"It seems that I'm going to get a weapon~" Ling Feng looked at the injured palm and said, although his physical body is strong, there are still things that can hurt him, although these injuries are nothing to him, but weapons are indispensable things, and a weapon in his hand has a great increase in the monk's strength.

Just like a child, if there is a gun, even those big men have to make way for him, so how important weapons are to monks, but Ling Feng has never been sure what weapons he uses, and he has not encountered anyone who takes advantage of them, so his weapons have always been his own hands.

In the Divine Beast Continent, many people use swords or knives, after all, the sword is recognized as the king of weapons, and the knife is the overlord of weapons, but Ling Feng doesn't think so, he thinks that although the sword is dexterous, it lacks a sense of heaviness, although the knife is domineering, but it also lacks that feeling, Ling Feng tends to heavy weapons to weapons.

However, Ling Feng had not encountered it so far, that is, the spiritual weapon that his second master gave him was a fourth-order spiritual weapon, Chiguang.

The black-robed man sat on the ground and looked at Ling Feng, his eyes were full of fear, he knew that his mission had failed, and his life might be lost, once upon a time, he still laughed at the fifty as a waste, but now he was also defeated by the same person, thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile desolantly at himself.

Ling Feng looked at the injured palm, then took out a jade bottle from the Qiankun bag, poured out a pill from it and ate it, this pill was still from Elder Ma where he pit it at the beginning, if Elder Ma knew that Ling Feng actually wasted a pill for the little injury on his hand, I don't know what he would think.

I have to say that the healing pill given by Elder Ma is really powerful, after Ling Feng took that pill, the wound on his hand actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally scabbed.

"Hehe, it seems that Old Man Ma didn't lie to me. Ling Feng looked at the scabbed wound on his hand and smiled and said to himself, I really don't know how Elder Ma would react if he heard this, this Ling Feng was cheap and obedient, and he was still suspicious of him.

"Ahem~" The black-robed man who was half-lying on the ground on the side looked at Ling Feng coughing with one hand on his chest, but the force of the cough affected the injury on his chest, and suddenly a painful expression appeared on his face.

"Hehe~" Ling Feng looked at the black-robed man and smiled coldly, he didn't like this kind of assassination the most, if it wasn't for his quick reaction and Di Kang's reminder, he might really hang up, even if he didn't hang up, he would be seriously injured, so he wouldn't have a good face for the person who wanted his own life,

And when the man saw Ling Feng approaching, his face became even paler, he knew that today was a catastrophe, as killers, killing people was like a common thing for them, but when it was really their turn, they were also very afraid, after all, no one wanted to die.

"Let's talk about it~" Ling Feng came to the black-robed man's side and said coldly to him.

"Hmph~, the winner is the king and the loser is the villain, there is nothing to say, I have known for a long time as a killer, come on!" The black-robed man snorted coldly, and then said coldly to Ling Feng, his eyes closed.

After that, no matter what Ling Feng said, the man didn't open his mouth, or even open his eyes, and finally Ling Feng had no choice but to end his life with a punch, and at the same time, he also experienced the power of the photo studio again, so that people could not dare to divulge a little bit about the photo studio in the face of death, how powerful is this!

After killing the black-robed man, of course, Ling Feng had to take the Qiankun bag from his body, and then a fireball burned the black-robed man into a black ash patch.

Ling Feng opened the black-robed man's Qiankun bag, and got more than 100,000 lower-grade spirit stones from it, and the middle-grade spirit stones were also more than 200 fast, which was more than 200,000 lower-grade spirit stones, so that Ling Feng had to sigh that he was really rich as a killer, you know, these disciples of the sect, that is, as a true disciple, he could only get 100 lower-grade spirit stones from the sect every month, and this black-robed man added up to nearly 400,000.

In addition to the spirit stones, Ling Feng also found a black brand and several battle skills in the person's Qiankun bag, as well as a book of cultivation exercises, which made Ling Feng really happy.

The black sign was the same as the one he had gotten before, with a shadowy pavilion printed on one side and a sign on the other side that read Divine Master 02.

"Hehe, it seems that he is quite capable among the shadow studio god master-level killers, but why don't I think it's good!" Ling Feng looked at the black sign and smiled to himself.

He didn't know if the black-robed man who had turned into ashes would vomit blood if he heard this sentence, you know, the strength of the black-robed man was famous in the photo studio, and it was evident that a god-level powerhouse was assassinated by him, but he met Ling Feng this time, when he assassinated Ling Feng, there was a reminder from Di Kang, not to mention, his feeling of the unknown can be described as terrifying, which allowed him to escape the assassination of the black-robed man.

However, as a killer, if the assassination is not successful, it means that the mission has failed, but this is not enough, the black-robed man saw that Ling Feng's cultivation was not very good, and he actually came out to do it face to face with Ling Feng, and Ling Feng was also the kind of outlier who defied the sky, so his fate could be like this.

Ling Feng also took a look at the next few combat skills, and what made Ling Feng happy was that there was a thunder attribute combat skill in it, that is, the black-robed man used it when he was fighting, called Ben Lei, which will be as fast as thunder and lightning, fast, there are two styles, namely Ben Thunder Slash and Ben Thunder Thorn, one is faster than the other, although it is a third-order top-level combat skill in the level, but in the end, it was said that if you can improve the speed, it is not impossible to play a fourth-order combat skill, the main point of this combat skill is fast, and the so-called martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable。

After reading the introduction of this combat technique, Ling Feng couldn't help but want to laugh, although this combat technique is biased towards swordsmanship and knife technique, but it can also be used by hand, the so-called hand knife is not bragging, and more importantly, thunder attribute combat skills are rare!

Ling Feng happily took a look at the rest of the things and put them in his Qiankun bag, and then continued to walk home.

The closer he got home, the more excited he became, thinking about it, he hadn't been home for more than a year, and Ling Feng had never left home before that, Ling Feng stood at the entrance of the town and looked at the houses in the distance, and suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Hehe, Aunt Hua~" As soon as Ling Feng entered the village gate, he saw an acquaintance, so he shouted with a smile.

"Ah, are you Ling Feng?" Aunt Hua looked at Ling Feng in surprise and asked uncertainly, this can't be blamed Aunt Hua, Ling Feng has only come from cultivation, he has changed a lot this year, although he is only sixteen years old, but his height is about the same as those adults, but he just looks a little thin.

"Yes, Aunt Hua," Ling Feng said as he looked at Aunt Hua.

"Hehe, okay~, it's good to come back, your mother misses you. Aunt Hua looked at Ling Feng and said happily.

"Thank you, Aunt Hua, then I'll go home first. Ling Feng said to Aunt Hua, his mother misses him, why doesn't he miss his mother?

"Well, okay, let's go~" Aunt Hua looked at Ling Feng and said, and then Ling Feng ran home.