In the Forging Gold Peak Trading Ground, under the watchful eyes of a large number of inner disciples, when the obscene disciple threw a punch at the outer disciple of the red face, Ling Feng suddenly made a move, pinched his fist, and stopped this person.

For a while, many of the inner disciples who were watching here were all taken aback, and they kept talking to each other.

And as these inner disciples discussed, the faces of the obscene disciples became more and more ugly.

After all, being stopped by a person wearing a peripheral disciple's practice uniform in front of the public was indeed a very humiliating thing for an inner disciple like him.

"This friend, I see that you are also a monk of the Enlightenment Realm, have you just been promoted to an inner disciple, and you haven't had time to receive your practice clothes yet?" The lewd disciple resisted the urge to twitch his face, and looked at Ling Feng with unblinking eyes, his eyes flickering.

He probed Ling Feng's cultivation.

Knowing that the other party was also a monk of the Enlightenment Realm, the obscene disciple immediately moved in his heart, realizing that this person wearing the outer disciple's practice uniform was not so easy to deal with.

Of course, the Ling Feng cultivation that the obscene disciples had discovered was only a little bit that he had revealed.

The truly majestic strength was suppressed by Ling Feng with the Star Dragon Flying Heaven Diagram, and it was perfectly hidden.

"I'm a peripheral disciple." A hint of banter appeared on Ling Feng's face, and he sneered.

"Outer disciples? That's nothing. ”

The obscene disciple didn't expect that on this forging gold peak full of inner disciples, the other party would admit that he was a peripheral disciple with such a relaxed attitude, "This person is your friend?" Anyway, everyone is a monk in the enlightened realm, and sooner or later you will have to be assessed to become an inner disciple, and Wang will have a good relationship with you. You take him away, and I won't pursue the slander. ”

The obscene disciples began to turn big things into small things, and small things into small things.

"There's no hurry. Let's take a look at the magic weapon that my friend bought from you. Ling Feng said with a smile.

With a breezy look on his face, he turned his head slightly and looked at the red-faced outer disciples.

Red-faced is tall and a strong man, but his mind is very delicate.

He had already seen that the person who helped him block the opponent's fist was Ling Feng, who was known to everyone in Jinfeng.

At the entrance ceremony of the new disciples, in front of hundreds of thousands of disciples, Ling Feng beat Xu Shiyou, and clashed with Hua Shao's subordinate Ding * Yuanqi, which attracted the magic weapon of King Kong Emperor Dali King Kong to mediate, and the two sides set a battle for King Kong four years later.

After that incident, almost all the disciples on Wangjin Peak knew about Ling Feng. This red-faced disciple was naturally no exception.

But he wondered, why would the other party help him?

He had never heard of Ling Feng being a nosy person.

"That's the knife."

With all kinds of questions, as soon as the red-faced disciple flicked his sleeves, a long knife appeared in his hand.

This long knife, the whole body is pitch black, there are many runes densely engraved on it, and the surface is also glowing with a black light more than an inch thick, which seems to be a very peculiar aura.

"When I bought it, I said that it was made of 10,000-year-old black iron, but after I got this knife, I didn't leave the forging gold peak, and I found that it was only plated with a layer of 10,000-year-old black iron, and it could fall off with a pinch of my hand. I saw that the real material of this knife was only a hundred-year-old black iron, and it could only be regarded as a magic weapon at most, but that person sold it to me at the price of a spiritual weapon, which was more than ten times more expensive. The red face showed the black long knife in front of Ling Feng and said helplessly.

As soon as these words came out, the inner disciples who were watching around glanced at the obscene disciples one after another.

The faces of these disciples showed a look of understanding.

Even, some people laughed.

Ling Feng stood beside the red-faced chamber, looking down at the black long knife in the other party's hand, his face was silent, but secretly he quietly released the Dragon Breath Gong, and the look on everyone's faces, the light laughter in his mouth, all of them were clearly sensitive.

With Ling Feng's strength, in front of these inner disciples, no one could detect the dragon breath skill in front of them.

From the expressions on the faces of the onlookers alone, Ling Feng could guess that this obscene-looking disciple surnamed Wang must have specifically deceived the outer disciples who visited the Forging Golden Peak Trading Ground, otherwise, they would not be so tacitly acquiesced as inner disciples.

"I'll see."

With a plan in mind, Ling Feng took the long black knife from the red-faced rifle and checked it, judging by the weight of this knife alone, it could not meet the standard of a spiritual weapon.

In order to strengthen the structure of the magic weapon, the main body of it is often some very rare and cherished metals.

These metals are tight and extremely heavy, and ordinary spiritual weapons can reach more than a thousand catties without being integrated with the monks.

However, Ling Feng found that this black long knife, which was named as a spiritual weapon, was only a few hundred catties, and it couldn't even meet the minimum standard of a spiritual weapon, at most it could only be regarded as an ordinary magic weapon.

"I've never used a spiritual weapon, and I didn't know that a spiritual weapon would weigh so much more than a magic weapon. I just checked some classics, and I suddenly realized that this was not a spiritual weapon at all, but the most ordinary magic weapon. Seeing that Ling Feng seemed to be checking the weight of the black long knife, the red-faced disciple explained.

"Hmm." Ling Feng nodded slightly.

Then, he looked at the obscene-looking disciple surnamed Wang.

During the time that Ling Feng was inspecting the black long knife, the other party had not spoken, and it seemed that he had already thought of a countermeasure, and he had already made a decision.

"Hmph."

Sure enough, the moment his eyes met Ling Feng, the obscene disciple sneered, "What's the matter?" What do you see? ”

"I can see it, a magic weapon, you added a layer of 10,000-year-old black iron outside, and sold it as a spiritual weapon." Ling Feng said expressionlessly.

As he spoke, Ling Feng put his hand on the black long knife, and the remaining 10,000-year-old black iron powder immediately fell off one after another, as if it had been skinned.

Then, this black long knife, which was still faintly glowing with black light before, suddenly looked much more ugly, and became an ordinary black iron magic weapon, without anything commendable.

"Hmph, hmph."

The obscene disciple watched the 10,000-year-old black iron powder being peeled off, not only did he not show the embarrassment of being exposed on the spot, but he laughed even more unscrupulously, "Who said this is a spiritual weapon?" This is an ordinary magic weapon! He wants to buy it for the price of a spiritual weapon, what can I do? Won't I earn the money I send to me? Hahahaha......"

People are shameless, and the world is invincible.

When the obscene disciple said the above words, it was clear that he was going to repay the debt.

Although this person's behavior was very despicable, he was an inner disciple after all, and when he clashed with the outer disciples, he seemed to have a slight upper hand, and the inner disciples who were watching around immediately echoed and laughed.

Immediately, Ling Feng and the red-faced disciples, who were peripheral disciples, fell into a state of isolation.

Boom!

Just as all the outer disciples were laughing and leaning back together, suddenly, a cold and stiff voice came out.

Everyone saw that the black long knife that was originally held by Ling Feng in his hand had turned into two.

Yes. Ling Feng broke this magic weapon with both hands.

This kind of strength, although not very outstanding, was enough to shock the inner disciples who were also cultivators of the Enlightenment Realm.

Of course, the mere strength of breaking a magic weapon was not Ling Feng's true strength.

If all the strength was displayed, even if it was a dozen or dozens of magic weapons stacked together, Ling Feng would be able to break them with his bare hands.

But such a terrifying thing, Ling Feng would not have done it for a while.

"Broken?"

"What's going on? A magic weapon is also a magic weapon, why is it broken like this? ”

"This person's strength is extraordinary, and he is not an idle person."

……

A group of inner disciples looked at the two severed knives that Ling Feng was holding in his hand, and couldn't help but look sideways at him, looking at his appearance.

With such strength, even if it was a peripheral disciple, the inner disciples present had to take note of each other, so that they could have a sense of proportion in their hearts.

"Alas, alas, everyone has seen it, that magic weapon was broken by himself with his hands, and it has nothing to do with Wang."

The obscene disciple was slightly shocked when he saw Ling Feng break the knife, but he immediately gloated, and while saying to the inner disciples around him, he looked at the red-faced disciple with a sneer, "You also saw that he destroyed the knife." Now, you don't have anything to do with me, get out of here! ”

Swish!

Just as the lewd disciple was speaking, Ling Feng suddenly moved, and his figure flashed, forcing him in front of this person.

A punch slammed into his face.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and the obscene disciple's nose was directly crooked by Ling Feng, and blood spurted out of his nostrils, flowing wildly.

Then, Ling Feng instantly kicked out again, kicking the obscene disciple to the ground.

One foot on the man's chest, looking condescendingly at the other.

"Phew! Chop Pieces! ”

Then, Ling Feng spat on the obscene disciple's face and said viciously. showed his ruthlessness.

(End of chapter)