Broken...... Broken!?

Qingluan Sword, the third-grade refiner, Master Feng's work of preaching, the spiritual weapon that Chen Xiao is proud of, the sword that Sun Zixuan regards as a treasure, and the good things that everyone dreams of but can't get, were actually pointed at by Mo Wufeng...... Give it a little crushed!

How is this possible!!

The martial artists present only felt a buzzing in their brains, blank, and they didn't even have the ability to think.

The mid-grade spiritual weapon Qingluan Sword can blow short hair and sharpen iron like clay, how can it be broken by a human finger? Even if it is a strong person in the Dao Palace Realm, there is no way to do it!

"Is the Qingluan Sword in Sun Zixuan's hand real?" The first thing that everyone thought of was that the Qingluan Sword was fake.

Even Sun Zixuan questioned it, and immediately set his eyes on Chen Xiao.

And Chen Xiao was also dumbfounded at the moment, and his mind was like turning over the river and the sea.

That Qingluan Sword, of course, is real, he took it from his teacher with his own hands, there will definitely be no fake!

But the scene in front of him was too shocking, Mo Wufeng pointed at it and smashed his teacher's preaching work?

No, even if it were, it would not be possible to do such a ridiculous thing!

"Our Sun Da Shao is really arrogant, the medium-grade spirit weapon purchased by 400,000 spirit stones can't stop me from pointing at it, this is not garbage, what is it?" Mo Wufeng said leisurely at this time.

Sun Zixuan and Chen Xiao are enemies of him, so Mo Wufeng doesn't mind stepping on their faces fiercely!

Sun Zi Xuanyi's face turned red for a while, especially when so many people were watching, and he couldn't get down the steps for a while.

Just now, he praised the Qingluan Sword as godlike, saying that this is a really good thing, it is a superb product, and the spirit weapon that the county palace wants, but in Mo Wufeng's hands, he can't even resist a finger.

A medium-grade spiritual weapon, if someone casually breaks it with his fingers, isn't it garbage?

No, that's rubbish!

Looking at Sun Zixuan, whose face was flushed, Mo Wufeng's expression was exaggerated, and he said: "Oh, I forgot, Sun Dashao is the young city lord of Xinghe City, he is not short of money, just 400,000 spirit stones, just have fun!"

For his enemies, Mo Wufeng will not be merciful, since they want to humiliate themselves just now, then of course Mo Wufeng has to return it ruthlessly, and he will return it twice!

Sun Zixuan was trembling with anger, and his face was extremely pale.

400,000 spirit stones, where is a small amount? Even if it is his Star River City, it is equivalent to a quarter's income, in order to please Chen Xiao, he can only grit his teeth and take out 400,000 spirit stones.

But now, 400,000 spirit stones have turned into a piece of slag, who can understand his heartache?

"Hmph, it's as if you can take out 400,000 spirit stones, you poor guy from Qingyang City!" Sun Zixuan stared at Mo Wufeng fiercely, and now, he could only stop Mo Wufeng's mouth with this set of rhetoric.

"Do you think I'm as idiot as you are, buying a bunch of garbage with 400,000 spirit stones?" Mo Wufeng pointed to the debris on the ground, and said with a smile.

Now, Mo Wufeng is a mouthful of garbage, and Chen Xiao has no room to refute at all.

He didn't have the face to refute, the medium-grade spirit weapon was smashed all the time, this was already a smashing signboard, if he continued to refute, the more he would smear his signboard.

"Why don't you speak?" However, how could Mo Wufeng let Chen Xiao go?

"I gave you the explanation you wanted, do you have any other requirements now?" Mo Wufeng asked.

Chen Xiao was also angry by Mo Wufeng's face turned pale, and his whole body trembled, today he was deflated in Mo Wufeng's hands, and his stomach was full of fire!

"Hmph!" In the end, Chen Xiao could only snort coldly, turned around and left, and if he continued to stay, he would be embarrassed and thrown to his grandmother's house!

Sun Zixuan waited fiercely for Mo Wufeng to glance at him, picked up the fragments on the ground in heartache, followed behind Chen Xiao, and disappeared into the second floor.

Mo Wufeng's gaze swept over the remaining martial artists, and those martial artists all lowered their heads with weak hearts.

Just now, they were all on Sun Zixuan and Chen Xiao's side, but the reality slapped them hard, and now they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Especially that Xiaofu, Mo Wufeng is definitely a big man who knows goods, but because of his snobbery, he pushed him far away.

Not bothering to pay attention to these ants, Mo Wufeng turned around and left the Treasure Pavilion directly.

This place has been blacklisted by Mo Wufeng.

After leaving the Treasure Pavilion, Mo Wufeng walked straight towards the black market.

And just after Mo Wufeng left, several figures in black robes emerged from the street, and finally gathered together.

"Confirm the target, that is Mo Wufeng!"

"Go back and inform the gang leader and the Xu family master, he went in the direction of the black market!"

"Exactly, it's a good place to kill!"

......

Not long after, Mo Wufeng came to a tavern in Red Dragon City, which was the passage to the black market.

Between heaven and earth, there will be white and black, and there will be darkness if there is light, and there is a hidden world in the prosperous underground of Red Dragon City!

After paying the toll, Mo Wufeng was blindfolded and entered this underground world.

By the time Mo Wufeng opened his eyes again, everything around him had changed.

Wide, clean streets, friendly passers-by, all of which are absent here.

Those who enter the black market are basically outlaws, one by one, with their arms exposed, covered with cyan tattoos, and they look fierce and vicious!

In Red Dragon City, no fights are allowed, no killings are allowed, unless it is a serious fight, but even if it is a fight, it is to the point.

But in this underground world, if you don't agree with each other, you can see blood, and if you don't like your eyes, you can kill you.

Here, strength is respected, and only those with big fists have the capital to speak.

This...... It's the dark side of Red Dragon City!

Mo Wufeng squeezed through the bustling streets and began to search, in this underground world, he could often find good treasures, Mo Wufeng planned to try his luck.

However, his luck seems to be a little bad today, and after a lap, he still hasn't found a satisfactory spiritual weapon.

In fact, Mo Wufeng's vision is too high, he uses the eyes of evil gods to seek, how can these worldly things enter his eyes?

"What should I do? Is it really just a matter of letting Si Yatou take a branch and practice swords with me?" Mo Wufeng raised his forehead and was worried, in his opinion, those spiritual weapons were not as good as a branch!

"Huh?"

Just when Mo Wufeng was about to give up, he caught a glimpse of a girl wearing a mask and wearing a red power suit.

To be precise, it is the dark blue long sword in the girl's hand, at a glance, the long sword is as delicate as flowing water, but it does not lose its masculine and fierce spirit, and it is really good.

"Good sword!" Mo Wufeng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly followed.

Unfortunately, he was still one step too slow, and the girl entered a huge building.

Mo Wufeng looked up, and five big characters appeared in his line of sight.

"Seven Killings Martial Arts Arena!"