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Chapter 404 Fierce Battle

Chapter [-] Fierce Battle

An Ran listened to the fans' thoughts, and shook her head.

Looking around, all the insignificant people in the entire auction venue had dispersed, and the guards guarding the auction venue faced off against the real high-ranking monks, but they still fell behind.

Zhou Hai narrowed his eyes tightly, smiled triumphantly, and said viciously

"Century-year-old Gongyi family? Hmph, today is the beginning of its fall."

Even though the number of the other party was less than ten people, it still disturbed the auction venue.

At the corner of the second floor, a figure of a person stood side by side, dressed in brocade robes, with bronze skin, handsome and straight side face, a pair of long and narrow eyes slightly narrowed, leaning against the next to the pillar, as if Everything that happened on the court had nothing to do with him, he was just watching a play.

An Ran frowned, Situ Hai did not leave with Situ Bo and his party, what is the point of staying here?
Seemingly aware of An Ran's gaze, Situ Hai's long and narrow eyes narrowed even tighter as their eyes met.

It was unexpected that the submissive girl who trembled whenever she saw him could shoot such a sharp light.

During his absence, many interesting things seem to have happened here.

With this sound, three fast-moving black-clothed and masked men suddenly sprang out of the No. [-] box, which had never been entered or left. dispose of.

The quick movements of these three men have already broken the balance that was barely maintained.

An Ran didn't care about Situ Hai, and wanted to jump up to the second floor and fight with him.

Hearing Xia Bing's voice like a nightingale was tinged with anger for some reason, he grabbed An Ran's wrist,
"Leave these three to me, don't worry."

An Ran turned around and met Xia Bing's gaze, seeing her full of confidence, nodded.

"Be careful."

The men in black, who were originally protecting Zhou Hai, had received some orders and rushed towards the first floor one after another.

Originally, Kumu Nanwen, Nandong, Wuxia, Fan Tuan were in the middle of a fight with the five high-ranking cultivators. Fan Tuan's attacks were very slow, and because of their human bodies, their actions were not as swift as they were when they were monsters.

Zhou Wuxia wondered at first, where did this milk doll come from?
Later, I saw the fighting power of the fan group. It was obvious that the chubby claws attacked so fiercely that they waved and then unexpectedly cut the opponent's thigh with a huge cut, and the bones were deep.

The fierce shouts of the opponent resounded even more throughout the auction venue.

All of a sudden, Zhou Wuxia changed his view of this milk doll.

Similarly, it was not only Zhou Wuxia who was shocked, but also the two brothers Nanwen and Nandong.

I can't help feeling a kind of rejoicing in my heart, fortunately, this milk doll was recruited by An Ran, no no, fortunately, it is not an enemy of An Ran.

Especially the bloody thighs where the white bones where the flesh and blood connect can be seen.

An Ran quickly took two steps forward, facing the three men in black who just jumped down from the second floor.

At first, the three senior cultivators didn't pay much attention to An Ran, but even a girl who was a second-rank cultivator dared to act presumptuously in front of them.

An Ran flipped his right wrist, Yinsi struck out, and hit the head of the middle man. Several men were also veterans, and they retreated quickly.

The other 2 men stepped forward to attack, An Ran did not retreat but advanced, the silver thread swept across the air with a piercing momentum, and his innate intuition told the two men in black who wanted to attack, retreat!

An Ran stepped forward nimbly, pressing on the man in black in the middle

Without giving any chance to resist, he suddenly drew closer, and the black dagger in his left hand was already in his hand at some point, and wiped it straight to the man's neck. There was no way to avoid it. Blood sprayed, and a deep bloody mouth appeared on the man's chest. neck.

The silver thread was loosened, the man's eyes widened, and the sword on his right hand had already touched An Ran's neck. The difference was the difference between life and death. Then, his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he fell heavily on the ground. I can't afford it.

Blood stained the ground, quickly rendering under the man's body.

One hit and a quick retreat.

An Ran stood three feet away, a smile cracked on her originally dull face, it just so happened that the blood of the man in black splashed onto her left cheek, this smile was not as gentle and delicate as it used to be, on the contrary it looked like blood Sha, very penetrating.

just listen to the sound
"Belittle your enemies, but you will bring disaster to yourself."

There was light in his eyes, and he looked at the other two men.

She seems to have become more cruel, after being imprisoned by Dongfang Ji for a day and a night, picking off her hamstrings and crushing her wrists.

That kind of pain, panic, really penetrated into the soul.

As a result, killing people has become less unacceptable.

If others want to take my life, how can I back down?

The silver thread seemed to feel the inner prayer of the owner, and it vibrated slightly on An Ran's wrist. The original light-colored silver thread was plated with a layer of crimson, as if it had once been infested in blood.

Fan Tuan seemed to be able to empathize with them, and after sweeping out the sharp fat claws, he quickly backed away, then jumped down the second floor without saying a word, and then flew in the direction of An Ran.

Since Xia Bing met the three masked men who moved swiftly like assassins, they fought back steadily and had no choice but to protect themselves.

Xia Bing was so imposing, he gritted his teeth

"Why didn't you fight back? Didn't you fight vigorously just now? En?!"

The three masked men looked at each other, each with a look of annoyance in their cold eyes, they tiptoed around, neither letting her hurt nor being hurt by her.

Until one of them lowered his head and opened his mouth

"Miss, spare your life."

Xia Bing released the cold blade in his hand, pinched his waist with both hands, and could see the appearance of this unruly young lady at a glance.

"Ah Shui, where's daddy?"

I saw the man on the far left hesitated, hesitating and wondering whether he should speak or not.

The young lady on the opposite side snorted, jumped onto the railing on the second floor, and her eyes fell on the No. [-] box.

"Father, if you don't come out again, I will never go back again!"

Then, after waiting for a while, a middle-aged man walked out of the No. [-] box, with a gentle expression on his face, and he was extremely powerful if he looked at his clothes.

The aura on his body should not be underestimated. When the three masked men saw the approaching person, Hua Du respectfully saluted him.

The man looked at Xia Bing who was standing on the fence.

The sound is magnetic and gentle
"Xiaobing, come down"

Xia Bing pouted, with a face of reluctance, jumped down, stepped forward and hugged the man's arm
"Daddy, did you do it on purpose? You actually sent Ah Shui and the others to smash up Gongyi's auction venue."

Hearing Xia Bing's father, the identity of the person in front of him became clear.

The owner of Yanyu Pavilion, Xia Ziang.

Xia Ziang showed rare kindness on his face, and touched Xia Bing's head
"If I really want to smash it, can you stop it?"

(End of this chapter)