Dandy Pill God-Chapter 192: Gang Force Martial Artist!

Zhu Fei’s complexion was extremely unsightly, very unsightly.

No matter what, he hadn’t expected that Ghost Saber and Broken Sword would be so easily swayed; a few words from Lv Chenglong had decided that they would join forces against him.

"Idiots!"

Zhu Fei spat out these two words coldly and then took a deep breath, his facial expression returning to normal.

Do you really think that the three of you joining forces can securely deal with me? Well then, since that’s the case, I might as well resolve all of you at once.

"Clang, clang, clang...!"

The Blue Treasure Sword in Zhu Fei’s hand suddenly trembled without reason, issuing a series of clashing sounds.

Threads of Sword Qi began to spread out from Zhu Fei at the center, continuously expanding toward the surroundings.

Invisible but substantial sword lights instantly carved fissures into the ground several meters around him.

"What a sword! I’ll be taking that sword on his body later, none of you are allowed to fight me for it!"

Broken Sword suddenly spoke up, his eyes revealing a fervent greed as he looked at the Blue Treasure Sword in Zhu Fei’s hand.

Lv Chenglong and Ghost Saber exchanged glances, nodding at each other, without arguing with Broken Sword at this time.

They understood that, at such a moment, the three of them had to join forces with all their might; at least before killing Zhu Fei, there could be no rift among them.

"Everyone, cease your actions!"

However, just at that moment, just as a fight to the death was about to erupt, a commanding shout suddenly rang in everyone’s ears.

Everyone looked back in astonishment to see several figures suddenly appearing on the open ground not far away.

The person at the forefront was an old man dressed in gray.

At this moment, his feet did not touch the ground, and he glided forward through the air; the vast aura emanating from him indicated that his cultivation did not belong to the Power Realm, but rather, he was a true Gang Force Martial Artist!

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...!" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

In just the blink of an eye, the old man in gray and his followers had already appeared between Zhu Fei and Lv Chenglong.

His sharp and authoritative gaze swiftly moved from Zhu Fei to Lv Chenglong and the others.

Under the scrutiny of the gray-clad elder, Zhu Fei suddenly felt a chill run up his spine, goosebumps rising on his back without reason.

Gang Force First Layer Martial Artist!

Zhu Fei was shocked in his heart; he knew that with his current level of cultivation, let alone facing this gray-clad elder, even if his cultivation were to rise to Qi Refining Eighth Level, he would not be his match.

Within a Gang Force Martial Artist’s body, True Qi is transformed into Gang Qi and, according to the amount transformed, they are divided into nine layers.

There is a vast difference between each layer.

A Gang Force Third Layer Martial Artist could even contend with the most ordinary early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

"What exactly was happening here just now? Don’t you all know that during the Treasure Pavilion auction event, you are not allowed to cause trouble at will?"

The old man in gray suddenly spoke up, his gaze then fell upon the two people who had been killed by Broken Sword earlier, his face immediately turning cold.

Pointing at the two bodies, he spoke in a chilling tone, "Who killed these two? Stand out on your own!"

"This...?"

Lv Chenglong and the others were immediately dumbfounded, especially Broken Sword, whose face turned pale in an instant, and a cold sweat broke out on his back as he stepped down right away.

He could never have imagined that the grey-clothed elder would suddenly inquire about the two people from earlier.

Because in his view, killing those two men was hardly an issue.

After all, similar incidents had happened during the Treasure Pavilion’s auctions in the past; it was acceptable as long as the conflict didn’t occur within the auction venue itself.

However, this time, Broken Sword felt that the grey-clothed elder’s demeanor seemed to suggest that he wanted to pursue the matter further.

"Were those two people killed by you?"

Before anyone else could speak, the grey-clothed elder had already discerned the situation from Broken Sword’s expression and the reactions of those present. He looked at Broken Sword with an unpleasant expression and asked coldly.

"That... Elder, I..."

"Boom!"

"Ah! Puh!"

In an instant, a visible swirl of Gang Qi erupted from the grey-clothed elder’s body and harshly struck Broken Sword’s chest in the blink of an eye!

Broken Sword barely had time to react before he screamed in agony, his body immediately sent flying backward as he spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this, Lv Chenglong and the others gasped in shock and couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

They were terrified by the grey-clothed elder’s formidable strength.

Keep in mind that Broken Sword was a well-known Late-stage Power Realm Martial Artist, who had been through countless major and minor battles. They wouldn’t believe it if someone said that Broken Sword had been unprepared for the grey-clothed elder.

And yet, that casual strike from the grey-clothed elder had still left Broken Sword severely injured, without the slightest chance to resist.

It became evident just how terrifying a true Gang Force Martial Artist could be.

At this moment, whether it was Ghost Saber or Lv Chenglong, all of them dropped their previously unassailable airs, becoming extremely cautious, not daring to even breathe heavily.

They had no choice; not to mention the identity of the person before them, just his terrifying Gang Force Martial Artist strength alone was not something they could afford to offend.

Even if the Lv family’s old patriarch himself were to come forward, he would not dare to put on any airs.

Although the Lv family was powerful, compared to the Treasure Pavilion, it was nearly as insignificant as an ant.

"This serves as a minor warning for your earlier actions. Should there be a next time, you will be executed without mercy!"

The grey-clothed elder glanced at Broken Sword struggling to get up from the ground and casually said this. Then he took a deep breath and, supported by his powerful Gang Qi, projected his voice miles away.

"I, Hong Ye of the Treasure Pavilion, hereby specially declare that this auction hosted by our Treasure Pavilion differs from past events. Anyone entering within five miles of our auction venue is strictly forbidden to engage in any conflict. Violators will be seen as provoking the Treasure Pavilion and will be put to death!"

Having said this, Hong Ye turned his head to look at Zhu Fei, Lv Chenglong, and the others and warned again:

"I’ll overlook this incident, but there must not be a second time; otherwise, I trust you understand the consequences."

"We understand, we understand. Please rest assured, Elder Hong Ye; such an incident will not occur again,"

Lv Chenglong and the others, as well as Ghost Saber, immediately nodded to Hong Ye with a smile, looking as respectful as they possibly could.

Zhu Fei, however, did not speak, but when Hong Ye’s gaze turned to him once more, he finally nodded his head as well.

"Xue Yuan, have a few people stay behind here. I’ll be heading back now."

Hong Ye instructed a white-haired elder in traditional attire standing behind him and then suddenly dashed away, completely disappearing from everyone’s sight in the blink of an eye.

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