These three people had powerful auras, all of them were mid-term Military Marquises!
Even though Jordan Richards was left with only one arm, his momentum did not diminish in the slightest.
Looking at Jordan Richards in front of him, Ethan Smith instantly felt a strong surge of killing intent in his heart!
"Jordan Richards..." Ethan Smith muttered the name under his breath.
Then, the sword in his hand hummed, and the bloody red aura grew denser.
"Black-robed man, you injured so many people from our Capital City Martial Arts Association, yet you dare to come to the auction to die." Jordan Richards said coldly.
"No one dared to provoke our Capital City Martial Arts Association like this before." The black and gold robe person sneered.
Ethan Smith narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered, "Today, I will definitely get this thing."
"Oh? What big talk." Jordan Richards said with narrowed eyes.
"Don't think I don't know who you are!"
Hearing this, Ethan Smith's heart tightened.
