Infinite Defense

Compared with the last time they met, they looked even more pitiful at this time. The girl with a slightly higher cultivation base was dripping with blood from being whipped, and there were traces of coagulated blood on her clothes.

When Fu Kun walked out, everyone in the audience was very confused.

The auction should prohibit other people from taking the stage. What's the situation with this person?

"Catch him quickly, he has snatched the water pearl!"

Behind Fu Kun, the boy shouted loudly.

This scene also attracted the attention of the three girls. Not far away, they saw a familiar figure walking towards them, wearing a red robe.

The corners of the clothes, which were as red as fire, moved with the wind.

"It's from the Beili Sect!"

Someone exclaimed, the Beili Sect has become very famous recently, and the iconic red robe was naturally recognized by some people.

Fu Kun just stepped forward, ignoring anyone, the wind around him was getting stronger and stronger, and a vortex-shaped storm formed around him in the center of the venue.

"Senior sister... that person, I seem to have seen him somewhere!"

Beibei pointed at Fu Kun who was walking towards them, her face full of doubts.

But she couldn't remember, who is this person?

Chen Wan immediately remembered the wind-type spiritual cultivation.

She said, "It's the guy I met in Lingzhou!"

"Catch him!"

A group of thugs from the auction house swarmed and attacked Fu Kun.

These people are all spiritual practitioners, but their cultivation base is not high.

Fu Kun didn't even bother to pull out his knife, and he slapped them across the air, the wind pressure in his palm exploded, and they went faster than when they came, hitting the wall at the edge of the venue one by one.

"What are you doing, this is the Tianmen Sect's auction house!"

The auctioneer also had a look of fear on his face. He looked around and wondered why no one came yet?

"I know, why, Tianmenzong has never been robbed?"

Fu Kun said with a smile that he is still very happy now, at least he has a legitimate reason to rob, and the key is that he doesn't have to return the money.

A joint sect like the Tianmen Sect has power all over Cangyun, who would dare to make such trouble in Cangyun?

Fu Kun's foot had already stepped on the steps of the auction stage.

"Arrogant boy, do you think that using thaumaturgy to create a vortex here can cover up your identity as a person with crippled veins?!"

Among the crowd, a rugged man leaped forward, with a burly figure as high as two meters, and a heavy machete in his hand on his shoulder.

The fire aura surged unscrupulously, and he looked at Fu Kun as if he was looking at a small shrimp.

The person in front of him is obviously a useless person whose meridians have been disabled. He does not know how to create this spiritual vortex to make others misunderstand his strength.

Fu Kun saw that there was someone more in front of him, and frowned slightly.

The people around were all in the mood of watching a good show, and they didn't plan to make a move.

No one cares about how the auction house has anything to do with them.

"Dare to make trouble here, go to hell!"

The thick and heavy knife of the rugged man was raised high, and he slashed at Fu Kun with one blow.

Ask about the strength of the peak period of the art realm.

As soon as he made a move, Fu Kun felt it, and his figure flashed, but he didn't bother to talk to him.

His speed was so fast that he even left an afterimage on the spot.

Fu Kun appeared in front of the three girls, and he said, "Stand up, and I'll cut off the lock for you."

air!

The machete slashed in the empty space, and the wooden floor was cut into a three-meter-long crack from the end of the venue.

Chen Wan stood up, and said excitedly, "Hurry up, Han Gexiu from Tianmen Sect is also here, you won't be able to escape with us!"

She was really grateful to Fu Kun for standing up when she saw them, but she didn't want to hurt the person who was willing to save them.

The knife on Fu Kun's waist was pulled out, and the shackles on her hands were cut off.

"Stinky boy, when did you get there!"

The big man behind him realized that Fu Kun had run behind him at some point, and quickly turned around and swung his knife.

Fu Kun moved his fingers slightly, and the wind that had been drifting in the auction room began to howl.

A huge suction force pulled the cart behind him, and one of them fell off the auction stage without standing still.

At this time, Fu Kun had time to ask: "Han Gexiu? Who is it, and what cultivation level is it?"

He doesn't know everyone, at least he has never heard of Han Gexiu.

"are you talking about me?"