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Chapter 2103 Xuanmen is coming!

And at this moment.

Lu Fan has withdrawn his gaze.

An auction in Nanhai Province actually caused such a major sensation in China's martial arts, which caused the major forces who had just recovered their troops in the four secret realms and had not even prepared for the time to recover from their injuries to arrive here without stopping.

It is obvious that they all know the whereabouts of Qingwu, No. 8, just like themselves.

But, where did they come from?

Someone was deliberately spreading the news about Qingwu, which wanted to cause chaos in the world.

He lowered his head.

It is time to have a good chat with the man in black. If someone really wants to take this opportunity to seize the general trend of the world and control all families, then he must also prepare in advance to welcome the upcoming new wave of impact.

Just as I was thinking, the entire venue suddenly began to be crazy, and the girls downstairs turned into fanatics and screamed wildly.

Only Lu Fan, whose eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes showed a cold light!

boom!

Several gorgeous lights suddenly enveloped the entire auction venue and landed around the venue in an extremely gorgeous manner. A terrifying aura rushed from outside the open door, pressing like a mountain. Many ordinary people without cultivation fruits suddenly felt as if they were on a plateau, extremely stuffy, some of them were weak, even pale and swaying.

Tang Huanxi, Qin Chaoge, Qin Ruhai, Zhong Boyong and others around Lu Fan were like this, their faces changed from pale to plateau red, and their chests were bulging high, making it difficult to exhale a breath of turbid air in their chests. It was not until Lu Fan snorted and eliminated the invisible power that they recovered.

"snort."

He snorted coldly in his heart, "A little trick, pretending to be a ghost."

The group of people who came in the end obviously did not worry about the exposure of so many ordinary people present and the media reporters, unscrupulously releasing their own innate pressure. This domineering behavior made Lu Fan feel extremely dissatisfied.

Also dissatisfied were the ten major families sitting in the audience and the members of the Yu family.

"Sorry, everyone, the people from Qianshamen are late."

The light faded, and more than a dozen men and women appeared at the door, both old and young. The old man was as powerful as a dragon, dominating the world, and a terrifying aura was released from him. Although the other young men and women looked young, the oldest was only in their early twenties, they all looked arrogant and looked at them without any gaze. Every move was full of awesomeness.

"Thousand Killing Sect, one of the three major mythological gates!"

Lu Fan's face changed slightly, and he stared at the crowd walking in below.

"So it's you..."

Yu Qian, who had already gotten up and his muscles were tight and about to take action, suddenly relaxed his momentum, with a strange expression on his face: "I didn't expect you would come today, so I didn't say hello in advance, so we can send someone to pick you up."

"Why is the young master of the Yu family so polite to these people?"

Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"This must be a very important guest today. The light columns just now were all special effects. I was shocked by the way they were welcomed. It was so realistic. I thought some gods would come to participate in this auction."
Chapter completed!
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