Before the old man on the auction table could speak, the woman in the palace dress sitting beside Zhuo Buqun said, "Young Master Han is worried. The Wanxiang Building has naturally verified the wealth of Mr. Fang Zhuo for a long time. He can still take out the billions of star stones."

"Big dog!"

Some geniuses were indignant, and some were red in their eyes.

Billions of low-grade star stones are the wealth of ordinary Doudi powerhouses. It is very difficult for ordinary sects and family forces to produce so many star stones at a time.

Zhuo Buqun is young and not only has the support of Wanxiang Tower, but also has an amazing net worth. He can take out billions of star stones at will. How can he not make people jealous?

Ao Beiming and the people from the Divine Beast Sect were all very hated. Zhuo Buqun blackmailed tens of billions of star stones from the Divine Beast Sect a few days ago. How could he have no money?

The woman in the palace dress continued to smile and said, "Even if Mr. Fang Zhuo does not have a star stone, Wanxianglou will pay him up. Mr. Han questioned that he was malicious in bidding, and he would not be able to take out the star stone at that time, which would be a joke."

Han Wufeng's sword eyebrows were condensed, and his face became extremely ugly.

The auction hall was silent, and people looked at Zhuo Buqun in disbelief, and they all guessed in their hearts whether he was the son of a senior executive in Wanxiang Building, otherwise how could Wanxiang Building treat each other like this?

"It's mine to raise the sword sheath, no one can compete with me!"

Han Lingfeng was completely angry and gritted his teeth and shouted: "1.15 billion!"

Zhuo Buqun reported a number lightly: "1.2 billion!"

"1.5 billion"... Han Lingfeng was obviously deliberately raising the price, but Zhuo Buqun seemed to have not realized it and always accompanied him. The two of them raised the price of raising the sword sheath to a sky-high price of 2 billion.

The old man on the auction table said indifferently to Han Lingfeng: "I would like to remind you that if you take a photo of this treasure but have no money to pay, Wanxianglou will go directly to Jianxiao Palace to get the money, and a 30% fee will be charged at that time."

"It's just two billion low-grade star stones, how could I not be able to take them out?"

Han Lingfeng didn't want to lose face in front of everyone, and made up his mind to fight against Zhuo Buqun for a while, so he gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on.

The woman in the palace dress said, "The first time I will remind Mr. Han, if Mr. Fang Zhuo takes this treasure, no matter what the final bid price is, the Wanxiang Building will be sold to him at the cost price. No matter how high the price you raise is, it will be useless!"

Everyone was stunned.

Could it be that Wanxiang Tower was opened by Fang Zhuo’s family?

Then why are you auctioning it? Just give it to him directly, but he bids against Han Lingfeng. Isn’t this intentional bullying?

"Wanxiang Tower is too bullying!"

Han Lingfeng was furious and had been working for a long time. Not only did he not get the sword sheath, but he was also teased by Zhuo Buqun in public. How could he not be angry?

"presumptuous!"

The old man on the auction table shouted in a deep voice, and a majesty fell on Han Lingfeng, pressing him down to the ground.

"If you dare to speak rudely, you will be driven out of the Wanxiang Tower!"

The old man snorted coldly and restrained his pressure.

Han Lingfeng got rid of the embarrassing situation and looked at Zhuo Buqun with resentment. At this moment, he forgot how he had provoked Zhuo Buqun before.

"Ling Feng, forget it, when the finals are in the way, you will get it back with your strength!"

Han Wufeng said in a deep voice, his tone was cold and contained murderous intent.

The auction house sent the sword sheath to the number one position of Tianzi. Zhuo Buqun gave the treasure to Wen Qing casually, "You are also practicing swordsmanship, and this treasure will be given to you!"

"Give it to me..." Wen Qing continued to raise the sword sheath, and was at a loss.

Master Wen and others were all dumbfounded. He actually gave the treasure worth 2 billion star stones to others like this?

The Master Wen Sect smiled bitterly and said, "For Wen Qing, such a treasure is a disaster, not a blessing, and you can only appreciate your kindness."

"I gave it to you, which fighter dares to rob him, I will kill him, and which force dares to rob him, I will destroy him!"

Zhuo Buqun's plain tone exudes an extremely domineering aura.

In the auction, there were sneering full of disdain, and even the old man with crane hair frowned.

No matter how powerful Zhuo Buqun is, his strength is Dou Xuan at this time. It is simply arrogant to dare to speak so wildly and threaten the entire Tianhe Star Domain.

The woman in the palace dress said lightly: "A few days ago, the evil saint found Mr. Fang Zhuo, who wanted to avenge his disciples, but not only did his disciple lose his life, but even he himself was almost unable to save his life.

And Mr. Fang Zhuo is a friend of the senior executives of my Wanxiang Building Association. If anyone wants to covet Mr. Fang Zhuo’s treasure, please think carefully!”

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and some fighters who were coveting the sword sheath had completely given up their minds.

Sect Master Wen said to Wen Qing: "Hold it."

Wen Qing then took the sword sheath with joy.

Han Lingfeng's face turned pale. Hu Jiaojiao beside him looked at Wen Qing from afar, feeling both envious and regretful. Not only did he fail to hold Zhuo Buqun's thigh, he offended him instead.

The auction continues.

Zhuo Buqun took photos of a few rare refining materials and did not compete with others.

Before we knew it, the auction came to an end, and the final treasure was the Dou Sheng Blood Crystal.

"1.5 billion low-grade star stones!"

The starting price of this Dou Sheng Blood Crystal is one billion low-grade star stone. A fighter directly bids 1.5 billion, which immediately calms the audience down.

It was a thin and weak young man with a pale face, a handsome appearance as a woman, and a dangerous aura all over his body.

"Isolated and dead!"

Zhuo Buqun's brows froze slightly, and the person's name appeared in his mind.

In the information given by Wanxiang Tower, this young man named Okumisheng is compared with the top geniuses of the five major forces, and is a top genius with the strengths of winning the top three.

However, Gu Misheng's identity is extremely mysterious. It is difficult to find out his origin, but his strength is extremely amazing. In the primary election of Zhenyan World, he had no disadvantage in the battle with Han Wufeng and Ling Lie. He is probably worthy of the powerful strength of a first-level Dou Zun.

"One Six billion!"

A young man in a snow-white robe on the brocade carpet spoke and said that it was Ji Wuchang from the Holy Ding Gate.

"These two geniuses are determined to win the Dou Sheng Blood Crystal, which is of some interest!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled slightly and joined the bidding: "Twenty billion!"

Wow! There was an uproar in the auction hall.

The three began to compete for auction, and each refused to give in, and raised the Dou Sheng Blood Crystal to a sky-high price of 3 billion.

Such a price is enough to buy a Heavenly-level Star Soldier, but the three of them have no intention of giving in.

"Five billion!"

The old man with crane hair who had never bidded suddenly made a sound, and the pressure of the powerful man of the Dou Sheng spread.

The breath of the entire auction house suddenly became solemn, making everyone feel suffocated.

"It's a little trouble now!"

Zhuo Buqun raised his eyebrows, and he didn't expect that this powerful man from Dou Sheng was also coming for the Blood Crystal.

Gu Misheng and Ji Wuchang showed fear, hesitated for a moment, and then gave up the bidding.

The powerful Dou Sheng is a powerful existence standing at the peak. It is really stupid to offend a Dou Sheng for a piece of blood crystal.

"Qingyuan Dousheng bids for 5 billion yuan. If no one bids, this treasure will belong to him!"

The old man at the auction table asked loudly.

Zhuo Buqun was about to speak when the woman in the palace suddenly sent a message: "Young Master Fang Zhuo, Qingyuan Dou Sheng is a powerful man who ruled the star field. His strength is far better than that of the evil saint. Don't fight with him."
Chapter completed!