On the front seat, a petite woman wearing a mask raised the price by three million in one breath, shocking the audience.

Zhuo Wen looked at the back of the petite woman, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Eleven million high-grade divine stones!"

Just after Zhuowen finished shouting, the petite woman turned around, glared at Zhuowen fiercely, and immediately added another one million high-grade divine stones in a fit of anger, and looked at Zhuowen with a victor's gaze.

After the price reached 10 million, there were basically no other people's voices, and the only bidders were Zhuo Wen and the petite woman with a mask in front of him.

Zhuo Wen didn't care about the woman's gaze. He shook his head and stopped talking. He came here just for the quota.

With his current price, he is already ranked second, so he has won the spot, so he won't bid with this woman in a fit of anger.

And Ziwei Xingjun has already called out once before, his bidding price is ranked fourth, and obviously he can also get a place.

Seeing that Zhuo Wen was silent, the petite girl smiled more and more intensely in her eyes, she turned her head away and simply ignored Zhuo Wen.

After the old man's three beeps, all five places were finalized, and the old man also sent someone to hand over a black jade card to Zhuo Wen and the other five. This jade card was obviously a sign of the number of places.

Both Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun each got a quota.

For the remaining three spots, besides the petite woman with the mask, the other spot is a calm woman sitting next to the petite woman.

And the last place fell into the hands of a man in black.

After getting the quota, the man in black left the black market in a hurry.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen found out in his consciousness that after the man in black left, several people in the black market followed him with ease, obviously trying to plot something wrong.

"It happens often in the black market, Brother Long, let's go too!" Ziwei Xingjun also noticed the situation of the man in black after he left, and said calmly.

Zhuo Wen didn't move, his eyes fell on the two petite women who were about to get up and leave, showing a thoughtful look.

Ziwei Xingjun noticed Zhuo Wen's gaze, and said with a hey smile: "Brother Long, don't you think it's okay to hit those two girls?"

Zhuo Wen shook his head, and said lightly: "No, these two women give me a very familiar feeling, a bit like my acquaintances, let's go and have a look!"

Ziwei Xingjun shrugged, but said nothing, and slowly followed Zhuo Wen out of the black market.

However, the moment Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun left the black market, they also found that several people were quietly following behind.

When Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun completely left the black market and entered an extremely remote alley outside, several people who followed them rushed out immediately, blocking their way.

A total of four people appeared in front of them, the first one was a bearded burly man with a powerful aura who turned out to be a powerhouse of the sky, and the other three were all of the sky.

After the four people left the black market, they took off the masks on their faces and looked at Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun jokingly.

"Leave the jade badges you got, and get the hell out of here!" The bearded man said with extreme disdain.

Zhuo Wen himself concealed most of the aura on his body, and he didn't look like a strong man, but Ziwei Xingjun cultivated extreme power. If he didn't fight, he looked no different from an ordinary monk.

"Get out! If you dare to say a word again, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, you will die!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and a mere friar, who was so vain, dared to rob him, he was really impatient.

All four of the bearded man had gloomy eyes, and the bearded man sneered and said, "Arrogant guy, originally I only planned to abolish you, not kill you, but now I think you should pay for your arrogance!"

As he said that, the bearded man strode out suddenly, and punched him. His punch was concentrated to the extreme, and he set off bursts of wind, like an angry dragon going out to sea, and blasted towards Zhuo Wen.

The other three did not make a move, but watched the play with playful eyes.

The strength of the bearded man is very strong, the three of them have seen it with their own eyes, and in their opinion, the young man in white is sure to die.

It's a pity that the moment the bearded man punched Zhuo Wen's left cheek, he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and then he lost all sensation in his right hand, and a pain filled his whole body.

The moment he was about to cry out in pain, he was horrified to find that his head disappeared like this.

"How is it possible...you..."

The only remaining head of the bearded man looked at the young man in white in disbelief. Before he could even react, his body had already been reduced to ashes.

And the three monks who were watching the theater watched all this in a daze. The moment the bearded man punched out, the young man in white also punched out.

What's more, different from the mighty fist of the bearded man, Zhuo Wen's punch was ordinary, and even the speed of his swing was even slower.

But when the fists of the two clashed together, the young man in white was safe and sound, he didn't even move his feet, while the body of the bearded man collapsed below the head.

"I've warned you before, but unfortunately, you didn't listen!"

Zhuowen shook his head, stretched out his right palm, and pinched the still-shocked head of the bearded man, and then violent energy invaded his head, killing them all, including the Xutianqiao and the spirit in his body. net. JrNovels.com