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Not far away, Jianghuai Bi-Terror was also shocked when he saw Ye Feng's actions. Although the two of them had committed many evil deeds, this trade fair was hosted by the Long family, so they didn't dare to cause trouble in the hall.

Therefore, neither of them dared to act rashly.

As for the skinny man, he was intimidated by Ye Feng, so he did not dare to yell as well. This was because he was in the wrong. If the matter grew out of hand and the Long family found out that they had joined forces to extort him, they would absolutely not be able to bear the consequences.

After a while, Ye Feng got a satisfactory answer from the skinny man.

In the martial arts world, there were martial artists that trained in martial arts, but there were also martial artists like the thin man and the fat merchant who were unable to practice martial arts.

Nowadays, the various big sects and families were very attached to each other. Outsiders without any connections would definitely not be able to obtain the Martial Arts Secret, so there was no point in discussing martial arts practice. The moment the secret of his heart was leaked, he would be treated as a traitor and would be a grave sin in any sect or family.

Therefore, martial artists who had cultivated martial arts had a very high status.

Martial artists were divided up the same way as Cultivation World, according to the year of their cultivation. However, martial artists were divided by the year of their inner qi, not the year of their Innate Qi.

The strange power that Ye Feng felt from the oval-faced girl was Inner Qi. The power of his Inner Qi was only half that of the Innate Qi. Therefore, Ye Feng had cultivated for a year and a half now.

Of course, only those who fought head on were fools.

Ye Feng believed that regardless if it was the movement techniques or others, the martial arts world could not compare to the Cultivation World. Relying on the speed of the Speedy Shadow Trail and the sharpness of the Innate Qi that was condensed by the Dragon Sword Ring, if he were to launch a sneak attack, no matter how powerful the martial artists were, they would be unable to deal with him.

In the end, he inquired about the information regarding the "Mr.Huang" and left the corner satisfied.

Jianghuai Bi-Terror watched coldly from the side and firmly remembered this masked guy. This guy dared to not give them any face, he was going to kill him after this trade fair!

? ?.

Ye Feng returned to the venue and quickly found Mr.Huang.

In front of a stall, there was an old man wearing a grey robe and over the age of flowers. He was resting with his eyes closed, his hair a mess, and even had a small braid on his head.

The old man held his fists tightly, Ye Feng could tell that the Mr.Huang's palm techniques were indeed powerful with just a glance.

Mr.Huang was an old friend of Ou Ah's, and the source of the invitation for Ye Feng. From the Tianzhu Mountain in Lin An, Zhejiang Province, her name was Huang Peirong. She was sixty-five years old, and had been cultivating since she was forty. Now, she had thirty years of cultivation, and was proficient in palm techniques.

Ye Feng previously thought of a way to escape, and that was by relying on this Mr.Huang.

Beside the Mr.Huang, there was a clever young man who had interacted with the martial artists that came and went from the stalls. He should be the disciple of the Mr.Huang.

Ye Feng walked up and looked at their stalls. A black broken blade caught his attention.

"It's actually a sharp weapon?"

In the Cultivation World, cultivators would always use magic treasures, but magic treasures were hard to come by and not something that just anyone could possess. Below Dharma treasures, weapons were divided into two categories, ordinary weapons and sharp weapons.

Common weapons such as kitchen knives, pig slaughtering knives, fruit knives, etc. For example, in the rumors in the Hua Country, there were ten swords among the ancient top ten. In Ye Feng's estimation, even the common firearms in the secular world were at this level.

In other words, the broken pitch-black blade at the Mr.Huang booth, with a casual wave, could match the power of an ordinary pistol!

Unfortunately, if the weapon was broken, it wouldn't be easy to sell.

"Friend."

The clever youth saw Ye Feng coming over and immediately smiled, and introduced him: "The black gold blade has followed Master for many years, and although it is broken, it is still a sharp weapon. If you want it, you can take it away with a hundred million."

Ye Feng clicked her tongue. One hundred million?

It seemed like this person was quite rich. If a single Broken Blade was sold for so much money, then wouldn't he be sold for 1.8 billion yuan?

It was no wonder that the rest of the people at the booth shook their heads and left. Obviously, Duan Ren's blade wasn't worth that price. The reason why it was sold was because the Mr.Huang had feelings for it.

"Oh, I was just looking around."

Ye Feng smiled as she shook her head, then turned to the clever youth and asked: "I have some pills here, but I don't have a booth. The sales office will give you 30%. "

Just now, when he took a look around, he realized that there weren't many people who were selling pills, which made him secretly delighted. In the half a month before he came, he had relied on Tian Snake Gang's resources to obtain quite a few expensive medicinal herbs, and then, using Cultivation World's methods to mix them together with the Innate Qi, he condensed a few simple and crude medicinal pellets.

These pills had the effects of staunching blood stasis, healing all kinds of internal injuries, restoring Innate Qi, and so on. Of course, there weren't many pills that could help him recover her Innate Qi, he kept them for herself, but he could sell the other pills for some money.

"This ?"

The quick-witted teenager was a little hesitant and said, "This matter requires Master to decide."

Pills were extremely rare in the martial arts world. If the masked guy said that he had pills for sale, wouldn't the Tianzhu Mountain be blamed for anything that went wrong?

Ye Feng glanced at the Mr.Huang beside him who was resting with his eyes closed. His pills mainly had the effect of mixing them with Innate Qi s. No one else would be able to learn it, and it was extremely effective for internal and external injuries.

Just as he was thinking that, the entire venue suddenly became chaotic. Not far from Ye Feng, there was a stall, where two people were arguing.

A tanned youngster and a middle-aged man wearing a suit were arguing over something and cursing each other. It seemed like they were on the verge of becoming more and more serious.

"Do you want to add fuel to the fire for them to fight? As long as someone is injured, they will be able to test out the effects of the pill and advertise it as well. "

Ye Feng thought.

However, just as he was about to act, a clear and melodious voice of a woman, which sounded like the chirping of an oriole, came from the entrance of the venue, "The two of you causing trouble at our Long Family's fair, are you tired of living?"

The crisp female voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Ye Feng raised her head and saw that the cute girl with the oval shaped face, along with a few other people, was walking into the competition grounds together. They were looking at the tanned young man and the middle-aged fat man who were arguing.

"The Long family has arrived!"

"It's Long Wan'er!"

Shouts of surprise rose and fell.

Only now did Ye Feng know that the young girl's name was Long Wan'er.

It was still that blue and white dress, and it was wrapped tightly around her exquisite figure. Her chest was so full and straight that it seemed as if it was going to tear apart the fabric, and it was so tight that many men present couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Ye Feng couldn't help but think back to the day when he reached into her chest to obtain the Golden Leaf Grass at the hotel. That soft, smooth and elastic sensation ?

Seems like this Long Wan'er has quite the honorable identity?

"Hmph, others might be afraid of your Long family, but I'm not."

Just then, a cold voice came out, it was the tanned young man who was arguing, and was arrogantly looking at Long Wan'er.

The moment those words came out, the entire audience burst into an uproar!

"Is that so?"

Long Wan'er smiled and slowly walked over.

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