Chapter 2787
Only listen to the sound of the shock of terror, the power of destruction spread to four sides and eight sides.
Under the influence of Ye Feng's fist, the whole human body was completely destroyed.
The cells of the whole body's meridians and skeletons were smashed by the shock, and they could only become a waste man in the latter half of his life.
He spat out blood in situ, his face pale.
Many people were stunned by what happened in front of them. No one thought that such a result would happen.
In particular, the bartender, as well as the people who had been watching the excitement, were shocked.
They did not seem to have thought that this seemingly insignificant young man should have such strength, and the supreme ghost emperor of the nether world was so vulnerable in front of him.
By his random attack will directly shake the body flying, this is what a terrible strength?
The faces of the rest of the powerful people in the nether ghost house also turned very black. You know, the man who was just abandoned for cultivation was their leader.
In this way, Ye Feng abandoned the cultivation, so even if all of their remaining people were added together, they would realize that they were Ye Feng's opponents?
Thinking of these, the strong men of the nether world's ghost house looked very ugly. They didn't seem to know how to choose.
"Who are you? Why are you so hard on me
An old strong man of the nether ghost house did not directly attack Ye Feng, but asked directly.
Ye Feng looked at each other with a sneer and said faintly: "it doesn't matter who I am. It's important that you people take the blame for it. Now, disappear in front of me immediately, which can save your life!"
Although Ye Feng's words were not loud, they felt a strong sense of oppression in the ears of all the people present.
Many people can't help but tremble, this moment of Ye Feng, the breath released from the body is so terrible.
Let them feel a fear from the soul, especially those who are strong in the ghost house. Facing such a strong Ye Feng, they dare not refute it at all.
"You are very good, so hurt my ghost house people, waiting to pay a painful price!"
The people of the nether world gnash their teeth at Ye Feng, although they have been shocked by Ye Feng's strength.
Even though the ghost peak is not worth mentioning, the ghost peak is still in front of them.
Ye Feng disdained to smile, and didn't care what these people said. Then, under the eyes of the crowd, the strong men of the nether ghost house left in confusion one by one.
The rest of the people present looked at each other, this young man was simply too strong, and the strong man of the ghost house left in front of him in such a mess.
And one of the most powerful ghost emperors was attacked by him and abandoned his cultivation, although the other side was not very high in the ghost house.
But after all, the realm of cultivation is there. Ye Feng can attack the other party's cultivation together. You can imagine how strong Ye Feng is.
What's more, it's the strongman of the nether world's ghost house. If Ye Feng offends the other party, will it come to a good end?
Ye Feng turns around. The bartender has been scared to be silly. He didn't expect Ye Feng to have such strength before. He would rely on the support of the ghost house of the nether world to show his power to Ye Feng.
Nowadays, the people in the ghost house are so insignificant in front of Ye Feng. When he thinks of what he has done to Ye Feng, the bartender is shaking like Saikang, and his face is very pale.
"I don't know that you are a big man. If you have eyes, you don't know Mount Tai. Please forgive me. Please forgive me."
Don't wait for Ye Feng to come to his side, the bartender plops directly to Ye Feng and kneels on the ground, and constantly kowtows his head.
At this moment, where can he care about his dignity? The most important thing is to be able to save his life.
Many people at the scene noticed this behind the scenes, but they couldn't help but cast scorn on the bartender.
Before the other party is a high-ranking appearance, and they have understood the context of this matter.
Ye Feng ordered Lingbao Xiandan before, but the bartender sold the elixir to tianyouming in the middle of the way.
There is no scruple about the previous agreement. In the eyes of this shopkeeper, Ye Feng is just a person who doesn't enter the stream.
If he asked for this elixir's ghost house, he would not dare to have any complaints, and would hand over the elixir to others.
However, he never thought that Ye Feng was also a person who was not easy to provoke. Facing the oppression of a strong man in the ghost house, he directly exerted his strength beyond his imagination.
All these ghost houses will be suppressed, such a terrible figure, how dare the bartender have any neglect. He kept banging his head.
"Return my 5 million pieces of top grade yuan stone to me!"In the face of the bartender's apology, Ye Feng did not say a word, directly to the other side said.
The bartender looked stunned and stopped kowtowing. Then he looked up at Ye Feng and said, "Lingbao Xiandan is already in your hands, so this processing fee..."
The second word of the shopkeeper didn't say it, but his meaning was quite obvious. He didn't want to return 5 million pieces of Shangpin yuan stone to Ye Feng.
A lot of people eyebrow slightly a pick, to this a shopkeeper's practice sneer.
Before they heard it clearly, the price of Lingbao Xiandan was only 1 million pieces of Shangpin Yuanshi.
However, Ye Feng only asked the miraculous medicine hall to process it, but the other side opened his mouth. He asked him for the processing fee of 5 million pieces of Shangpin yuan stone.
This is blackmail!
Therefore, the impression of the store in the hearts of the people also plummeted, and many people were not present to point out.
Ye Feng then looked at the bartender, did not speak, and he released that light pressure, which gives the bartender a sense of inexplicable fear.
"No, it's not. The processing cost is 4 million yuan, and it will be fine."
The shopkeeper said with a guilty heart that he had been frightened by the look in Ye Feng's eyes.
Ye Feng still did not open his mouth, the pressure on his body seems to become more and more cold up.
The bartender saw this behind the scenes, the sweat on his forehead became more and more intense, and the processing fee was changed to 3 million pieces of Shangpin yuan stone.
However, Ye Feng didn't open his mouth all the time. The frightened soul of the shopkeeper was about to fly away. He was also a financial fan. He let him drop the price to the bottom at once, but he couldn't do it.
However, the pressure on Ye Feng is not what he can bear. At this moment, his body has been shaking like an electric shock, and his heart keeps beating.
"Sir, our shop only charges the cost of one million yuan stone. What do you think?"
The shopkeeper gnashing his teeth said, only feel in the heart of blood, 1 million yuan stone, then they almost do not make any money.
"Pa!"
However, at this time, all the people present heard a clear and moving sound, and the bartender was slapped to the ground by a middle-aged rich man who trotted all the way.
Obviously, this middle-aged rich man is the shopkeeper of the miraculous medicine hall. He was busy with other things before, but was not in the store.
After being told by others what happened in the store, he came back in a hurry.
This young figure can beat the powerful people of the nether ghost house to the dogs. Where can they be provoked by the miraculous medicine hall.
Even if this person may be retaliated or even killed by the strongmen of the nether ghost house in the future, but under the current situation, their shopkeeper blackmailed this person and didn't keep his promise.
If this person wants to destroy his elixir hall, it's almost a matter of hand. After all, the other party doesn't even care about the strong people in the ghost house.
What is the miraculous medicine hall?
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper beat the drum in his heart and returned to the elixir hall as quickly as possible. He saw the bargaining scene between the waiter and Ye Feng.
Without saying a word, he directly slapped the shopkeeper to the ground, and then said in a cold voice to the other party, "you damn thing, you really don't know Taishan. How dare we charge the processing fee of this childe like this?"
After saying this, the shopkeeper turned his eyes and bowed down to Ye Feng and said: "this young master, I am the shopkeeper of the miraculous medicine hall. I have been working outside all the time. I don't know about this. I hope you will forgive me. I will refund the processing fee of 5 million pieces of shangpinyuan stone. In addition, in order to make up for the loss of the young master, I will pay you extra Do you think you are satisfied with the original loss of 1 million yuan
When the shopkeeper of the miraculous medicine Hall said these words, his heart was dripping with blood.
This time, they rushed to work for 7 days before refining the magic treasure elixir. The miraculous medicine hall had to pay the alchemy master a high fee.
At the moment, they can't earn a cent, but they have to pay Ye Feng a million pieces of Shangpin Yuanshi.
This one million yuan stone is almost equivalent to the annual net profit of their miraculous medicine hall.
Looking at this shopkeeper's sincere attitude, Ye Feng just nodded to the other party. He never liked to blackmail others, but these people took the initiative to blackmail him, and wanted to give up his magic elixir.
Ye Feng didn't raze the miraculous medicine hall to the ground. He had already given the other party face.
Next, this shopkeeper obediently returned 6 million pieces of shangpinyuan stone to Ye Feng.
Many onlookers at the scene saw this behind the scenes, all looked at Ye Feng with envy. The world is really respected by the strong.
Before Ye Feng appeared to be unknown and had no status to speak of, so the waiter of the miraculous medicine hall could show off in front of Ye Feng and put on a high attitude.
But now, Ye Feng shows his strong strength. After crushing the strongmen of the netherworld ghost house, the people of the miraculous medicine hall have changed their attitude. They are not only willing to refund the processing fee, but also give Ye Feng an extra loss fee.Ye Feng and mu Wan'er did not continue to stay, but walked away from the elixir hall. Many people trembled in their hearts and were shocked by what had just happened.
The young man who appears today will surely cause a sensation in the whole city.
Mu Waner blinks her beautiful eyes and stares at Ye Feng. After these days of continuous getting along with each other, mu Wan'er admires her cousin more and more.
In particular, when Ye Feng is angry, the kind of breath released from his body is very depressing in other people's eyes, but in Mu Wan'er's eyes, it can reveal the subtle charm.
It's a kind of domineering power that only a king has. Ordinary people can't have all this.
"Thank you, brother Ye Feng."
Mu Wan'er says to Ye Feng with a smile that in order to help her buy Lingbao fairy pills, Ye Feng even doesn't hesitate to form a feud with the ghost house.
"Silly girl, you are my sister. Your business is mine. Don't talk about it again in the future."
Ye Feng rubbed mu Wan'er's head and said with a face of doting.
Walking along, the two brothers and sisters came to a trading market, which belongs to the lower class of the city.
There is no clear division of the area, just randomly placed on the street, the threshold is very low, many low-level martial arts practitioners can set up stalls here to sell their leisure training resources.
Ye Feng and Ye Feng walk forward. At the same time, they also watch the items sold on the stall from time to time, although these items are nothing for people of their level.
However, Ye Feng knows that in such a humble market, it is very likely that very precious things will appear.
"Ancestral sword spectrum, no money for those who have no fate, and no money for those who have fate!"
A sound of peddling came over. After hearing this sound, Ye Feng's eyes flashed. Different from the sound of other peddlers, this way of peddling is really unique.
This attracted Ye Feng's curiosity. Looking along the direction of the sound, he saw a middle-aged man in preliminary linen clothes sitting on the ground with patched clothes on his body.
There was no breath on his body, his hair was a little messy, and he was shouting with a very old book in his hand.
People around him were also attracted by the sound of his yelling. However, these people simply looked at it and ignored the middle-aged man's yelling.
Directly stepped away from here, even some people can not help but cast scorn on this middle-aged man.
He thinks that the other party is just a madman. Other people's stalls are full of exquisite and colorful objects. Only this person sells a broken book here all day long.
This has been more than a year, his book has never been sold out, someone once took a fancy to his book and bought it at a high price.
The madman even said that he had no chance to sell the book to each other. He made the other party unhappy and left angrily.
A lot of people go to this market, and some even come every other month, but every time this madman sells here.
Many people are tired of him, more unable to understand each other's actions, more than a year, still can not sell a broken book.
I don't know how he insisted on it, or that he really had a brain problem.
Therefore, for this middle-aged man's Hawking, many people simply ignore it and regard each other as air.
Ye Feng can also see the scorn of the middle-aged man by the people who visit the trading market.
"It's interesting, Wan'er. Let's go and have a look."
Ye Feng said with a smile that he wanted to see what kind of books he sold.
Mu Wan'er nods to Ye Feng, which is very clever.
The two brothers and sisters stepped towards the direction of the middle-aged man, and then stopped in front of each other's stall.
"Brother, this man is a madman. He has been here for more than a year, and he has not sold the broken book in his hand. You'd better not pay attention to him. His mouth is full of nonsense!"
Seeing Ye Feng stop in front of this middle-aged man, someone immediately reminds me of his kindness.
"Yes, such people don't need to pay attention to. I have read his broken book. I can't understand anything written in it. It's all birdsong."
Not far from the stall owner said scornfully.
There are many people nodding, these people are perennial in this trading market, for this madman middle-aged they have a certain understanding.
When you see Ye Feng's appearance of talent, you will be kind enough to remind you.
Ye Feng politely smiles at these reminders, then turns his head to this middle-aged man and asks, "dare you ask me, how did you sell the sword score in your hand?"
The middle-aged man looked languidly at Ye Feng and stopped his peddling and said, "my sword manual is created by myself. Only those who are destined to sell it will not be charged a cent if you are related to this sword spectrum."Hearing what this middle-aged man said, Ye Feng laughed and continued to ask, "what is fate in the eyes of the elder?"
This sentence is very important, for such people, Ye Feng is very interested.
"Fate is very simple. As long as you can understand the sword manual I created and tell me the mystery of it, you will be regarded as predestined."
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng, and a few bright lights flashed in his eyes.
"Well, I'd like to ask you to borrow the sword spectrum."
Ye Feng said with a light smile to this middle-aged strong man.
The middle-aged strong man nodded, and then gave the broken sword spectrum in his hand to Ye Feng.
A lot of people look at all this, in the eyes have shown a bit of disdain.
They have reminded Ye Feng that this guy is a madman, but Ye Feng doesn't listen. They want to see what Ye Feng can see in this sword spectrum.
The sword manual has no name, and the paper in the shop is worn out.
It is almost impossible to see the contents inside the sword manual.
Ye Feng turns over page 1 and comes to page 2. The content presented on page 2 makes Ye Feng look stunned.
Actually, they are not normal words, but pictures. These pictures are crooked.
It is the appearance of totems, but the painting technology is not so good, it looks very rough.
This makes Ye Feng a little surprised, but I don't know why, this middle-aged man can always give him an indescribable sense of mystery.
After trying hard to think about it, Ye Feng suddenly found that there were records in some ancient books that many skills or moves were not described by words, but evolved from the oldest totem.
From this point of view, is the totem on the sword spectrum the most ancient martial arts recorded in ancient books?
Ye Feng is temporarily unable to confirm all this, but carefully observes and realizes. He first looks through all the pages of this sword manual.
Some of them seem to be similar to the Shenwen totem presented by Ye Feng's Shenwen array.
From this point, we can see that this seemingly incomplete ancient sword score is not as useless as the rest of the people present said.
The middle-aged man is not worried, so waiting for Ye Feng, the people next to are a face of disdain.
I didn't expect that the young man, who looked so handsome, would be so ignorant that he believed the crazy man's lies.
Ye Feng is completely immersed in the understanding of this sword manual. Through his understanding of the sword and the way of divine lines, he gradually has a deep understanding of this sword manual.
Unknowingly, his body has gradually lit up a light luster, all this is in the case of Ye Feng unconscious.
That light luster covered Ye Feng's body, and unexpectedly, he released his sword power one by one.
Make this piece of space become a bit sharp up.
Before long, the light on Ye Feng gradually dissipated.
His eyes opened slowly, and there were sharp flashes in his pupils.
"Well, my sword manual is still mysterious."
Seeing Ye Feng withdraw, the middle-aged man asked with a smile, ignoring the contemptuous eyes of those present, as if he was very confident in his own sword spectrum.
"It's very good. I don't know how to sell it?"
Ye Feng opened his mouth to this middle-aged man and asked. He felt that he had entered a deep state just now.
Although the sword spectrum is in a state of disrepair and the totem on it is crooked, Ye Feng can confirm that it is not so simple.
"Don't take a cent. Take it!"
After Ye Feng's words fell, he heard this middle-aged population say such a paragraph.
With these words, he didn't stop at all and walked directly to the end of the trading market.
Ye Feng looked at the back of this middle-aged man, just want to say the words can only take back.
Do you think he is the right person for this middle-aged man?
"Ha ha ha ha, this madman is gone at last. You are blessed, little brother."
Seeing the middle-aged man leave, the owner of the stall beside him laughs, and his words are somewhat ironic.
In their opinion, this middle-aged man is a madman who has been stimulated. The so-called sword spectrum in his hand was also picked up from some rubbish pile.
Ye Feng's appearance is mysterious. If Ye Feng gets this sword spectrum, he will be collecting garbage.
The rest of the people also made a burst of laughter, even if the madman's sword score was given to them, they would not want it.
Ye Feng has been in a state of deep thinking. He wants to know the real identity of this middle-aged man. As for other people's ridicule, he directly blocks them.The author Wan Mu Zhengrong said: the number of flowers has exceeded 500. Add 6000 words tonight. Brothers with flowers continue to support this book. At the end of the month, there are more than 1000 flowers, and an additional 20000 words are added www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Under the influence of Ye Feng's fist, the whole human body was completely destroyed.
The cells of the whole body's meridians and skeletons were smashed by the shock, and they could only become a waste man in the latter half of his life.
He spat out blood in situ, his face pale.
Many people were stunned by what happened in front of them. No one thought that such a result would happen.
In particular, the bartender, as well as the people who had been watching the excitement, were shocked.
They did not seem to have thought that this seemingly insignificant young man should have such strength, and the supreme ghost emperor of the nether world was so vulnerable in front of him.
By his random attack will directly shake the body flying, this is what a terrible strength?
The faces of the rest of the powerful people in the nether ghost house also turned very black. You know, the man who was just abandoned for cultivation was their leader.
In this way, Ye Feng abandoned the cultivation, so even if all of their remaining people were added together, they would realize that they were Ye Feng's opponents?
Thinking of these, the strong men of the nether world's ghost house looked very ugly. They didn't seem to know how to choose.
"Who are you? Why are you so hard on me
An old strong man of the nether ghost house did not directly attack Ye Feng, but asked directly.
Ye Feng looked at each other with a sneer and said faintly: "it doesn't matter who I am. It's important that you people take the blame for it. Now, disappear in front of me immediately, which can save your life!"
Although Ye Feng's words were not loud, they felt a strong sense of oppression in the ears of all the people present.
Many people can't help but tremble, this moment of Ye Feng, the breath released from the body is so terrible.
Let them feel a fear from the soul, especially those who are strong in the ghost house. Facing such a strong Ye Feng, they dare not refute it at all.
"You are very good, so hurt my ghost house people, waiting to pay a painful price!"
The people of the nether world gnash their teeth at Ye Feng, although they have been shocked by Ye Feng's strength.
Even though the ghost peak is not worth mentioning, the ghost peak is still in front of them.
Ye Feng disdained to smile, and didn't care what these people said. Then, under the eyes of the crowd, the strong men of the nether ghost house left in confusion one by one.
The rest of the people present looked at each other, this young man was simply too strong, and the strong man of the ghost house left in front of him in such a mess.
And one of the most powerful ghost emperors was attacked by him and abandoned his cultivation, although the other side was not very high in the ghost house.
But after all, the realm of cultivation is there. Ye Feng can attack the other party's cultivation together. You can imagine how strong Ye Feng is.
What's more, it's the strongman of the nether world's ghost house. If Ye Feng offends the other party, will it come to a good end?
Ye Feng turns around. The bartender has been scared to be silly. He didn't expect Ye Feng to have such strength before. He would rely on the support of the ghost house of the nether world to show his power to Ye Feng.
Nowadays, the people in the ghost house are so insignificant in front of Ye Feng. When he thinks of what he has done to Ye Feng, the bartender is shaking like Saikang, and his face is very pale.
"I don't know that you are a big man. If you have eyes, you don't know Mount Tai. Please forgive me. Please forgive me."
Don't wait for Ye Feng to come to his side, the bartender plops directly to Ye Feng and kneels on the ground, and constantly kowtows his head.
At this moment, where can he care about his dignity? The most important thing is to be able to save his life.
Many people at the scene noticed this behind the scenes, but they couldn't help but cast scorn on the bartender.
Before the other party is a high-ranking appearance, and they have understood the context of this matter.
Ye Feng ordered Lingbao Xiandan before, but the bartender sold the elixir to tianyouming in the middle of the way.
There is no scruple about the previous agreement. In the eyes of this shopkeeper, Ye Feng is just a person who doesn't enter the stream.
If he asked for this elixir's ghost house, he would not dare to have any complaints, and would hand over the elixir to others.
However, he never thought that Ye Feng was also a person who was not easy to provoke. Facing the oppression of a strong man in the ghost house, he directly exerted his strength beyond his imagination.
All these ghost houses will be suppressed, such a terrible figure, how dare the bartender have any neglect. He kept banging his head.
"Return my 5 million pieces of top grade yuan stone to me!"In the face of the bartender's apology, Ye Feng did not say a word, directly to the other side said.
The bartender looked stunned and stopped kowtowing. Then he looked up at Ye Feng and said, "Lingbao Xiandan is already in your hands, so this processing fee..."
The second word of the shopkeeper didn't say it, but his meaning was quite obvious. He didn't want to return 5 million pieces of Shangpin yuan stone to Ye Feng.
A lot of people eyebrow slightly a pick, to this a shopkeeper's practice sneer.
Before they heard it clearly, the price of Lingbao Xiandan was only 1 million pieces of Shangpin Yuanshi.
However, Ye Feng only asked the miraculous medicine hall to process it, but the other side opened his mouth. He asked him for the processing fee of 5 million pieces of Shangpin yuan stone.
This is blackmail!
Therefore, the impression of the store in the hearts of the people also plummeted, and many people were not present to point out.
Ye Feng then looked at the bartender, did not speak, and he released that light pressure, which gives the bartender a sense of inexplicable fear.
"No, it's not. The processing cost is 4 million yuan, and it will be fine."
The shopkeeper said with a guilty heart that he had been frightened by the look in Ye Feng's eyes.
Ye Feng still did not open his mouth, the pressure on his body seems to become more and more cold up.
The bartender saw this behind the scenes, the sweat on his forehead became more and more intense, and the processing fee was changed to 3 million pieces of Shangpin yuan stone.
However, Ye Feng didn't open his mouth all the time. The frightened soul of the shopkeeper was about to fly away. He was also a financial fan. He let him drop the price to the bottom at once, but he couldn't do it.
However, the pressure on Ye Feng is not what he can bear. At this moment, his body has been shaking like an electric shock, and his heart keeps beating.
"Sir, our shop only charges the cost of one million yuan stone. What do you think?"
The shopkeeper gnashing his teeth said, only feel in the heart of blood, 1 million yuan stone, then they almost do not make any money.
"Pa!"
However, at this time, all the people present heard a clear and moving sound, and the bartender was slapped to the ground by a middle-aged rich man who trotted all the way.
Obviously, this middle-aged rich man is the shopkeeper of the miraculous medicine hall. He was busy with other things before, but was not in the store.
After being told by others what happened in the store, he came back in a hurry.
This young figure can beat the powerful people of the nether ghost house to the dogs. Where can they be provoked by the miraculous medicine hall.
Even if this person may be retaliated or even killed by the strongmen of the nether ghost house in the future, but under the current situation, their shopkeeper blackmailed this person and didn't keep his promise.
If this person wants to destroy his elixir hall, it's almost a matter of hand. After all, the other party doesn't even care about the strong people in the ghost house.
What is the miraculous medicine hall?
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper beat the drum in his heart and returned to the elixir hall as quickly as possible. He saw the bargaining scene between the waiter and Ye Feng.
Without saying a word, he directly slapped the shopkeeper to the ground, and then said in a cold voice to the other party, "you damn thing, you really don't know Taishan. How dare we charge the processing fee of this childe like this?"
After saying this, the shopkeeper turned his eyes and bowed down to Ye Feng and said: "this young master, I am the shopkeeper of the miraculous medicine hall. I have been working outside all the time. I don't know about this. I hope you will forgive me. I will refund the processing fee of 5 million pieces of shangpinyuan stone. In addition, in order to make up for the loss of the young master, I will pay you extra Do you think you are satisfied with the original loss of 1 million yuan
When the shopkeeper of the miraculous medicine Hall said these words, his heart was dripping with blood.
This time, they rushed to work for 7 days before refining the magic treasure elixir. The miraculous medicine hall had to pay the alchemy master a high fee.
At the moment, they can't earn a cent, but they have to pay Ye Feng a million pieces of Shangpin Yuanshi.
This one million yuan stone is almost equivalent to the annual net profit of their miraculous medicine hall.
Looking at this shopkeeper's sincere attitude, Ye Feng just nodded to the other party. He never liked to blackmail others, but these people took the initiative to blackmail him, and wanted to give up his magic elixir.
Ye Feng didn't raze the miraculous medicine hall to the ground. He had already given the other party face.
Next, this shopkeeper obediently returned 6 million pieces of shangpinyuan stone to Ye Feng.
Many onlookers at the scene saw this behind the scenes, all looked at Ye Feng with envy. The world is really respected by the strong.
Before Ye Feng appeared to be unknown and had no status to speak of, so the waiter of the miraculous medicine hall could show off in front of Ye Feng and put on a high attitude.
But now, Ye Feng shows his strong strength. After crushing the strongmen of the netherworld ghost house, the people of the miraculous medicine hall have changed their attitude. They are not only willing to refund the processing fee, but also give Ye Feng an extra loss fee.Ye Feng and mu Wan'er did not continue to stay, but walked away from the elixir hall. Many people trembled in their hearts and were shocked by what had just happened.
The young man who appears today will surely cause a sensation in the whole city.
Mu Waner blinks her beautiful eyes and stares at Ye Feng. After these days of continuous getting along with each other, mu Wan'er admires her cousin more and more.
In particular, when Ye Feng is angry, the kind of breath released from his body is very depressing in other people's eyes, but in Mu Wan'er's eyes, it can reveal the subtle charm.
It's a kind of domineering power that only a king has. Ordinary people can't have all this.
"Thank you, brother Ye Feng."
Mu Wan'er says to Ye Feng with a smile that in order to help her buy Lingbao fairy pills, Ye Feng even doesn't hesitate to form a feud with the ghost house.
"Silly girl, you are my sister. Your business is mine. Don't talk about it again in the future."
Ye Feng rubbed mu Wan'er's head and said with a face of doting.
Walking along, the two brothers and sisters came to a trading market, which belongs to the lower class of the city.
There is no clear division of the area, just randomly placed on the street, the threshold is very low, many low-level martial arts practitioners can set up stalls here to sell their leisure training resources.
Ye Feng and Ye Feng walk forward. At the same time, they also watch the items sold on the stall from time to time, although these items are nothing for people of their level.
However, Ye Feng knows that in such a humble market, it is very likely that very precious things will appear.
"Ancestral sword spectrum, no money for those who have no fate, and no money for those who have fate!"
A sound of peddling came over. After hearing this sound, Ye Feng's eyes flashed. Different from the sound of other peddlers, this way of peddling is really unique.
This attracted Ye Feng's curiosity. Looking along the direction of the sound, he saw a middle-aged man in preliminary linen clothes sitting on the ground with patched clothes on his body.
There was no breath on his body, his hair was a little messy, and he was shouting with a very old book in his hand.
People around him were also attracted by the sound of his yelling. However, these people simply looked at it and ignored the middle-aged man's yelling.
Directly stepped away from here, even some people can not help but cast scorn on this middle-aged man.
He thinks that the other party is just a madman. Other people's stalls are full of exquisite and colorful objects. Only this person sells a broken book here all day long.
This has been more than a year, his book has never been sold out, someone once took a fancy to his book and bought it at a high price.
The madman even said that he had no chance to sell the book to each other. He made the other party unhappy and left angrily.
A lot of people go to this market, and some even come every other month, but every time this madman sells here.
Many people are tired of him, more unable to understand each other's actions, more than a year, still can not sell a broken book.
I don't know how he insisted on it, or that he really had a brain problem.
Therefore, for this middle-aged man's Hawking, many people simply ignore it and regard each other as air.
Ye Feng can also see the scorn of the middle-aged man by the people who visit the trading market.
"It's interesting, Wan'er. Let's go and have a look."
Ye Feng said with a smile that he wanted to see what kind of books he sold.
Mu Wan'er nods to Ye Feng, which is very clever.
The two brothers and sisters stepped towards the direction of the middle-aged man, and then stopped in front of each other's stall.
"Brother, this man is a madman. He has been here for more than a year, and he has not sold the broken book in his hand. You'd better not pay attention to him. His mouth is full of nonsense!"
Seeing Ye Feng stop in front of this middle-aged man, someone immediately reminds me of his kindness.
"Yes, such people don't need to pay attention to. I have read his broken book. I can't understand anything written in it. It's all birdsong."
Not far from the stall owner said scornfully.
There are many people nodding, these people are perennial in this trading market, for this madman middle-aged they have a certain understanding.
When you see Ye Feng's appearance of talent, you will be kind enough to remind you.
Ye Feng politely smiles at these reminders, then turns his head to this middle-aged man and asks, "dare you ask me, how did you sell the sword score in your hand?"
The middle-aged man looked languidly at Ye Feng and stopped his peddling and said, "my sword manual is created by myself. Only those who are destined to sell it will not be charged a cent if you are related to this sword spectrum."Hearing what this middle-aged man said, Ye Feng laughed and continued to ask, "what is fate in the eyes of the elder?"
This sentence is very important, for such people, Ye Feng is very interested.
"Fate is very simple. As long as you can understand the sword manual I created and tell me the mystery of it, you will be regarded as predestined."
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng, and a few bright lights flashed in his eyes.
"Well, I'd like to ask you to borrow the sword spectrum."
Ye Feng said with a light smile to this middle-aged strong man.
The middle-aged strong man nodded, and then gave the broken sword spectrum in his hand to Ye Feng.
A lot of people look at all this, in the eyes have shown a bit of disdain.
They have reminded Ye Feng that this guy is a madman, but Ye Feng doesn't listen. They want to see what Ye Feng can see in this sword spectrum.
The sword manual has no name, and the paper in the shop is worn out.
It is almost impossible to see the contents inside the sword manual.
Ye Feng turns over page 1 and comes to page 2. The content presented on page 2 makes Ye Feng look stunned.
Actually, they are not normal words, but pictures. These pictures are crooked.
It is the appearance of totems, but the painting technology is not so good, it looks very rough.
This makes Ye Feng a little surprised, but I don't know why, this middle-aged man can always give him an indescribable sense of mystery.
After trying hard to think about it, Ye Feng suddenly found that there were records in some ancient books that many skills or moves were not described by words, but evolved from the oldest totem.
From this point of view, is the totem on the sword spectrum the most ancient martial arts recorded in ancient books?
Ye Feng is temporarily unable to confirm all this, but carefully observes and realizes. He first looks through all the pages of this sword manual.
Some of them seem to be similar to the Shenwen totem presented by Ye Feng's Shenwen array.
From this point, we can see that this seemingly incomplete ancient sword score is not as useless as the rest of the people present said.
The middle-aged man is not worried, so waiting for Ye Feng, the people next to are a face of disdain.
I didn't expect that the young man, who looked so handsome, would be so ignorant that he believed the crazy man's lies.
Ye Feng is completely immersed in the understanding of this sword manual. Through his understanding of the sword and the way of divine lines, he gradually has a deep understanding of this sword manual.
Unknowingly, his body has gradually lit up a light luster, all this is in the case of Ye Feng unconscious.
That light luster covered Ye Feng's body, and unexpectedly, he released his sword power one by one.
Make this piece of space become a bit sharp up.
Before long, the light on Ye Feng gradually dissipated.
His eyes opened slowly, and there were sharp flashes in his pupils.
"Well, my sword manual is still mysterious."
Seeing Ye Feng withdraw, the middle-aged man asked with a smile, ignoring the contemptuous eyes of those present, as if he was very confident in his own sword spectrum.
"It's very good. I don't know how to sell it?"
Ye Feng opened his mouth to this middle-aged man and asked. He felt that he had entered a deep state just now.
Although the sword spectrum is in a state of disrepair and the totem on it is crooked, Ye Feng can confirm that it is not so simple.
"Don't take a cent. Take it!"
After Ye Feng's words fell, he heard this middle-aged population say such a paragraph.
With these words, he didn't stop at all and walked directly to the end of the trading market.
Ye Feng looked at the back of this middle-aged man, just want to say the words can only take back.
Do you think he is the right person for this middle-aged man?
"Ha ha ha ha, this madman is gone at last. You are blessed, little brother."
Seeing the middle-aged man leave, the owner of the stall beside him laughs, and his words are somewhat ironic.
In their opinion, this middle-aged man is a madman who has been stimulated. The so-called sword spectrum in his hand was also picked up from some rubbish pile.
Ye Feng's appearance is mysterious. If Ye Feng gets this sword spectrum, he will be collecting garbage.
The rest of the people also made a burst of laughter, even if the madman's sword score was given to them, they would not want it.
Ye Feng has been in a state of deep thinking. He wants to know the real identity of this middle-aged man. As for other people's ridicule, he directly blocks them.The author Wan Mu Zhengrong said: the number of flowers has exceeded 500. Add 6000 words tonight. Brothers with flowers continue to support this book. At the end of the month, there are more than 1000 flowers, and an additional 20000 words are added www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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