The Auction (5)

As soon as Zheng-Fu's pressure was released, all the skilful cultivators in this auction hall received it, except for his people and Xiao-Jiang's people, who were not affected. Even the Third Prince also felt it.

Augh!!!!!

“Huh… What kind of pressure is this? Why is it so intense!?” The middle-aged man from the Serpent Dragon Sect had a pale face and spat out a mouthful of blood as he was suppressed by Zheng-Fu's pressure. Even though he had already sent out his energy to resist, he was still unable to resist.

The people from the major clans and other main sects were also not different. They were all under this pressure that they could hardly move.

Flop!!!

But suddenly, all the pressure disappeared. Everyone could return to their balance once more. But their faces still looked pale. And there were a lot of beads of sweat flowing out anyway.

Gulp!!!