Wuhan Qing, who was holding a gun in both hands, was no longer like the old Kui Kui that Fang Yuan saw earlier, but burst out with an almost substantial momentum in an instant, and at this moment, he felt more like a spear that stood up to the sky, unrivaled and unstoppable.

The sleeve rolled up the spear, and quickly crossed an arc in the air, and then, Wuhan Qing's left sleeve rolled the spear and passed through his left armpit fiercely, and slammed it to the ground behind him, and the tip of the spear in front of him was tightly pressed against the spear held in his right hand.

The third spear rested firmly on the ground, forming a stable structure, and from a distance, it seemed to form a kind of three-legged thick and heavy heavenly dome in the air.

"Drink!"

At this moment, the black-clothed fourth man who was rushing to the peak had already reached the peak, the muscles on his arms were knotted, and the green tendons were bursting up, with the momentum of thunder, as if he was pressing the top of Mount Tai.

"Boom!"

The dull sound of collision suddenly exploded in everyone's ears, and the decorations placed in the box from afar were blown around under the air flow of the collision.

And the dark Yuan Force and the pale cyan Yuan Li, as soon as they came into contact, it was like hot oil meeting the cold ice of winter, and they immediately emitted a tooth-sore and sharp sound of "Woo Ng" that was incompatible with fire and water.

Blocked!

Fang Yuan, who was far away at the door of the room, was overjoyed.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a martial king, and he is really extraordinary.

However, before Fang Yuan's joy could be expressed, suddenly, the box on the second floor of the auction hall, which had already been wide and wide, could no longer withstand the huge force of the two people attacking each other, and it collapsed with Wuhan Qing as the center.

With the collapse, Wuhan Qing, who had nowhere to relay, was directly slashed downstairs by the black-clothed old four, and even on the first floor of the auction venue, a round pit more than half a person was smashed.

The site was dusty, and there were even a small number of bricks falling from the second floor.

With the sound of fighting in the box on the second floor just now, the people who were still in the venue on the first floor had already begun to fidget, scratching their ears and cheeks and talking in a whisper, but after all, the entire box on the second floor was surrounded by glazed white crystal, and people who couldn't see the battle situation inside didn't dare to speculate, so they could only stare at the box on the second floor with wide eyes and nervously.

But as a person was knocked down, the people in the venue on the first floor suddenly sounded an uproar, they already knew that the box was sitting in the martial king, if even he was not defeated by this group of black-clothed people, then they could only be captured obediently on the scene, and they could wash and sleep.

Even, there are some people at the scene who are active, when they see Wuhan Qing being slashed down, they have already moved to sneak away through the side door while everyone's attention is in the box.

At this moment, Fang Yuan's heart, who was in the box from the beginning to the end, also suddenly rose to his throat, how was Wuhan Qing, was he injured, was there anything wrong? In an instant, all kinds of thoughts could not be suppressed in Fang Yuan's mind, which couldn't help but make him a little more worried in his heart.

"Hahaha, no wonder I've always felt a little familiar, it turned out to be a distinguished guest from the Netherworld Sect of the Vientiane Dynasty, and it was really the old man who was not welcome!" But before people could guess, suddenly there was a hearty laugh from the ruins on the first floor, and then a figure like a cyan cannonball instantly broke through the gravel buried on him, jumped up, and even jumped high above the entire box on the second floor: "Since it is a distinguished guest of the Netherworld Sect, here, then don't go!"

Wuhan Qing's eyes flashed with a cold gaze, Wuhan Qing in the air was not angry and arrogant, and the pale cyan Yuan Li agitated, blowing his sleeves to hunt: "Come and not be rude, how can there be a reason not to attack!"

The profound cultivation of Yuan Li can already allow him to stay in the air for a while.

Wuhan Qing reinserted the long gun that had been rolled up in his sleeve back into the butt of his back with a "scandium". Then, it was firmly wrapped in a pale gold spear that was only more than two meters long and inserted in the last robbery, and gently pulled it out with a look of remembrance, and gently stroked the complex lines on the gun with his right hand, Wuhan Qing seemed to remember his past eventful years------ this gun was the first gun that had accompanied him for countless years.

The pale golden spear was inconspicuous, but as Wuhan Qing pulled it out, the spear began to tremble slightly, emitting a low roar, as if it was responding to Wuhan Qing over and over again.

"Take the old man's move, the old man will allow you to walk out of the Tianyuan Dynasty!" Wuhan Qing glanced at the woman below calmly, and said without waves.

"Hmph, old horseman, take out any ability, I don't believe that you can still use so much yuan power after being hit by Wan Gusan for so long. Feeling the momentum in the air that made his heart palpitate, the black-clothed old man snorted coldly, frowned tightly and said.

"Fourth, come to me. The woman in black shouted at the fourth child, and said with a solemn face: "This old man still has some ability, don't take it lightly!" Before the woman in black invaded the auction, it can be said that she took great pains, in order not to attract the attention of the powerful cultivators at the auction house, she specially prepared this kind of Wan Gu San, which is not toxic, but can anesthetize Yuan Li for a long time. And I knew all about the people who were going to be there at the auction venue early on. According to the plan, the character in this box should be a young military general from the Martial Mansion.

It was only now that she discovered that she was far from the Martial King of the Tianyuan Dynasty. Even if they are hit, they still have the same strength as them.

Without waiting for the woman in black to think about it, as the color of remembrance in the eyes of Wuhan Qingshuang in the air receded, it was replaced by a cold gaze like two spears.

"Heavenly Shooting, Heavenly Gun!"

Wuhan Qing muttered the name of the move in a low voice, but the Yuan Force on the left sleeve was already like a substance, as Wuhan Qing's right hand gently brushed the body of the gun, the light cyan Yuan Force surged out, as if it had come to life, and began to burst out from Wuhan Qing's left arm, and climbed up the body of the spear inch by inch.

At first, the pale golden spear became more and more dazzling under the infusion of Yuan Li, and even made people feel that the sky had darkened, but the momentum on the spear that seemed to be able to break the sky was converging little by little, making people feel less than half a point!