I can see the hidden conditions of martial arts

Chapter 83 Trading
"Alas, our little Qingjiang County is really in trouble. We finally killed the dragon that caused harm to Qingjiang, and now another Xuanming Demon Sect has emerged. When will this end?"

"It's okay that the dragon doesn't go ashore in the Qingjiang River. As long as you don't take a boat, you won't encounter it. But this demon sect warrior may appear at any time."

"I still have fresh memories of the evil sect that happened more than 20 years ago."

"Yes, the world at that time was full of bloodshed. There were corpses in the streets and alleys. There were even more knights exposing their corpses in the wilderness. There were more than a dozen mass graves just outside Qingjiang County."

"I heard that from that mass grave, the screams of the souls of victims can still be heard from time to time at night. People passing by are scared to death..."

In the Qingfeng Inn, a few idle people gathered together, drinking and chatting, while Ling Feng was listening.

Xuanming Demon Cult...

He is certainly no stranger to this sect, as he is well-read.

More than 20 years ago, the leader of the Demon Cult was born. He wanted to dominate the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty. With his Xuanming Divine Art and Xuanming Divine Palm, he became rampant in the world and was almost invincible. Those who fell into his divine palm almost all died. .

The only one who was still alive after being hit by the palm of the Demon Cult leader Xuan Ming...

There is only Li Chenyuan, the current leader of the martial arts alliance.

And it was Li Chenyuan who went to the northern border 20 years ago to fight with the leader of the Demon Cult and defeated him, thus ending the scourge of the Demon Cult.

It was that battle that established Li Chenyuan's current supreme prestige.

However, the calamity of the Demon Sect at that time was too tragic. Thousands of Jianghu people died at the hands of the Demon Sect every day.

Almost turning the entire Great Zhou Jianghu into a purgatory on earth.

Therefore, many warriors who have experienced the disaster of the Demon Sect still have lingering fears when they think of the Demon Sect.

Now that I heard that the Demon Cult had returned to the world, I was even more frightened.

Everyone is worried that there will be another bloody storm in the world.

Ling Feng is not too worried about his own safety. With his current strength, even if the leader of the Demon Cult is resurrected, he is confident that he can defeat him.

at this time.

Outside Qingfeng Inn, several people walked in.

The leader was tall, looking to be in his early fifties, with slightly white temples, and a big hand hidden in his wide sleeves.

After he came in, some people felt that the air had become colder, and some people trembled, not sure if it was an illusion.

Ling Feng glanced at the other party.

Oh, his cultivation is not bad, he is in the middle stage of Xiantian.

Moreover, this energy gave him a familiar feeling.

Where have you seen it?
While Ling Feng was thinking, the middle-aged man glanced around the inn and frowned, "Not here?"

He walked up to the innkeeper and took out a portrait.

"Have you ever seen this person?"

The innkeeper took a look and hesitated to speak.

The man snorted coldly, grabbed his collar, and said, "Say!"

The innkeeper was trembling with fear, his eyes couldn't help but look towards where Ling Feng was, and the man also noticed.

Following the shopkeeper's gaze, he saw Ling Feng sitting in the corner drinking. His pupils suddenly shrank, "When was he there?"

He had just scanned the entire inn, and he didn't even miss the puppy lying in the corner chewing bones.

However, he didn't notice Ling Feng!

The other person was sitting there. If he didn't pay attention, he would be like a ball of air and could easily be ignored. This strangeness made him have to be cautious.

He put down the shopkeeper, compared the portraits, and found that Ling Feng was the person he was looking for, so he walked up directly.

"This young master, my young master sent us to invite you."

"Who is your young master?"

"Young Master will naturally know when he sees it."

"Really? But I don't want to see you. Please leave."

Ling Feng said lightly.

Although he was curious about who was looking for him, he didn't want to pay attention to this guy who was hiding his head and tail, calling a few people just to get him to follow him.

"Sir, it would be better for you to come with us. My young master wants to make a deal with you. This will be beneficial to you."

"Did I not make it clear enough? I don't want to see you."

Ling Feng raised his head and stared at the middle-aged man indifferently.He didn't release any aura, just like an ordinary person, but the middle-aged man knew about Ling Feng and didn't dare to be careless at all.

On the other hand, the people next to him saw that Ling Feng was still so arrogant after seeing that Ling Feng didn't have the slightest aura of a warrior, and they couldn't hold it back immediately.

"You ignorant guy..."

He stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.

I don't know when.

A chopstick had been inserted into his throat, leaving him speechless.

What shocked the middle-aged man the most was that although the chopstick was inserted into his man's throat, it avoided the blood vessel.

So it looked scary, but his men were speechless and not in fear of their lives. He couldn't help but feel a little chilled.

"I actually can't see when he takes action, and this person's precise grasp of strength has reached the pinnacle! I'm far behind!"

Just when he was in a daze, Ling Feng's voice sounded again.

"Leave, I don't want to do it again."

"Goodbye."

The middle-aged man did not dare to stay any longer and took the people away.

When he walked out of the inn, the middle-aged man slapped the throat of the subordinate who had chopsticks stuck in his throat.

I saw the chopstick penetrated the neck of his subordinate.

puff!
Blood arrows shot out, and the man collapsed on the ground, dead.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Idiot!"

Then he glanced at the other people and said, "From now on, if anyone dares to interrupt without my permission, this will be the fate!"

"Yes."

Several subordinates were silent.

Everyone in the inn couldn't help but feel chilled when they saw this.

Kill someone in the street if they disagree.

It was his own people who were killed.

This man is simply unreasonably cruel.

Ling Feng glanced at the corpse, shook his head and sneered, "Oh, is this a demonstration to me?"

He ignored it and returned to his room.

But what he didn't expect was that the middle-aged man came to the door again the next day. This time, he also brought an old man with white hair.

While Ling Feng was eating, the other party suddenly came to the door.

I happened to see Ling Feng sitting by the window eating, and the white-haired old man noticed Ling Feng and respectfully stepped forward to salute.

"This young master, I am..."

"Can you please let me finish this meal quietly first?"

Ling Feng said lightly.

"Please."

The white-haired old man was not angry and motioned for Ling Feng to continue.

Ling Feng was not polite to the other party and continued to eat alone.

He had eaten this breakfast for less than half an hour. After all, as a warrior who also practiced physical training, he always had a large appetite.

After Ling Feng finished eating, the waiter went up to clean up, and finally made him a pot of tea. The waiter glanced at the old man and the others, "Guys, I wonder if you want tea or wine?"

"Ignore them, go and do your business."

Ling Feng said that he didn't have a good impression of this person who showed up uninvited several times, and he didn't bother to be polite to him.

"Young Master, I am Wang Tianfeng. I came here mainly because I want to negotiate a deal with you." The white-haired old man Wang Tianfeng said.

"I'll only give you time for a cup of tea, and I'll leave immediately after that."

"We want to buy your...Jiaolong inner elixir!"

(End of this chapter)