"Peak blow, who wins?"

After a while, the sword qi on the ring dissipated, and I saw the figures of the two gradually appear in everyone's sight.

Looking into the eyes, I saw Wan Feng standing in place above the ring, although his eyes were a little tired, they were still sharp, and he was not injured at the moment.

On the other hand, Fang Soul was rushed to the edge of the ring under the peak blow just now, but there was still a certain distance from falling out of the ring.

I saw that Fang Soul's expression was a little sluggish at the moment, the sharpness in his eyes was no longer there, there was a faint blood stain on the corner of his mouth, he was holding the ground with his sword, supporting his body from falling, and said to Wan Feng with some difficulty: "Boy, you won." ”

"I really didn't expect that your strength has become so strong, I believe that in the near future, you will definitely be able to defeat the powerful martial artists ranked in the top few of this Yellow Martial Arts List and take the first place in this Yellow Martial Arts List. ”

After saying that, he walked under the ring with difficulty while holding his sword, and after a long time, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

Then, Wan Feng walked under the ring and headed to the podium.

At the same time, a group of martial artists began to talk again, "Wan Feng's kid is really tight, he won again, have you noticed that so far, Wan Feng's kid has not lost in battle, whether it is weaker than him or stronger than him, he has all been defeated under his hands without exception." ”

"Yes, if you want to say that, in retrospect, it's really like this, this kid is so tight that no one can kill him. ”

"Oh, it's so demonic, it's really enviable!"

"yes, uh-huh, uh-huh......"

After a while, Wan Feng came to the podium in a corner amid the discussion of everyone, and after receiving the reward of 7,000 lower grade spirit stones, he left the Yellow Rank Martial Arts Arena and went to the Qifang in the east of the city......

More than an hour later, in the east of the city, Wan Feng walked in the loft of the huge treasure square in this workshop, and as far as the eye could see, he saw bustling crowds everywhere, as well as the pearlescent treasures that exuded colorful colors, the pearls of Huangwu Realm.

After a brief glance, Wan Feng walked in the direction of selling storage spiritual weapons, and after Shaoqing, he came to the container where the storage spiritual weapons were placed.

Wan Feng looked at it, only to see one by one, all kinds of storage bags placed in this wide and huge container, exuding a trace of aura and glory, there are large storage bags, there are small storage bags.

The price of a large storage bag is 4,000 lower-grade spirit stones, and a small storage bag is 2,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

There is no difference between good and bad quality of this thing, only the difference of style, so the price is the same.

After a simple selection, Wan Feng locked a large storage bag with a men's blue style, and then took it to his waist, intending to pay.

However, just as he put his hand into the small storage bag on his waist, he was lightly bumped on the leg.

Out of the instinct of a martial artist, Wan Feng flashed to the side in an instant, and after flashing to the side, he turned to look and saw a sweet-looking snow-white rabbit appear in front of him.

"It's ...... The Autumn Wind Rabbit you met in the Beast Mountain Hunting Grounds?"

Wan Feng instantly felt a hint of familiarity.

Sure enough, this sweet-looking snow-white rabbit, after seeing that it was Wan Feng, instantly "squeaked" a strange cry, and burst out its ferocity at Wan Feng.

I saw that in his big smart eyes, a trace of blood burst out in an instant.

In an instant, Wan Feng felt that it was right, this was the autumn wind rabbit he met in the hunting ground of the beast mountain.

"It's quite a grudge!" Wan Feng whispered in his heart.

At this moment, its owner appeared in front of Wan Feng, not far behind the snow-white Autumn Wind Rabbit.

I saw a beautiful girl dressed in pink, shouting at the autumn wind rabbit: "Don't be rude to people, do you hear?"

Then, he raised his head to look at Wan Feng, and saw a slightly handsome young warrior in a guard uniform, looking at her with a slightly lazy smile on his face.

Her eyes lit up instantly, "This is Dongfang Yuyan's personal guard Wan Feng?"

"Yes, it's him, it's him who helped me last time, and I haven't officially thanked anyone yet. ”

So, after thinking about it, Ling Qingbo thanked Wan Feng with a smile on his face, "Master Wan, thank you for your help last time." ”

"I was going to come to the door to thank you, but I was afraid of clashing with Dongfang Yuyan again, so I ...... , I hope Wan Gongzi will forgive me. ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, it's a trivial matter, Miss Ling doesn't have to care. Wan Feng said.

After saying that, he asked Ling Qingbo, "Miss Ling, what are you ......?"

"Oh, I'm idle, so I'll take a stroll around here and see if there's any treasure I like, and then I'll buy it and go back and play with it. ”

"Oh, that's right. ”

"Well, ...... Gongzi Wan is here," Ling Qingbo asked.

"I'm here to buy a big storage bag. Wan Feng replied.

"Oh, is it feasible for Wan Gongzi to buy it?" Ling Qingbo asked again.

"Not yet, I was going to pay, but I was interrupted by this little guy of yours. Wan Feng replied, pointing at the Autumn Wind Rabbit.

"Oh, that's right, I'm sorry, then Wan Gongzi continues, it just so happens that we are going to go to other places too. ”

"Okay. After Wan Feng responded to Ling Qingbo, he wanted to take two steps forward and turn around to continue buying.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded instantly, interrupting Wan Feng's steps in an instant, and immediately causing Wan Feng to stop and look.

"Hey, Qingbo, who is this kid? ”

I saw a noble boy dressed in aristocratic costumes, between a teenager and a young man, appear not far behind Ling Qingbo, and asked Ling Qingbo in an affectionate tone.

Behind him, followed by the four accompanying guards, looking at their cultivation, all of them are relatively powerful, I am afraid that they are not much weaker than the aura exuded by Wan Feng's body, and at a glance, they are all quite powerful peak martial artists of the Huangwu Realm.

In an instant, Wan Feng's heart was alarmed, "This person's identity is not simple, following the accompanying guards, it must be the descendants of a general and nobleman, and his cultivation must not be simple!"

That's right, with such a profound guard, how can the master's cultivation be simple.

At present, this noble son is the descendant of the most brave General Yue Kang among the few generals and nobles in Donglin City, that is, his son, Yue Chenglong, Jiangmen Huzi, is young, and he has reached the middle stage of the Xuanwu Realm with one cultivation, which is rare in the entire Donglin City.