Before the fist arrived, the wind whistled, like a tiger roaring and a wolf roaring, threatening.

"Zhang Yifeng!" Lin Siying was shocked and pulled Zhang Yifeng's clothes, as if reminding Zhang Yifeng.

"Not good!"

On the side, when Qi Lao saw this scene, his face also changed greatly, and he hurriedly made a move, wanting to help Zhang Yifeng, even if he knew that he was not the opponent of the burly man.

"Two to one? But, what can I do! ”

Zhang Yifeng smiled indifferently in the face of the man's attack, and then let out a domineering low snort.

"Get out!"

His left fist slammed into the air. In the dim moonlight, his left fist actually had a little light!

Seven Star Fist.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound, the sound of bones shattering, and the burly man's body jerked back and slammed into the wall. The man's seemingly mighty fist was actually broken by Zhang Yifeng.

One punch forced back the burly man, Zhang Yifeng's face remained unchanged, he turned his head to look at the rat-eyed man, and said again: "Let me ask you again, can you represent the Stone Fist Gate, if you can, I will provoke you the entire Stone Fist Gate!" If not, then I'm just provoking you, and you should be glad that at least your sect will be fine. ”

Arrogant!

Zhang Yifeng's words were extremely arrogant.

His words were telling everyone in disguise that even if he provoked the entire sect, he was not afraid. Even, it can destroy the stone fist door full of doors.

What an arrogant, how rampant, and how domineering this is.

"Who the hell is this son, he has such a lot of confidence, is he also a disciple of the sect, and his master's strength is definitely stronger than that of the Shiquan Sect."

"It looks like this time the stone fist gate is kicked on the iron plate."

Regardless of whether Zhang Yifeng has a background behind him, his performance is already fearful.

This is the world of cultivators, and only if you act stronger than anyone else, will others be afraid of you. The so-called good people are deceived by others, and in the world of cultivators, it is the same!

Only when you show enough courage and domineering and don't treat anyone as a grandchild will others subconsciously be afraid.

This is the root of man's inferiority, and his softness is afraid of evil.

Of course, the premise is that you have to be strong.

"I ...... I ......"

The rat-eyed man was hesitant, and he didn't know how to answer Zhang Yifeng's words.

"Go in, go in."

In the end, the rat-eyed man chose to admit and let Zhang Yifeng and the three of them in.

Zhang Yifeng snorted coldly, and then let go of his hand, but the rat-eyed man seemed to have received a huge force, and his body took a few steps back. Then he looked down at his wrist, and at this moment his wrist had been held by Zhang Yifeng and turned blue and purple, what a terrifying grip force.

This teenager, he is not an opponent. Since he is not an opponent, he can only admit it himself. Because he really can't represent the entire Stone Fist Gate.

"Xiao Zhang, you are impulsive, you almost became the enemy of the entire Stone Fist Gate."

In the corridor of the cave, Qi Lao's voice came. Although Zhang Yifeng passed this hurdle safely, he still felt that Zhang Yifeng was impulsive.

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "If I had been impulsive just now, the rat-eyed man's hand would have been wrung off by me a long time ago." What's more, even if I am the enemy of the entire Stone Fist Gate, the person who bullies me must have the consciousness of being hostile to me. ”

Zhang Yifeng's words made Lin Siying's body tremble, the person who bullied me? What does Zhang Yifeng mean by this, is it a confession?

But Zhang Yifeng's actions just now really made her feel very warm and at ease.

Lin Qi frowned and said, "Let's leave early later, so as not to regenerate right and wrong." ”

"Don't worry, Qi Lao, there shouldn't be any more right and wrong." Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly.

"Why?"

"If my guess is correct, this is not the lair of the Stone Fist Gate, but the exchange meeting is held here. To put it bluntly, the Shiquan Gate is the organizer, circle a little ticket money, and the disciples they sent here are estimated to be the two at the door with the highest cultivation. They don't dare to provoke me again. ”

"That's true, but it's better to be careful."

As the two talked, the dim hallway suddenly turned bright, and a spacious hall appeared in the sight of the three of them.

This is the exchange hall hidden in the mountains.

The magic weapon exchange meeting, to put it bluntly, is also a trading meeting, which is similar to the Treasure Garden, except that all the things sold here are used by martial cultivators.

For example, Zhang Yifeng saw a broken sword placed under the feet of a martial artist, and the price of this sword was five million.

Zhang Yifeng just glanced at it and saw that this was a waste sword. Although there is a faint aura on the sword, other than that, it has no effect. The sword has been scrapped, and the soul of the sword has been dispersed.

Another example is when someone sells a stone, and the seller says that the stone has a spirit, and as long as you cultivate next to the stone, your cultivation speed will increase.

But in reality, this stone is just an ordinary thing.

The so-called "magic weapons" of the entire exchange meeting are just artifacts contaminated with the aura of heaven and earth, perhaps unearthed in a place where the aura of heaven and earth is slightly stronger.

Of course, this does not mean that there are no "magic weapons" that can be used.

At this time, a lot of people gathered in front of a small stall.

"It's a monk from Nanlin Temple! The monks of Nanlin Temple have always been orthodox, and the things they sell are generally good things. ”

"This master, I don't know what to call it."

On the ground, sitting cross-legged was a monk dressed plainly, without a robe, with a ring scar on the top of his head, and a thin face, as if he was malnourished.

"Amitabha, in the lower Dharma number Jueyuan. Passing by here, there is a Buddha bead, which is sold to the destined person. ”

Jue Yuan clasped his hands together and took out a box from his arms, which opened and contained a Buddha bead inside. The Buddha beads are crystal clear, and you can vaguely see a faint Buddha character hidden in the Buddha beads.

A martial artist at the scene said with a smile: "Didn't you say that the family doesn't care about money, why didn't the master give it to someone who was popular, but sold it to someone who was destined for it." ”

Jue Yuan shook his head lightly and said, "The monks don't care about money, but it doesn't mean that they don't need money. I am an ascetic, and money is really not important to me, but I can help the poor. ”

"Come on, it's okay to deceive children with this, you just say what is the use of your Buddha beads, how much does it cost to sell."

"This Buddha bead is worshiped by me all the year round, blessed by the secret method of Buddhism, which can drive away evil and avoid evil, and can save people's lives in times of crisis. It can be called a life protection bead. Once the Buddha character in the bead disappears, the bead becomes waste. Jueyuan explained.

"Life Beads? It's really so amazing, it's a magic weapon! ”

"Monk, you didn't lie to us, there are very few magic weapons that can protect lives."

The warriors around them spoke one after another. For martial artists, things that can protect their lives are definitely hard to find.

"Monks don't speak."

"Master, let's just say how much it is."

"Yes, don't be a mother-in-law, say that money is the most real."

The warriors spoke one after another.

Jue Yuan nodded lightly and said, "Ten million." ”