Everyone present was stunned.

With just one move, an ancient martial arts master like Li Changsheng couldn't stand up?

It's a long life!

The guy in the white suit, or is he not human?

Yang Qingling was stunned.

Shen Aotian was also stunned.

Even Li Changsheng, who knelt on the ground again, was stunned at this moment.

He stared at the ground in disbelief, his burly body trembling uncontrollably.

Since he cultivated ancient martial arts, in order to make himself have stronger combat effectiveness, he did not hesitate to temper his physique by various inhumane means.

Up to now, among the seven-rank ancient martial arts masters, his physical strength can already be proud.

However, just one palm!

not only directly made him kneel on the ground, but also made him not even qualified to stand up.

He jerked his head up and looked in horror at the man in the white suit.

How strong is he?

Immediately, his eyes looked at the figure who was lazily reclining on the chair.

What made him want to vomit blood was that the man, his eyes still didn't look at him.

If it had been before, he would have felt that the man was mocking him.

But now, he understood, the man was clearly disdainful!

How strong should that man be?

Jiang Zu took in Li Changsheng's horror from the corner of his eyes, but he smiled slightly, extremely indifferent.

In the eyes of others, Li Changsheng couldn't stand up after being slapped by Xiao Qi, and his methods were like ghosts and gods.

But, in his eyes, it was just a small trick of Xiao Qi.

When Xiao Qiyi slapped his palm on Li Changsheng's face just now, at the same time, a wave of aura directly invaded Li Changsheng's body.

As long as Xiao Qi thinks about it, let alone make Li Changsheng unable to stand up, even if Li Changsheng is killed on the spot, it is just a thought.

The gap between the ancient martial arts master and the true cultivator, the heavenly chasm!

If the barrier could not be broken, the ancient martial arts master would only be pressed to the ground by the cultivator and rubbed.

Inside the venue.

There was dead silence.

Everyone felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet to the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

If it was before, everyone could still think that Jiang Zu relied on his own money and status and Zheng Tianlong to dare to declare war on the Yang family and act recklessly.

Even, some upper-class wealthy families only superficially think that Jiang Zu is pure recklessness and arrogance, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

But now, everybody knows.

People do have this capital!

It doesn't matter about money and status, the real capital is his own strength!

Li Changsheng, who was notorious, couldn't stop a move in the face of his entourage.

This kind of strength is indeed enough to look down on everyone present.

When the fist is big enough, the so-called power of money is really just a joke.

Jiang Zu rubbed his chin and looked at Yang Qingling, who was already stunned on the auction table.

"Now, it's time to start your show."

Yang Qingling's delicate body trembled, and her beautiful face became a little pale.

She glanced at Li Changsheng, who was kneeling on the ground, and then at Shen Aotian, who was full of horror.

In the end, her eyes fell on the dozen or so Heavenly Pavilion bodyguards.

Shen Aotian came for revenge, and invited Li Changsheng, a seven-rank ancient martial arts master.

Even so, they were all put down with one move.

So here's the problem.

Are these dozen or so bodyguards enough for Jiang Zu to hammer him?

The answer obviously made Yang Qingling desperate.

The bodyguards of the Heavenly Pavilion are just some people who can fight.

Not to mention challenging Jiang Zu, even if more than a dozen bodyguards faced Li Changsheng, they all had to lie down.

But Jiang Zu's words made it difficult for Yang Qingling to ride a tiger.

On one side is the dignity and face of the Yang family.

On the one hand, there is a strength that makes people desperate.

"The Yang family, this time it is really kicked to the iron plate, Yang Qingling is difficult to ride a tiger, if you don't make a move, overnight, the Yang family will become a laughing stock in Rongcheng."

"Tsk...... Look away, really look away! Indeed, how could a tycoon like Zheng Lao help a hairy boy at any cost? ”

"The face of the Yang family is going to be completely smashed into the mud tonight, and this auction is also completely smashed."

……

Whispers, echoing in the venue.

One after another gloating eyes looked at Yang Qingling on the auction table.

Feeling those gazes, Yang Qingling felt like she was being pricked by countless needles.

Disgrace!

What a shame!

She hated this feeling very much, and she approached Chen Mingyang at any cost and plundered the Chen family so that she could no longer feel this feeling of being despised and ridiculed by everyone.

But now, with the advent of this man.

The feeling that I hadn't felt in three years was over again.

She was like a venomous snake, squinting at the lazy figure.

That's just at this time.

Jiang Zu's gaze and Yang Qingling looked at each other, he rubbed his chin, and said with a cold smile: "Fame will not die, it is not clear." ”

The voice was very soft, but it exploded in Yang Qingling's ears like thunder.

Yang Qingling was like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and it exploded in an instant.

"Call me! Beat them to death for me! ”

When they landed, more than a dozen bodyguards gritted their teeth and rushed towards Jiang Zu and them with resolute expressions.

"Huh!"

Zheng Tianlong sat majestically on the chair, his face full of disdain.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Zu slowly stood up, stretched his waist, and yawned: "None of them can fight, it's a waste of time, little seven and eight." ”

"Order!"

Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba responded at the same time, and then the aura poured out from his body at the same time, like a ghost, and rushed towards more than a dozen bodyguards.

Jiang Zu, on the other hand, put his hands behind his back and walked towards Yang Qingling on the auction table with his head held high.

"Stop, stop him! Stop him for me! ”

Yang Qingling was so frightened that her face was pale, and her heart was beating wildly.

At this moment, the sneering figure in her sight was like a ghost, bringing her a great fear.

A bodyguard rushed in front of Jiang Zu first, and smashed Jiang Zu in the face with a punch.

"Mr. Jiang, be careful!"

Zheng Tianlong's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed and reminded.

However, Jiang Zu did not stop, still with his hands behind his back, his head held high, and walked to the auction table step by step.

He didn't even blink his eyes.

However.

Bang!

A loud bang.

The bodyguard who smashed his fist at Jiang Zu flew out directly upside down like a broken pocket.

A black figure stood proudly beside Jiang Zu: "Hurt my young master, you are also worthy?" ”

Immediately, Hachi pounced on the rest of the bodyguards like a beast.

Time, at this moment, seems to be slowed down.

All eyes looked at the figure with their heads held high in horror.

The sound of gasping and cooling air again and again, like a tidal wave, echoed in the venue.

No matter how fierce the battle was around, that figure was still strolling idly, and no one could stop it!

Two figures, one black and one white, surrounded that figure, smashing everyone who dared to approach them into the air.

That kind of calm temperament that turned the world upside down, I was calm and breezy was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every upper-class wealthy family present, leaving an indelible impression.

Finally.

Under Yang Qingling's frightened screams.

Jiang Zu walked onto the auction table and walked in front of Yang Qingling.

And Xiao Qi Xiaoba also stopped at the same time.

More than a dozen bodyguards rushed over, all of whom flew upside down five or six meters away, fell to the ground, unable to stand up.

"You, what do you want to do? This, this is in my Yang Family Heavenly Pavilion! ”

Yang Qingling's delicate body trembled in horror, and she looked at Jiang Zu in front of her with a hideous face.

"Ants only bark to hide their fear."

Jiang Zu sneered, raised his right hand, and picked up the ancestral jade pendant of the famous family from the master of ceremonies: "I'm just taking my brother's relics, what are you panicking about?" I don't kill women. ”

"Put, put down the jade pendant! That's mine, fame is for me! ”

Yang Qingling's delicate body trembled, as if she was crazy, and pounced on the jade pendant.

Syllable!

The slap was crisp and loud.

Yang Qingling froze in place, covering her cheek with her right hand, and it hurt hotly.

The severe pain, humiliation, and resentment made her tears rise in her beautiful eyes, and she looked at Jiang Zu in disbelief.

"I don't kill women, and I don't say anything, I don't beat women."

Jiang Zu looked at Yang Qingling with a cold expression, and narrowed his eyes: "You slut, insulting my brother, and having the cheekiness to leave a famous relic?" This slap is a little forced in your heart! ”