Chapter Ninety-Seven: Do You Really Think People Are Useful?

"Day-level exercises?!" Karada felt the blood tumbling slightly in his chest, and he was shocked when he remembered the domineering punch just now. He was convinced that only the Day-Rank Exercises could have such power.

Day-level exercises, this is the martial art that their own little mercenaries yearn for. His strongest exercises are only the intermediate exercises of the month rank. It's still my own life, and I have to work hard to get it.

However, now that there was another day-level martial art in front of him, he had to be excited. If you sell the day-level exercises, you will have no worries about food and clothing in this life. What's more, if he learns the day-level exercises, his strength will increase by more than a few levels.

Thinking of this, Karada forgot Uncle Ge and Qing'er, who looked like a little goblin. His eyes were blazing at Yi Feng, and his eyes flashed with greed.

"Boy, I'll give you a choice. As long as you hand over the Sun-Rank Martial Arts, I will let you go. Karada said excitedly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he was so lucky, and he could actually touch this thing in the daily rank exercises.

A cold light flashed in Yi Feng's eyes, and he couldn't think of the day-level exercises that he didn't care about very much. But it made people so excited, he couldn't help but scold in his heart: A guy who has never seen the world.

If Karada knew what Yi Feng was thinking now, he would definitely scold Yi Feng's eighteenth generation ancestor, even if it was the concubine stolen by Yi Feng's ancestor, he would have to greet him from beginning to end.

The day-level martial arts, there are hundreds of thousands of gold coins outside, and there are priceless in the market.

Of course, of course Yi Feng, who was from a special background in the Holy Land, didn't know, he only knew that there were not hundreds of daily rank exercises he had seen, but dozens of them. If he knew that a single day-level martial art could buy hundreds of thousands of gold coins, he would definitely try his best to steal a few copies from the Holy Land. Tsk, it's all money......

"Stupid than ......" Yi Feng didn't think about it, and two words poured out of his mouth.

Karada's cold little eyes froze, and he clenched his fists. He took off his heavy sword from his back, and said gloomily: "Okay, Lao Tzu killed you, and then look for it slowly." ”

Although Karada had suffered a small loss just now, he didn't think he couldn't kill a teenager. The defeat just now came down to the day-level martial arts. However, even so, he didn't dare to underestimate Yi Feng anymore, and finally took out his weapon. He is a swordsman, and with the bonus of the sword, Karada's strength can increase by three percent.

"Yi Feng, be careful. This beast's swordsmanship is very strong. Moreover, he also has a moon-level martial art. Uncle Ge obviously knows Karada well, he reminded.

Yi Feng took a deep breath and adjusted his breath to the peak state, even Uncle Ge had such a high opinion of his swordsmanship, which had to be dealt with carefully.

"Boy, I'll kill you with a knife. Karada said sinisterly.

Yi Feng looked at Karada with disdain: "There is a lot of nonsense, don't you know that you have said this many times? ”

"Bastard, fuck ......"

Karada was visibly enraged, he roared, his cold eyes condensed into a small slit, and he swung his heavy sword and slashed at Yi Feng. The heavy sword slid through a visible wave above the void, piercing Yi Feng's chest.

Yi Feng smiled, ignoring Karada's rage.

"Beast, if you can cut a knife, you will have less. How about a Japanese-level martial art. Yi Feng tapped his toes, and a disdainful maddening word came out of Yi Feng's mouth.

Qing'er opened her mouth, but the machete Yi Feng flashed a few meters away. I couldn't help but chuckle: "What a scoundrel." ”

Obviously, compared to speed. There are too many powerful Karada Chayi Feng. Even if it's far worse than Liufeng. So, despite the fact that Karada's sword is so powerful. But he couldn't help Yi Feng at all, it was as if he had the power to break the earth, but he punched the cotton, which made people feel aggrieved.

"Boy, don't run if you have the ability. ”

"Beasts, don't chase if you have the ability!"

"Bastard, you're a coward!"

"Brute, you might as well be a coward!"

“......”

The sentence by sentence of scolding made Qing'er lean back and fall with a smile. The swaying delicate body, the people around him couldn't help but swallow a deep mouthful of saliva.

On the ground, two figures flickered, and although the gray light on Karada's heavy sword was rioting, it was powerless. While Karada was annoyed, he also listened to the footsteps of chasing Yi Feng.

But at the same time as his momentum weakened, Yi Feng's figure turned back violently, and a pair of small fists, exuding an amazing momentum, slammed towards Karada.

"Despicable ......"

Karada scolded in his heart, but he had to quickly turn his fighting qi from his body, poured into the heavy sword, and met Yi Feng.

The domineering fist of "Bumping ......" and the hard heavy sword collided violently, and Yi Feng's figure looked behind him again and retreated sharply. He didn't want to give Karada the slightest chance to stop him.

A powerful force erupted violently from the place of impact. A lot of power, so that Karada is a few steps on his hind legs. With the strength of the day-rank martial arts, he is still very difficult to fight.

"Grass ......"

Karada just wanted to use this opportunity to stop the other party, but found that the other party was already more than ten meters away from him. He couldn't help but burst out of a foul language to reveal the emotions in his heart.

"Brother Yifeng, come on!"

When Qing'er saw that Karada was deflated, she giggled and laughed. She could see that Karada had no way to take Yifeng. Unexpectedly, this doctor, whom he looked down on, suddenly became the savior of all of his own. Qing'er's thoughts about Yi Feng have also changed greatly.

When Yi Feng heard the title of Yi Feng's brother, a wicked smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth: I knew that there was such treatment for exposing my strength, and I was still hiding a fart.

"Little Nizi. You watch, watch me beat them to the ground. ”

Yi Feng posed with a stinky fart. But when I saw Karada's heavy sword slashing hard. He yelled, "Mom!"

The stinky fart posture that hasn't been completed is about to fall apart. Pulling his steps, he quickly flashed his steps and fled.

When Qing'er saw this scene, she laughed even more happily: Call you stinky fart. Retribution.

Karada saw Yi Feng, who was standing in the distance of him again, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. Being teased by a teenager is、Who can bear it。

"Bastard, run, I'll see where you run. You slaughtered this boy for me. Karada looked at Yi Feng and roared at his men.

The young man who was originally captured gave him such an embarrassment, he no longer had any scruples, he just wanted to tear Yi Feng apart.

Uncle Ge looked at the few people who surrounded Yi Feng with a whoosh, and couldn't help scolding: "Karada, you still want to be shameless." Three divisions. Three people besieged a teenager. ”

Karada snorted and said, "If you're not satisfied, you can help him." ”

Uncle Ge was so angry that he just wanted to walk to the encirclement, but he heard a faint voice sound: "Hehe, do you think that you can win with more people? ”

The faint words made Uncle Ge stand in place. Looking at the young man in front of him, he couldn't help but feel that his eyes were wrong.

Under the siege of three divisions, three people. He is so calm and natural, who is this disciple who has cultivated, not to mention the strength, even if he is pampering and not shocking temperament, it is not something that ordinary people can have. At least I can't be so calm and natural in this situation.