Before, Wang Fan hit Feng Xiaomo in the face with the Bloody Three Flower Grass, and now with the Gang Thunder Fist, Wang Fan actually jumped out and hit him in the face again.
For Feng Xiaomo, this was simply unbearable.
If Wang Fan were of the same generation as him and not weaker than him, he would be able to swallow this sigh of relief.
But in fact? Wang Fan is not only inferior to him in strength, but he is also just a junior.
It is simply unreasonable for a mere junior to dare to slap him in the face like this.
The murderous intention could not stop growing, but Feng Xiaomo finally endured it.
He already regarded Wang Fan as a dead person, and the things on Wang Fan's body were already regarded as his own, so he did not continue to quote.
The Gang Lei Fist fell into Wang Fan's hands again without any surprise. This time, almost everyone in the auction house became interested in Wang Fan.
How did Wang Fan, a mere junior, get so much money? Isn't he too rich?
If these people didn't know that Feng Xiaomo was already targeting Wang Fan, they would definitely offend Feng Xiaomo if they went to trouble Wang Fan. I'm afraid they couldn't help but trouble Wang Fan after the auction.
The enchanting woman presiding over the auction on the stage was also stunned by Wang Fan's generosity. There was a hint of pity in her eyes when she looked at Wang Fan, and then she began to preside over the auction again.
Who was the happiest person at the scene was undoubtedly Luo Wuhen. From Luo Wuhen's point of view, Wang Fan was certain to die. This would save Luo Wuhen some trouble.
Wang Fan seemed not to notice the profound meaning in his eyes. After receiving the Gang Lei Fist, he immediately looked at the auction table and waited for the next auction items.
Looking at him like that, he not only had no intention of leaving, but also seemed to want to grab the next good thing.
If you don't commit suicide, you won't die. Everyone sighed, secretly sighing at Wang Fan's stupidity.
In their opinion, Wang Fan either has a brain problem or is a fool.
Less than twenty minutes after Wang Fan took the photo of Gang Lei Fist
Bell, another scroll of sword skills appeared immediately.
The appearance of this sword skill once again caused the warriors to go crazy.
You must know that most ancient warriors use swords, so the attraction of sword skills to them can be imagined.
Luo Wuhen, Feng Xiaomo and other warriors all started bidding wildly, and while bidding, they looked at Wang Fan from time to time.
Judging from their expressions, it was as if they were deeply afraid that Wang Fan would show up and cause trouble.
Wang Fan's eyes also showed blazing heat, his fists were clenched, his breathing was rapid, and he looked very interested, as if he was determined to win.
But only he knew that his expression was just an act, and no matter how incredible his sword skills were, he had no interest in it at all.
Wang Fan didn't care much about Luo Wuhen, he only cared about Feng Xiaomo. When he realized that Feng Xiaomo wasn't paying attention to him, he immediately dodged and ran out of the auction house.
If you don’t leave now, when will you wait?
Now that everyone is interested in this sword skill, it is the best opportunity for him.
If he doesn't leave now, if something doesn't appear that makes everyone excited, he won't have much chance to leave.
As soon as Wang Fan left, Feng Xiaomo and others noticed it.
Feng Xiaomo couldn't help but frown, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He was hesitating whether he should pursue him or not.
After all, although Wang Fan was important, his sword skills were also very important. If he just let it go, he would really not be willing to do so.
"Mr. Feng, you are here to bid for sword skills first, and I will chase that guy first to prevent him from getting away." Just when Feng Xiaomo hesitated, a young man beside him quickly stood up and said.
This young man is less than thirty, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes
, very handsome, but his voice was very cold, penetrating to the bone.
Although this guy is not as perverted as Luo Wuhen, he still has an extraordinary fifth-level cultivation and is very confident in his own strength.
He believed that the unknown Wang Fan was not his opponent and he could handle it.
"Then you must be careful. If anything happens, inform me as soon as possible. After I take pictures of this sword skill, I will go out to meet you immediately."
Feng Xiaomo nodded and said.
"Don't worry, Mr. Feng. I think that guy is very cool. He is not the seeded players at all. As for the young people participating in the competition this time, apart from the seeded players, I, Feng Huohai, am not afraid of anyone.
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Feng Huohai was full of confidence and looked like he didn't take Wang Fan seriously.
"Okay, you go ahead." Feng Xiaomo couldn't help but nodded after hearing this, and started to quote again.
If a transcendent warrior does not actively display his momentum, most people will not be able to detect his strength. Therefore, even Feng Xiaomo, who is on the ninth level of transcendence, was not aware of Wang Fan's specific strength.
The reason why Wang Fan can detect other people's strength is because his mental power is so incredible, otherwise he would not be able to detect other people's strength.
After Feng Huohai got Feng Xiaomo's consent, he immediately followed him out of the auction house without saying a word.
Not only Feng Huohai, but also many warriors who felt that there was no hope of taking pictures of the next treasure also got up and left.
Although they didn't dare to confront Feng Xiaomo, they still wanted to see if they could gain some benefits from Wang Fan.
After Wang Fan left the auction house, he didn't stop for a moment and immediately ran towards the mountains in the distance.
He didn't dare to go back to the hotel at this time. Going back to the hotel would not only mean that he would be unlucky, but it would also involve more innocent people.
Only by escaping into the mountains could he have a chance of survival.
Just let him live in the mountains
Taking the bloody three-flowered grass, his strength became one step closer, and he was no longer afraid of Feng Xiaomo.
Wang Fan's eyes were cold and his speed was so fast that he didn't even dare to stop for a moment.
After all, Feng Xiaomo was really powerful, but he had to be careful as he was a ninth level warrior.
An hour later, Wang Fan didn't feel Feng Xiaomo chasing him, and couldn't help but feel a little strange. Could it be that the guy didn't chase him out?
He didn't believe that with Feng Xiaomo's strength, he wouldn't be able to catch up with him in an hour.
It's just that Feng Xiaomo didn't chase him out, so who is chasing him behind?
Wang Fan couldn't help but slow down when he thought of this.
Before and after the auction, the only people he offended were Luo Wuhen and Feng Xiaomo. If anyone else dared to chase him and take a peek at his belongings, then don't blame Wang Fan for being rude.
What's more, Wang Fan is only afraid of Feng Xiaomo. He is not afraid of anyone else as long as their strength is not at the ninth level. Even if they are at the eighth level, he is still capable of fighting!
Feng Huohai was already a little frightened. He didn't expect that he had been chasing Wang Fan for an hour even though he was on the fifth level of the mortal world, and he still hadn't caught up.
This is really incredible.
Just when Feng Huohai was thinking about this, he suddenly discovered that Wang Fan was missing and he had lost Wang Fan's aura.
He couldn't help but stopped where he was, and was stunned for a moment.
He could clearly detect Wang Fan's aura before, but why couldn't he detect it now? Could it be that Wang Fan was out of his range of perception?
"Are you chasing me? You are really brave. You dare to chase me alone!"
Just when Feng Huohai was shocked, a cold voice suddenly came out, and then he was horrified to find that Wang Fan walked out not far from him.
Feng Huohai looked at Wang Fan who suddenly appeared, his eyelids jumped, and a chill instantly appeared in his heart.
This chapter has been completed!