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C1565 rob

Return the gun!1

A roar that was filled with extreme anger reverberated across the large hall.

Long Bufan's eyes darkened as he looked at the dragonbone lance in his hand. Perhaps it was because the spirit spear had absorbed his vital essence and blood's recognition of its owner, but Long Bufan vaguely felt that there was a strange feeling of connection between his blood vessels and the dragonbone lance.

This feeling was like that of a long-lost family member!

But now, he had to break off all ties with his family. Long Bufan felt an indescribable reluctance to part ways.

He knew that forcibly seizing someone else's things did not make sense, but that person did not include Zhang Huayun. Yesterday, the Five-Colored Fire Phoenix Spear was destroyed, so this dragonbone lance was treated as compensation!

As he thought about this, a greedy smile surfaced on the corner of Long Bufan's mouth. He looked at Zhang Huayun and said rather frivolously: "Return the spear to you, then that will depend on whether it wants to follow you or not."

With that said, Long Bufan casually threw the dragonbone lance out. However, the dragonbone lance suddenly changed its direction mid-air, and as the light flowed, it drew a beautiful arc in the air, then flew back into Long Bufan's palm.

"Bastard!"

Seeing that, the anger in Zhang Huayun's heart surged, he was so angry that he almost spat out blood. His body also trembled from his anger, he stared at Long Bufan with a gloomy gaze, his eyes filled with an uncontrollable dense killing intent.

Sou sou sou!

The dozen or so black-robed deacon s who had been guarding the entrance to the Auction Hall glanced at each other coldly. Then, their bodies flashed and suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall to prevent conflict between the two parties.

Zhang Huayun's gaze darkened and the corners of his eyes twitched. He immediately took a deep breath and suppressed the aura that was close to going berserk, trying his best to calm himself down. He knew in his heart that if he made the first move, he would definitely be the one at a disadvantage.

Zhang Huayun's gaze turned towards the Steward Song and said with a frown: "The dragonbone lance is something that I obtained during the auction in Divine Arms Hall, but now my weapon has been seized by others in the Divine Arms Hall. I hope that Steward Song can help me."

Although the meaning behind these words was to request Steward Song to uphold justice, but that kind of tone and attitude, more or less still carried a sort of arrogance and blame.

The Steward Song glanced at him, and said indifferently: "This auction has already concluded the transaction with you, and as for the dragonbone lance, they escaped from your hands, and acknowledged others as their masters. Logically speaking, this matter is not a problem for our Divine Arms Hall, however, our Divine Arms Hall has always been good to customers, so this old man can give you a full refund."

Hearing these words, Zhang Huayun's expression clearly darkened to the extreme, and said with a cold voice: "The reason I came here today, is for the dragonbone lance, since your Divine Arms Hall does not care, then I will personally do it!"

Finished speaking, Zhang Huayun's venomous cold gaze instantly locked onto Long Bufan, and immediately after, he took a step forward, the spirit energy on his body surged, with a flash of golden light, the entire Spirit Transformation Stage powerhouses's terrifying aura exploded forth.

"Bam!"

Then, with a movement of his body, he pounced towards Long Bufan like a ferocious beast that had pounced on its prey.

Amongst the hundreds of Five Pavilion Disciples present, naturally were the Zhang Family clansmen. When they saw Zhang Huayun make his move, they immediately cooperated and rushed out, blocking in front of the black-robed deacon, to buy time for Zhang Huayun to snatch the spirit spears.

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