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Moreover, there is another reason, that is, Zhao Jingfeng can't expose the fact that he has too much money, otherwise, in this sinister soul treasure star, I am afraid that some people will come to find trouble for him.

Although with Zhao Jingfeng's strength at this time, he is no longer afraid of the powerhouses of the martial spirit level, but such troubles should be avoided as much as possible.

As soon as he heard that Zhao Jingfeng was willing to pay a hundred red gold ingots to buy this stone, the stall owner's eyes immediately showed a look of joy, but he immediately hid it, so he looked embarrassed and groaned: "Little brother, see if you can add more." ”

Zhao Jingfeng had a faint smile on his face, and shook his head gently, for the trace of joy in the stall owner's eyes, Zhao Jingfeng could see it clearly.

Seeing that Zhao Jingfeng refused to increase the price, the stall owner's eyes obviously showed a trace of disappointment, gritted his teeth, thought about it again and again, and finally nodded fiercely: "Okay, just a hundred red gold ingots, deal!"

Then, Zhao Jingfeng directly grabbed a large handful of purple and shining red gold ingots from the storage belt, counted a hundred and threw them directly to the stall owner, and at the same time put the strange white stone into his storage belt, and immediately left here.

Although Zhao Jingfeng wanted to study what this strange white stone was, it was obviously not a good place on this crowded street.

However, just as Zhao Jingfeng was leaving, two people immediately noticed him, both of whom were young people in their twenties with thin statures.

"Peng Lin, it seems that we met a fat sheep today. The thin young man on the left stared closely at the direction in which Zhao Jingfeng left, and said in a low voice, his tone mixed with a little excitement.

The young man known as Peng Lin nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, seeing that person is not very old, his strength should not be strong, and he is alone, it is a rare opportunity, and seeing that he can take out a large handful of red gold ingots casually, there must be more red gold ingots on him, Master Rabbit, you are sensitive, you go and follow him, I will go and inform everyone now." With that, Peng Lin quickly rushed into the crowd and disappeared, while the rabbit master followed Zhao Jingfeng from a distance.

Zhao Jingfeng continued to stroll through the street, since he had successfully bought this strange white stone, now Zhao Jingfeng was not in a hurry to study what was strange about this white stone, and continued to wander in the street to see if there was a chance to meet the baby again.

However, one thing that is very strange to Zhao Jingfeng is that since he bought the white stone, the two points of light in the dantian have calmed down again, and they have not set off the slightest wave. For such a thing, Zhao Jingfeng didn't plan to care about him now, only when he had time at night, he would take out the white stone to study it, and see if he could use the white stone as a breakthrough to find a solution to the trouble of the two-color light spots in his dantian.

Once the trouble of these two color light points is lifted, then Zhao Jingfeng will undoubtedly be much smoother in cultivation, although the existence of these two light points makes Zhao Jingfeng's cultivation of absorbing the aura in the demon pill three layers faster than usual, and it can also solve the problem of absorbing the violent factor in the demon pill aura for Zhao Jingfeng, but the consumption of the demon pill is too great, so big that Zhao Jingfeng will worry about his future cultivation path.

If he could, Zhao Jingfeng would rather his cultivation speed return to the way it was before, and the violent factors contained in the demon pill aura would be solved by himself, rather than have a variable in his dantian that he could not control, after all, in Zhao Jingfeng's opinion, the two points of light, one gold and one black, are completely a time-varying bomb, which will explode at any time, although in this way, his cultivation will be much slower, but at least he doesn't have to worry about the demon pill all day long, and even if there is no demon pill, he can completely rely on absorbing the aura between heaven and earth to cultivate。 Moreover, the two points of light in the dantian are lifted, even if Zhao Jingfeng absorbs the aura in the demon pill to cultivate, the consumption of the demon pill will be reduced a lot, a third-order demon pill is enough to support his consumption for several days or even ten days, in this way, Zhao Jingfeng spent a day hunting the desolate demon or demon pill, which is enough for him to cultivate for several months, and with the reduction of the time for hunting the desolate demon, Zhao Jingfeng also has more time to spend on cultivation, so calculated, even if the two points of light in the dantian are lifted, it will not have much impact on Zhao Jingfeng's overall cultivation speed。

Zhao Jingfeng wandered aimlessly on the street, constantly looking at the stalls on both sides of the street, and even some of the shops occasionally went in to have a look. Something like the strange white stone happened, which undoubtedly gave Zhao Jingfeng a wake-up call, so now Zhao Jingfeng is wandering around the streets with the intention of Taobao, to see if he can find some strange things and things that he is interested in, or meet something that can cause the two points of light in his dantian to be abnormal again.

It's a pity that after wandering all the way, Zhao Jingfeng was disappointed, and he didn't gain anything at all.

"It seems that these things are hard to find!" Zhao Jingfeng let out a helpless sigh, looked at the sky and saw that it was not too early, and then lost the mind to continue to wander around.

Zhao Jingfeng glanced behind him slightly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's not too early now, it's time to find a restaurant to rest after solving those people behind, and I will go to the Desolate Demon Mountain Range with everyone early tomorrow morning!"

Subsequently, Zhao Jingfeng kept shuttling on the streets extending in all directions, his pace was not fast, as if he was shopping at random, but the roads he took were some relatively remote places with less crowds.

After passing through a few quiet alleys again, Zhao Jingfeng finally came to a secluded and uninhabited alley, and at the end of the alley, it was blocked by a wall more than four meters high, which turned out to be a dead end.

Zhao Jingfeng stopped, moved his body, and then turned to look at the secluded road behind him, with a sneer of disdain on his face, and said in a flat tone: "Fellow Daoist, you have followed me for such a long way, don't you dare to come out to see it?"

Not long after Zhao Jingfeng's words fell, at the end of the originally remote and uninhabited alley, a group of people suddenly poured out, there were more than a dozen people coming, all of whom were about twenty or thirty years old, and the oldest one looked close to forty.

As soon as a dozen people appeared, they immediately launched a formation, blocking the only exit of this small alley with only Zhang Xu Kuan, obviously not wanting Zhao Jingfeng to leave from this only exit, and then, these dozen people kept in formation and walked slowly towards Zhao Jingfeng, everyone stared at Zhao Jingfeng fiercely, with a fierce look on their faces.

Zhao Jingfeng still looked at the dozen people on the opposite side with a smile on his face and walked in slowly, as if he hadn't seen the fierce and vicious look of the dozen people at all, with his eyesight, with the help of powerful spiritual sense, he saw the strength of the dozen people on the opposite side clearly, among them, the weakest strength did not even reach the martial arts, and there were three people with the strength of martial artists, and the most surprising thing was that the one who looked the oldest among them actually had the strength of a martial spirit, and it was a level stronger than the people who were separated from the fire, an intermediate martial spirit。

The man was a middle-aged man, about forty years of age, dressed in a blue robe, with a fierce face, short hair on his head, and a large beard tied at the sides of his lips and under his chin.

"A few of you, you've walked so far with you, I don't know what you're doing!" Zhao Jingfeng still had a smile on his face, and asked in a flat tone.

The eldest middle-aged man with an intermediate martial spirit stared at Zhao Jingfeng fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "It turns out that you have already discovered us. ”

Zhao Jingfeng slowly hugged his hands in front of his chest and smiled: "Of course, you have followed me so blatantly, and you have followed me so far, it is difficult for people not to find out!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man with the strength of an intermediate martial spirit showed a look of sudden realization on his face, and said, "I see, but we were too negligent. Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, a pair of sharp eyes stared at Zhao Jingfeng tightly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy, now the only exit from this road has been blocked by us, if you don't want to die, immediately throw your storage belt and all the valuable items on your body to me, otherwise, you are ready to lie here forever!"

"If you want what I have, it depends on whether you have the strength to take it. Although Zhao Jingfeng's tone was flat, the coldness contained in it could be clearly heard by anyone.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man stopped talking nonsense, waved his hand, and shouted: "Everyone give it to me, take him down, and everything on his body will be ours." ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the dozen or so people around him immediately rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng, and a handful of natal soul treasures also appeared in their hands at the same time, and among them, several people whose strength had not yet reached the strength of a martial artist also held an iron rod and an iron machete in their hands and rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng without fear.

Looking at the dozen or so people rushing towards him, the corners of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth showed a sneer, just when the dozen or so people were only less than ten meters away from him, Zhao Jingfeng's body jumped slightly, and his whole body flew up like a swallow in the air, and his feet borrowed from the walls on both sides of the alley, and he flew through the air above the heads of the dozen people, and went straight to the direction of the middle-aged man, and at the same time, a silver-white long sword suddenly appeared in his right hand, and then turned into a silver-white lightning bolt in mid-air, stabbing towards the throat of the middle-aged man at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye。

With the continuous enhancement of his own strength, Zhao Jingfeng's physical body has been tempered by spiritual power in a special way, making his body much stronger than before, and the strengthening of his body and the increase of spiritual power have made Zhao Jingfeng's sword speed much faster than before.

After all, if you want to increase the speed of your attack, you must not only have strong and strong spiritual power to back it up, but also have very strict requirements for your physical body and body. Therefore, Zhao Jingfeng's fast sword, not only in his previous life Lingyuan Xing's soul treasure star can not be broken, even in the soul treasure star, unless it is someone who is too strong than him, otherwise, once the person who is at the same level of strength as Zhao Jingfeng will not be able to resist Zhao Jingfeng's fast sword, if Zhao Jingfeng strikes with all his strength, among the people of the same level as him, I am afraid that he will not even have a chance to react, and he will already be sealed by a sword.

Looking at Zhao Jingfeng's menacing sword, the middle-aged man showed a sneer on his face, and then a half-human-high machete suddenly appeared in his right hand, the middle-aged man held the knife in both hands, and the powerful spiritual power circulated on the machete, and then he shouted violently, brandishing the machete and slashing towards the long sword stabbed by Zhao Jingfeng.

"Ding!"

Yan Xijian and the middle-aged man's machete collided together, and a crisp steel sound erupted, and the two natal soul treasures collided, and the resulting backlash force actually made the middle-aged man's footsteps take a step back, and then looked at Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, with a little surprise and disbelief.

Because the middle-aged man didn't take Zhao Jingfeng to heart at all before he started, in his eyes, Zhao Jingfeng, who was only in his twenties at most, almost only had the strength of a martial artist, even if he was a genius, at most he was just a new martial artist, and there was no threat to a team like him, but it wasn't until this fight that the middle-aged man was shocked to find that although he had already looked down on Zhao Jingfeng in his heart, Zhao Jingfeng's strength was far beyond his expectations, even if it was not much weaker than him.

Zhao Jingfeng's body rolled in the air a few times, easily unloaded the power of the shock on his body, and finally his body fell to the ground steadily, as soon as he landed, Zhao Jingfeng did not pause at all, and his body quickly rushed towards the middle-aged man a few meters away, and the Yan Xi sword in his hand suddenly exuded a layer of hazy sword light, wrapping the entire sword body, and then turned into a silver-white light again and stabbed out at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the target was naturally the throat of the middle-aged man.

"It's good!" the middle-aged man shouted, brandishing a machete and facing Zhao Jingfeng without the slightest fear, but at this moment, his face had become serious.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

In the quiet alley, there was a series of clanging sounds from the collision of magic weapons, and the bodies of Zhao Jingfeng and the middle-aged man moved quickly in this narrow alley. Zhao Jingfeng faced an intermediate martial spirit with the strength of an intermediate martial artist, and in the case of a head-on fight, he did not fall behind at all.