It rained heavily all night, and Wang Feng also sat at the back of the wall all night.

Grand Grandmaster Bingpeng got up and walked out of the door, and when he saw Wang Feng at the root of the wall still practicing, he immediately sighed, "To be honest, I still envy you, you can work hard, like me, I have eaten and slept all day long, and it is so boring." ”

"But if someone fights, you need to find someone to help. Wang Feng at the root of the wall stopped practicing, looked at the lazy-looking great grandmaster's eyes with a playful look, and simply accepted the exercises.

"One yard is one yard, how can it be put together. Bingpeng's face does not change, if you can't win a fight alone, of course you have to find someone to help, and it's not a shame.

As long as you are invincible in the world in your own heart, others admit it or not, what does it matter to you, Lao Tzu is the first in the world! Lao Tzu is the kind that stands at the top and does not need to work hard.

Without answering the words of the great grandmaster, Wang Feng turned around and took out a wooden basin, ready to fetch water to wash his face.

Seeing that this kid didn't argue with himself, Bingpeng felt that this kid underestimated himself in his heart, but he couldn't defend himself directly.

But if this topic ends like this, I always feel that something is missing, but I can't directly defend it, and the belief imposed on others will naturally be difficult to penetrate into the hearts of the people.

So he changed the subject, flicked his sleeves, coughed dryly, and said, "Boy, are you going to fetch water? ”

There was no water in the water tank in the house, and the Grand Master did not have the habit of washing his face.

But the words are all spoken, and this face has to be washed once.

"Why should I help you fight?"

"I am your vice-hallmaster. ”

"The deputy hall master can't do it, you have to give me benefits. ”

"Are you going to fight?"

"Don't fight?"

"And what do you want?"

"You're going to teach me fortune-telling. ”

"No way!"

"Then don't wash it. ”

"Okay. ”

One of them was by the well, and the other was in the courtyard, staring at each other with big eyes.

muttered a sentence alone, "Those who know the times are Junjie", Wang Feng still beat the water back, and came up with another one in his heart, "The other party has taught himself to practice, and it doesn't hurt to hit the water once." I comforted myself.

Grand Master Bingpeng was very satisfied, and deliberately leaked a very enjoyable expression when he washed his face.

Wang Feng on the side was dumbfounded, this water is cold and cold, is it so comfortable?

Ignoring Wang Feng, after the great grandmaster Bingpeng washed his face, he hummed a little song and turned back to the house, leaving a sentence for Wang Feng: "You go to the city to buy some medicinal herbs and come back, and I will help you practice." ”

Wang Feng was about to ask what medicinal herbs he needed, when suddenly something flew out of the room, extremely fast and full of energy.

Boy!

His pupils froze, and he used his spiritual power to catch it with one hand, and the whole person took a few steps back.

When I opened it, it was a piece of paper full of the names of medicinal herbs.

After looking at it a little, Wang Feng saluted the room and hurried out of the small courtyard.

As soon as Wang Feng left, the great master Bingpeng walked out of the room, and said slowly: "I am actually worried about Lao Tzu's housekeeping skills, then let's see if you have this blessing." ”

With that, the whole person disappeared in place like a shadow.

The small courtyard where the two of them were last night was far away from the central city, and Wang Feng had to walk all the way over, only in the central city there were shops selling medicinal herbs.

The heavy rain of the night washed the road into potholes, and there was a lot of standing water, and when they reached the city, the whole person was muddy below his knees.

"Shopkeeper, why are there so many more sergeants in this city all of a sudden?" walked to the door of the pharmacy and shook off some of the muddy water on his feet before entering the store, where the owner of the medicinal herbs was making calculations on the counter.

"These soldiers all entered the city in the rain last night, no matter what, nothing can reach the heads of our little people. Guest, what do you buy? The shopkeeper was full of smiles, and the voice that had been precipitated over the years made people feel very kind.

"That's what the shopkeeper said. Wang Feng snorted, and then took out the prescription from his arms and put it on the counter, "Take a look at the shopkeeper, do you have these medicinal materials?"

The shopkeeper took the paper, the wrinkled old hand took the paper, poked his head and looked at it seriously, then put it down, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there are all of them, but it may be that the year is a little worse, guest?"

"Worse year?"

"Yes, guest, your prescription says that it will be fifty years old, and a few flavors will be a hundred years. Hey, there are still a few small shops in the past few decades, but this year, there are really no small shops. The old shopkeeper propped up the counter with one hand and touched his beard with the other.

"The shopkeeper will have you to make it up for me first, and I'll figure out the rest. "Wang Feng can't get it accurately, if it's not enough to buy it back, it's not a matter of his own cultivation, and he can't be sloppy.

The old shopkeeper turned around to take the medicine, and rummaged through the cabinets to find the seven-flavor medicinal materials for Wang Feng, and there was still a gap between the hundred-year-old Liuyun root, the hundred-year-old He Shou Wu and the hundred-year-old comfrey.

After paying fifty taels of silver, Wang Feng's pockets were stretched thin, and the one hundred taels of silver he snatched from Li Changlong was almost at the bottom.

The old shopkeeper is also a sincere person, and when he left, he also told him that these three flavors of medicinal materials can be bought in Wanbaolou in the city, and the price is about one hundred and one medicinal herbs.

It's not that the old shopkeeper is mouthy, it's really the young man who paid the fifty taels of silver, the corners of his mouth twitched and his face was full of pain, and the old man with sharp eyes couldn't see the young man's shackles, so he had to remind him.

The old man stood at the counter, watching the young man walk away, and sighed in his heart that the herbs that had been used for a hundred years were becoming more and more scarce.

If you had been a few decades ago, you would have been lucky enough to come across a few trees in the mountains outside the city for a few days.

Wang Feng, who was walking on the street, had a very small pace, and Wanbaolou was towering not far away, but did he go in and grab it himself?

When he was worried, suddenly a large group of people rushed out of the street, and the momentum was violent.

The well-trained crowd was getting closer and closer, and Wang Feng muttered in his heart, "Good guys, this group of people are in such a hurry, who are you going to trouble with?"

Looking at the excitement, Wang Feng is very good at it.

"Fence this kid up, capture him back to the mansion and avenge the eldest prince!"

At this moment's hesitation, dozens of people quickly formed an encirclement, and Wang Feng was surrounded by groups.

"This, are you looking for the wrong person?" The medicine bag in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, dozens of steel knives and iron swords pointed at him, and Wang Feng weakly probed his head to the leader and asked.

"Stinky boy, I don't dare to admit what I did, but it doesn't matter if I admit it or not, today is your death!" The person at the head was a thin middle-aged man, with a pockmarked face, and a long sword in his hand with a thin hook at the tip.

After the cruel words, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and a group of people swarmed up.

"It's endless, trouble!" scolded angrily, and Wang Feng's broken sword was unsheathed.

Except for the Li family, he has not offended anyone in this abyss city, and now this trouble has come to the door again!

watched the excitement, and turned out to be lively.

The people around them retreated far away, staring at the dozens of people fighting with the teenager.

Dozens of people surrounded Wang Feng in the middle and took turns attacking, but it was difficult to succeed.

"What a fast sword!" The leader with a pockmarked face stood aside and pressed the formation, watching Wang Feng's sword in the crowd open and close, the sword speed was extremely fast, he suddenly squinted his eyes, lifted the long sword in his hand, and killed it after forcing the scabbard to fly with one hand.

"It's just in time, just to warm up my master!" Wang Feng was fighting hard, and when he saw the pockmarked sword coming up, he immediately shouted, and the sword moves became more and more ruthless!

"Arrogance!"

A group of people fought together, Wang Feng sometimes blocked and sometimes attacked, and after a while, he had already knocked down more than a dozen people.

The swords of this group of people were like a cloud of mud compared to their three senior brothers.

"Alright, let's end it!" Wang Feng waved his sword in one hand, his tone was indifferent, and his sword aura was rampant.

The middle-aged leader with a pockmarked face saw that the momentum was not right, and hurriedly pulled back.

"A sword swings the mountain!"

The spiritual power in the dantian rose, a sword light rose, and then countless figures appeared, and in just a moment, dozens of people fell to the ground and groaned.

"How is it, are you still here to kill me?" The sword was stained with blood, and Wang Feng smiled wickedly at the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the leader of this group of people step by step.

"Little brute!"

The leading pockmarked face watched Wang Feng approaching step by step and had no fear, and after scolding angrily, he raised his sword and struck.

"I'm grass, I'm the most annoying thing for others to scold me for being a little beast!" Wang Feng didn't know what was wrong, could it be that he had put down dozens of people at once, who were not handsome or mighty? Why did this person dare to scold himself.

Seeing Mazi rushing up, Wang Feng was no longer polite, and directly picked up the man's long sword with a sword, and kicked it on the man's dantian.

"Ahh

"I'll let you be a little brute, I'll let you be a little bru......te," Wang Feng's heart was on fire, and anyone who had been screaming at the little beast would not be comfortable, so he strode forward and picked up the middle-aged man who was curled up in pain, scolded and punched, scolded and punched.

The middle-aged man's flesh and blood were blurred, but Wang Fengshang didn't stop, and he was still smashing one punch after another.

For a while, the people watching the entire street were silent, and the people who were still moaning after being knocked to the ground by Wang Feng were also silent, and even a few people directly pretended to be dead.

Blood splattered little by little, and the whole street echoed with the words "I'll make you a little brute".

At the window on the second floor of Wanbao Building, an old man and a dignified middle-aged man looked at this scene, and the middle-aged man frowned, "This ......"

"It's too murderous...... the old man glanced at it, stopped looking, and sighed alone.

The man under the young man's fist was already shattered all over his body, and blood was spilling all over the ground.

"I'll let you be a little brute! I'll let you be a little brute...... Wang Feng smashed his fist after punch, his eyes were blood-red, and wisps of red aura rose above his head.

The man was smashed through, the stone slab on the ground was smashed through, and the boy still didn't know how to stop.

Everyone who saw this scene was silent, and they had thought that there would be a lot of excitement to see, but no one wanted to take another look at it at this time.

On weekdays, there is a conflict between the people in the city, at most, it is the result of the other party's life, where is there such a punch to blow it into rotten meat!

What hatred it must be!

Where is this man, this is the devil! The devil who kills!

The shopkeepers of countless shops closed the doors of their shops, blindfolded the children with them.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The blood-red boy no longer hammered the ground, but looked up at the sky, and the whistle was like thunder!

Originally, there was only red gas above the head, but now it has spread all over the body, and it has become a terrifying red mist!

The young man shrouded in red mist slowly floated up, looked up at the sky, and a terrifying aura was born in his body! The terrifying sense of oppression swept away like ocean waves.

The red mist around the young man was still spreading, and the aura of the whole person was terrifying, and the earth-shattering killing intention was poured into the sky.

The clear sky exploded violently, and countless black clouds converged in an instant!

The mighty heavens are directly aimed at the creatures in the deep city!

In the City Lord's Mansion, the Grandmaster who was meditating shook Chang Wufeng violently, and his eyes showed a touch of incredulity, and then he directly turned into a breeze and left the City Lord's Mansion!

In an inconspicuous corner of Yuancheng, a locksmith was bargaining with an old woman, but a thunderclap sounded in the sky, and his face suddenly collapsed, and he immediately closed the stall, leaving the frightened old woman behind.