"Haha, the team leader broke through the two-star Douzer so quickly. I believe it is just around the corner!"

Lin Fan said generously with a loud laugh, obviously not taking the beard that had just been sent to the rescuers.

"Brother is joking. I am satisfied that I can get to a two-star fighter in my life. How dare I expect the three-star fighter?"

Zhao Tiechu laughed at himself, and a faint faint loss flashed across the corner of his eyes.

Originally, his talent was not very good, but he only obtained the Xuan-level martial arts given by Lin Fan, and then he broke through to the fighter in one fell swoop.

But later, his vitality was damaged due to the forced use of secret techniques. At this time, he had not had a few years to survive. He was already very satisfied that he could break through to the two-star fighter before his death.

Lin Fan touched his nose, gently patted Zhao Tiech's shoulder, and smiled and said, "What does the commander say? It's not difficult for the three-star fighter to do. With the commander's talent, in time, you will definitely achieve something!"

"Then thank your brother for your good words."

He responded with a smile indifferently, and Zhao Tiechui turned his head to look at the entrance of the passage.

The three guards were still hesitating on the spot, and were quite helpless about the contempt of the two in front of them. Who made them fighters?

Soon, a large number of people came out of the passage, leading a middle-aged man in black, which was Hao Jian.

"Lin Fan, you dare to come here to make trouble. Don't think that if Miss Yafei supports you, I dare not deal with you."

As soon as he walked out of the passage, Hao Jian immediately glared at Lin Fan and spoke inappropriately.

As soon as he said that, Lin Fan immediately took a step forward, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "What do you mean?"

If he still couldn't tell that it was Hao Jian who was messing around at this time, it would be a bit stupid.

"What do I mean?"

He glanced at Lin Fan with disdain, Hao Jian turned his body, pointed to the entrance of the passage, and said, "Miss Yafei said that if you want to enter through the VIP passage, you must be a VIP from the auction house."

After saying a word, Hao Jian turned to Lin Fan again and tilted his mouth disdainfully: "Are you qualified?"

"Haha, Captain Hao Jian is indeed as his name."

He shook his head helplessly, and Lin Fan smiled embarrassedly: "Are you planning to avenge your personal revenge under the banner of Concubine Ya?"

"asshole!"

Having glared at Lin Fan, Hao Jian waved his hand: "Brothers, drive this guy away."

"Yes, captain!"

Behind Hao Jian, the guards all pulled out their weapons and surrounded Lin Fan.

What happened at the entrance of the passage had already attracted many people to stop and watch. Everyone pointed at Lin Fan, all wondering where the young man had the courage to provoke the Temir Auction House.

"Haha, that's all?"

His eyes jumped over the guards, Lin Fan touched his nose and said, "Since you Hao Jian is trying hard to force each other, I don't care about Concubine Ya's face."

As he finished speaking, Lin Fan's figure flashed and turned into a black afterimage and rushed into the crowd.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A series of muffled sounds sounded, and wherever Lin Fan passed, guards flew backwards, and then fell to the ground and wailed.

"Arrogant boy!"

Hao Jian shouted angrily, and even burst out with the momentum of a two-star fighting master, waving his palm to rush towards Lin Fan.

However, he forgot about Zhao Tiecheng.

As soon as Hao Jian moved, Zhao Tiech made a mistake and blocked his way. He held a long sword in his hand, stared at the tiger's eyes and roared: "Your opponent is me!"

He raised his right hand and held it into a hook claw shape. Hao Jian gave up Lin Fan and rushed towards Zhao Tiechu.

"Good come!"

Zhao Tiechhui shook his long knife in his hand, and his steps moved continuously, and he met without fear.

The two have the same realm, so naturally no one is afraid of each other.

When we went back and forth, although the fighting skills Hao Jian used was better than Zhao Tiehui, the body skills Zhao Tiehui tempered during life and death were also excellent, and he fought for a while.

In the battle on the other side, Lin Fan was surrounded by the reacting guards after the sudden outbreak. After all, there were many advanced fighters among those guards.

But what they can do is just surround it.

Lin Fan's strange body movements, coupled with fierce fists and feet, would be hit by him if he was not careful and would be seriously injured.

From time to time, as long as Lin Fan makes any moves, someone will fly backwards.

Compared to Lin Fan's slightly fancy moves, the onlookers are more inclined to watch Zhao Tiechui and Hao Jian.

After all, confrontations between fighting men are rare in Wutan City.

Moreover, the two of them were from guards and mercenaries. The fighting skills used were all of them with extremely fierce and fierce moves. They were naturally more eye-catching.

After another punch, Lin Fan also glanced at the battle between the two of them with his eyes, and was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that Hao Jian would break through the two-star fighter as well.

At this time, the battle between the two fighting masters was in full swing.

"You're pretty good, but you're dead.

Before I die, I will show my compassion to let you see the power of Xuan-level fighting skills.

White Mang’s sharp claws!”

With a head-on strike, Hao Jian stared at Zhao Tiechhui with a stern look. On the fingertips that were bent into sharp claws, the pale white fighting spirit quickly gathered into ten sharp thorns. After a ferocious smile, his claws danced, causing a sound of breaking the wind, and attacked Zhao Tiechhui fiercely.

"It turned out to be a mysterious fighting skill. The fighter who used the sword would probably be defeated."

"Who said, didn't you see that the man's fierce aura has not weakened at all?"

As soon as the Xuan-level fighting skills were released, the onlookers immediately began to discuss, but most people believed that Zhao Tiehui would definitely lose.

His eyes swept towards Zhao Tiechu again, but seeing that there was no desire to retreat in his eyes, the hand holding the long sword slowly raised it.

"Slaying stone!"

With a loud shout, a huge sword shadow formed by a yellow fighting spirit surged from the long sword in Zhao Tiechhui's hand.

It is the yellow-level advanced fighting skills, gravel slash!

The moment the sword shadow was formed, Zhao Tiech stepped on the ground and shot towards Hao Jian who was attacking.

Looking at the long sword that was coming towards him, Hao Jian sneered disdainfully, and the spike formed by the fighting spirit at his fingertips suddenly poked forward.

"Bang!"

The knife and claws were connected, and a muffled sound exploded at the junction like muffled thunder.

Zhao Tiechui and Hao Jian ejaculated backwards almost at the same time.

After his body slammed heavily on the wall behind him, Hao Jian looked at Zhao Tiechu who fell into the foreground with horror.

He couldn't understand why a mercenary born in poverty would be equal to the battle with him at the same level.

And after using the Xuan-level fighting skills, he still has no distinction between the top and bottom.

In the crowd, Zhao Tiechui stood up, shook his numb arms, swept his eyes to Hao Jian beside the wall, and said in a faint voice: "The Xuan-level fighting skills are just like that."

As soon as this said, Hao Jian's face became even more shocked. Then he remembered that the fighting skills Zhao Tiechui had just used was just a yellow-level battle.

In other words, I had a draw with someone who was slightly inferior in martial arts and fighting skills?
Chapter completed!