"Haha, the head of the regiment broke through the two-star fighter so quickly, presumably breaking through the three-star fighter is just around the corner!"

Lin Fan said with a hearty laugh, obviously not taking the beard that had just gone to the rescue in his eyes.

"Brother said with a smile, I can get a two-star fighter in this life, I am already satisfied, where do I dare to expect a three-star fighter."

Zhao Tiehammer laughed at himself, and an imperceptible loss flashed in the corner of his eye.

Originally, his talent was not very good, but he got the Xuan-level exercises given by Lin Fan, and he broke through the fighting master in one fell swoop.

But later, because of the forcible use of secret methods, his vitality was damaged, and at this time there were no years to live, and he was already very satisfied with being able to break through the two-star Doushi before he died.

Lin Fan touched his nose, gently patted Zhao Tiezhu's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Where does the head of the regiment say, it is not difficult for the three-star fighter, with the talent of the head of the regiment, given time, there will definitely be something to achieve!" ”

"Then thanks to my brother's good words."

Responding with a smile that didn't matter, Zhao Tiehammer turned his head to look at the entrance of the passage.

The three guards were still hesitating in place, and they were quite helpless about the contempt of the two people in front of them.

Not long after, a large number of people poured out of the passage, led by a middle-aged man dressed in black, who was Hao Jian.

"Lin Fan, you dare to come here to make trouble, don't think that I won't dare to clean you up if Miss Yafei supports you."

As soon as he walked out of the passage, Hao Jian immediately glared at Lin Fan angrily, and his words were not good.

As soon as the words came out, Lin Fan immediately stepped forward, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "What do you mean?" ”

At this time, if he couldn't see that Hao Jian was doing ghosts, he would be too stupid.

"What do I mean?"

Glancing at Lin Fan with disdain, Hao Jian turned sideways, pointed to the entrance of the passage, and then said, "Miss Yafei said that if you want to enter through the VIP passage, you must be a VIP of the auction house." ”

After saying a word, Hao Jian turned to Lin Fan again, and crooked his mouth disdainfully: "You, are you qualified?" ”

"Hehe, Captain Hao Jian is really as good as his name."

Shaking his head helplessly, Lin Fan smiled: "Are you preparing to announce your personal vendetta under the banner of Concubine Ya?" ”

"Bastard!"

Glaring at Lin Fan angrily, Hao Jian waved his hand: "Brothers, drive this guy away for me." ”

"Yes, Captain!"

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

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

"Hehe, that's all?"

His eyes jumped over the guards, Lin Fan touched his nose and said, "Since you Hao Jian are working hard, then I can't care about Concubine Ya's face." ”

When the words landed, Lin Fan's figure flashed, turning into a black afterimage and rushing into the crowd.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A series of muffled sounds sounded, and where Lin Fan passed, one by one the guards flew out upside down, 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 fighter, waving his palm and rushing towards Lin Fan.

However, he forgot about Zhao Tiehammer.

As soon as Hao Jian moved, Zhao Tiehammer made a mistake in his footsteps, blocking his way, holding a long knife horizontally in his hand, glaring at the tiger and roaring: "Your opponent is me!" ”

With his right hand raised and held in the shape of a hooked claw, Hao Jian gave up on Lin Fan and rushed towards Zhao Tiehammer instead.

"It's good to come!"

Zhao Tiehammer shook the long knife in his hand, and his steps moved continuously, and he was not afraid to meet it.

The two are in the same realm, so naturally no one is afraid of anyone.

You come and go, although the fighting skills used by Hao Jian are stronger than Zhao Tiehammer, but Zhao Tiehammer's body skills honed between life and death are also very good, and they fought quite well for a while.

In the battle on the other side, after Lin Fan's sudden outbreak before, he was also surrounded by the guards who reacted at this time, after all, among those guards, there were many high-level fighters.

But all they can do is surround them.

Lin Fan's strange body style, coupled with fierce fists and feet, as long as he is careless, he will be hit by it, and he will inevitably be injured.

From time to time, as long as Lin Fan made a move, someone would fly out upside down.

Compared with Lin Fan's slightly fancy moves, the onlookers were more inclined to watch Zhao Tiehammer and Hao Jian's side.

After all, the confrontation between the fighters is rare in Utan City.

Moreover, one of the two was born as a guard and the other was born as a mercenary, and the fighting skills they used were all extremely fierce moves, and their fists were to the flesh, which was naturally more eye-catching.

After blasting one of the guards into vomiting blood and flying upside down with another punch, Lin Fan also glanced at the battle between the two with his residual vision, and he was also slightly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that Hao Jian had also broken through the two-star fighter.

At this time, the battle between the two fighters was already in white heat.

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

Before I die, I have great mercy to show you the power of Xuan-level fighting skills.

White Claws! ”

Hitting hard and retreating, Hao Jian stared at Zhao Tiehammer with a solemn gaze, and on the fingertips that were bent into sharp claws, the pale white fighting qi quickly gathered into ten spikes, and after a hideous smile, the claws danced, bringing a sound of breaking wind, and attacked Zhao Tiehammer fiercely.

"It turned out to be a Xuan-level fighting skill, and the fighter who made the knife was probably going to be defeated."

"Who said that you didn't see that the fierceness of that man's body had not diminished in the slightest?"

As soon as the Xuanjie fighting skills came out, the onlookers immediately began to discuss, but most people thought that Zhao Tiehammer would definitely be defeated.

His gaze swept to Zhao Tiehammer again, but seeing that there was no retreat in his eyes, the hand holding the long knife slowly raised.

"Gravel Slash!"

With a burst of shouts, a huge sword shadow formed by yellow fighting qi gushed out from the long knife in Zhao Tiehammer's hand.

It is the Yellow Rank Advanced Fighting Skill, Stone Breaker Slash!

At the moment when the sword shadow was formed, Zhao Tiehammer's soles slammed on the ground and shot towards the attacking Hao Jian.

Looking at the oncoming long knife, Hao Jian sneered disdainfully, and the spikes formed by the fighting qi of his fingertips suddenly poked forward.

"Bang!"

The claws of the knives met, and there was a muffled sound, like a muffled thunder, exploding at the junction.

Zhao Tiehammer and Hao Jian's bodies shot out almost at the same time.

After slamming his body on the wall behind him, Hao Jian looked at Zhao Tiehammer who fell into the audience with a shocked face.

He couldn't figure out why a mercenary who was born poor could be on a par with him in the same realm.

And after using his own Xuan-level fighting skills, he still didn't distinguish between superior and inferior.

In the crowd, Zhao Tiehammer stood up, shook his numb arm, swept his gaze to Hao Jian on the wall, and said lightly: "Xuan-level fighting skills, but that's it." ”

As soon as these words came out, the horror on Hao Jian's face became even stronger, and then he remembered that the fighting technique that Zhao Tiezhu was using just now was only a yellow rank.

In other words, I fought a tie with a person whose fighting skills were slightly inferior?