Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Before the fist came, the wind roared, like a tiger roaring and a wolf roaring, and it was powerful.

"Zhang Yifeng!" Lin Siying looked shocked and pulled Zhang Yifeng's clothes, as if to remind Zhang Yifeng.

"not good!"

On the side, Mr. Qi's expression changed drastically when he saw this scene, and he quickly took action to help Zhang Yifeng, even though he knew that he was no match for the burly man.

"Two against one? But, what can you do to me!"

Facing the man's attack, Zhang Yifeng smiled calmly, and then gave a domineering shout.

"roll!"

His left fist came out sharply. In the dim moonlight, his left fist actually had a little light!

Seven Star Fist.

boom!

There was a muffled sound and the sound of broken bones. The burly man's body suddenly retreated and hit the wall. The man's seemingly powerful fist was actually broken to pieces by Zhang Yifeng.

After forcing the burly man back with one punch, Zhang Yifeng's expression remained unchanged. He turned his head to look at the rat-eyed man and said again: "I ask you again, can you represent the Stone Fist Sect? If you can, I will challenge you and the entire Stone Fist Sect. ! If not, then I am just provoking you, you should be happy, at least your sect will be in peace."

Arrogant!

Zhang Yifeng's words were extremely arrogant.

His words were telling everyone in disguise that he was fearless even if he provoked the entire sect. It can even destroy the entire Stone Fist Sect.

This is such an arrogant, outrageous, and domineering statement.

"Who is this boy? He is so confident. Could it be that he is also a disciple of the sect? His sect is definitely stronger than the Stone Fist Sect."

"It seems that this time the Stone Fist Gate was kicked on the iron plate."

Regardless of whether there is a background behind Zhang Yifeng, his performance is already scary.

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

Only if you show enough courage and domineering and don't treat yourself as a grandson to anyone, others will subconsciously feel fear.

This is the bad nature of human beings, who are weak and afraid of evil.

Of course, the premise is that you must have the strength.

"me……"

The rat-eyed man hesitated, not knowing how to answer Zhang Yifeng's words.

"You guys go in, go in."

In the end, the rat-eyed man gave in and let Zhang Yifeng and the others in.

Zhang Yifeng snorted coldly and then let go of his hand. However, the rat-eyed man seemed to have received a huge force and took a few steps back. Then he looked down at his wrist. At this moment, his wrist was turned blue and purple by Zhang Yifeng. This was such a terrifying grip.

This boy is no match for him. Since he is not his opponent, he has no choice but to give in. Because he really cannot represent the entire Stone Fist Sect.

"Xiao Zhang, you were so impulsive that you almost made the entire Stone Fist Sect an enemy."

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

Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "If I had been impulsive just now, the rat-eyed man's hand would have been broken by me. What's more, even if the entire Stone Fist Sect is an enemy, it doesn't matter. Those who bully me must be with me. Hostile consciousness.”

Zhang Yifeng's words made Lin Siying tremble, who bullied me? What does Zhang Yifeng mean by this sentence? Confession?

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

Lin Qi frowned and said, "Let's leave early to avoid further trouble."

"Don't worry, Mr. Qi, there should be no more trouble." Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly.

"Why?"

"If my guess is correct, this is not the home of the Stone Fist Sect, it is just an exchange meeting held here. To put it bluntly, the Stone Fist Sect is the organizer. If you pay a little for the ticket, the disciples they sent here are probably the ones at the door. The two have the highest cultivation level. They don’t dare to provoke me anymore.”

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

While the two were talking, the dark corridor suddenly became bright, and a spacious hall appeared in the sight of the three.

This is the exchange venue hidden in the mountains.

The Magical Weapon Exchange Meeting, to put it bluntly, is a trading meeting, similar to the Treasure Garden, except that the items sold here are all things used by martial arts practitioners.

For example, Zhang Yifeng saw a broken sword placed at the feet of a warrior. The sword was priced at five million.

Zhang Yifeng could tell with just one glance that this was a useless sword. Although there is a faint aura on the sword, it has no effect other than that. The sword is useless and the soul of the sword is gone.

Another example is when someone sells a stone. The seller says that the stone has a spirit and that as long as you practice around the stone, your practice speed will increase.

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

The so-called "magical artifacts" in the entire exchange meeting are just artifacts contaminated with some of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Perhaps they were unearthed in a place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is slightly stronger.

Of course, that doesn't mean there aren't any "magic weapons" that can be used.

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

"It's a monk from Nanlin Temple! The monks from Nanlin Temple are always orthodox, and the things they sell are usually good things."

"I don't know how to call this master."

On the ground, a monk sat cross-legged. This monk was dressed simply, without cassocks, and had a ring scar on his head. The monk's face was thin, as if he was malnourished.

"Amitabha, my name is Jueyuan. Passing by here, I saw a Buddha bead, selling it to a destined person."

Jueyuan put his hands together and took out a box from his arms. The box was opened and there was a Buddhist bead inside. The beads are crystal clear, and you can vaguely see a faint Buddha character hidden in the beads.

A martial artist at the scene laughed and said, "Didn't you tell me that my family doesn't care about money? Why didn't Master give it to someone who is destined to be well-liked? Instead, he sold it to someone who was destined to be destined."

Jueyuan shook his head lightly and said: "Monks don't care about money, but that doesn't mean they don't need money. I am an ascetic, and money is indeed not important to me, but I can help poor people."

"Come on, it's okay to deceive children. Just tell them what your prayer beads are for and how much they cost."

"This Buddhist bead has been enshrined by me all year round. It is blessed by Buddhist secrets. It can drive away evil and avoid evil, and can save a person's life in times of crisis. It can be called a life-protecting bead. Once the word 'Buddha' in the Buddhist bead disappears, this bead becomes Waste." Jueyuan explained.

"Life-protecting beads? Is it really so magical? This is a magic weapon!"

"Monk, you didn't lie to us. Magical weapons that can protect one's life are very rare."

The warriors all around spoke one after another. For a warrior, something that can protect one's life is absolutely priceless.

"Monks don't lie."

"Master, just tell me how much it is."

"Yes, don't worry about mother-in-law and mother-in-law. Money is the most practical thing."

The warriors spoke one after another.

Jue Yuan nodded lightly and said: "Ten million."