A powerful surge of Spiritual Breath rushed forward to slaughter.
The entire auction was shrouded, everyone felt oppressed, unable to move, their faces pale.
Only Yang Tian could breathe freely.
Even Wang Ying and Ling Ying felt the pressure.
A formidable silhouette emerged from the forest, landing on the leaves in the back hall of the auction. The person's appearance was unclear, only a pair of cold eyes.
Yang Tian sensed the breath of death.
This expert might be even more terrifying than the Law Enforcement Hall King he encountered before.
Glancing at Wang Ying and Ling Ying, who were pale and having difficulty breathing, Yang Tian raised his voice and said, "Senior, whether you are enemy or friend, please follow me!"
Swoosh!
Yang Tian's figure flashed and he had already gone towards the forest.
His speed was swift, but the expert behind him was even swifter, and when Yang Tian stopped, the figure was already waiting ahead.
