At that moment, the fan in the man's hand had already slit the throat of the elder who had fallen to the ground. A mournful and unwilling scream echoed in the auction house. Shortly after, blood spurted out from the slit throat and splattered all over the ground.
"Ah!"
The cultivators below the stage originally wanted to buy some things, but they didn't expect to see such a bloody scene. Especially when the one who was killed was an elder of the black market. This made them panic. Afraid that they would be implicated, they all rushed to the door.
"Hurry up and leave! Hurry up and leave! Open the door! "
However, the door was closed, not only on the inside, but also on the outside. Therefore, they couldn't escape at all. This was originally to prevent Leng Shuang and the others from escaping, but they didn't expect that in the end, their escape route would be blocked as well.
The two Elders who were chasing from behind the stage couldn't help but gasp when they saw the Elder who had already died leaning against the wall with his eyes wide open and his face full of unwillingness and horror.
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