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Seeing that the booth owner was in danger, Dong Wen Feng could not let Monkey go and fight anymore, because he knew that Monkey was no match for him. Taking the dagger, Dong Wen Feng's eyes were like sharp knives, shooting straight at the booth owner.

The stall owner felt as if the person in front of him was a tiger. The way he looked at him did not have the slightest hint of human emotion in his eyes. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart.

However, even though the arrow was already on the bow, it was useless to regret now. Thinking of something, he felt a bit more emboldened.

The next scene left Monkey dumbstruck. He knew his boss was powerful, but he didn't expect his boss to be this powerful. At the same time, he was secretly shocked. This stall owner was like a humanoid bomber.

He waved his arms like a windmill, shooting out countless concealed weapons from the gaps between his fingers. All kinds of poisonous fog powder flew out, corroding the white stone ground to hundreds of holes. Even the wooden pillars were filled with darts.

And with such a high density attack, Dong Wen Feng was able to dodge it with ease, all of it dodging the attack, causing the expression in the vendor's eyes to become more and more shocked.

Finally, he touched nothing. Panting in disbelief, how could someone have survived such a concentrated attack?

"How is it? Anything else? I haven't had enough fun yet! " Dong Wen Feng said indifferently, his breathing steady.

"Are you a human or a ghost? How can he have such skills? " The booth owner acted as if he had seen a ghost.

"Whether you're a human or a ghost, won't you know after trying?"

Just as he said that, the booth owner felt a gust of wind rush over, Dong Wen Feng's cold gaze arrived in front of him, his own throat was already under his ironclad hands, this was an absolute expert!

"Senior … I... I have eyes but could not see, I have eyes but could not see Mount Tai, I beg you to spare me! "Spare my life!" The stall owner was terrified, feeling that his throat would break at any moment.

Dong Wen Feng was silent, his eyes were like a ten thousand year old ice mountain, devoid of any human emotions.

"This... I'll give you this knife... I apologize... Right... I'm sorry, you two! " Trembling, the booth owner pointed to the saber at the side.

Monkey came over and first punched the vendor's stomach to vent his anger, then he put the blade away. In the end, he even said in a strange tone, "Don't, we will buy this blade. As for the money, here's a price!"

Then the monkey took out the cheque book, swiped it with a few strokes, tore it off with a ripping sound, and slapped it on the table.

Dong Wen Feng let out a heavy snort and let go of his hands, and the two of them walked away. He did not want to kill anyone, the capital was not a place as cold and bitter as the border, even a life was an impressive thing.

Behind him, the artifact dealer fell to his knees with a 'putong' sound. He coughed violently, his breathing was ragged, and his back was drenched. The aura of death he felt a moment ago was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

"I really did kick an iron plate today, but I didn't lose out in the end. No matter what, I have to at least give him 10 million, right? "Hehe, this bunch of people are quite benevolent. The more idiots like them, the better!"

The booth owner staggered to his feet to retrieve the cheque. When he saw it, his expression changed greatly. This was because there was a dollar written on the cheque!

The man's finger was like a dollar!

"My blade!" The vendor felt hot blood gushing through his veins and his vision blurred before he fell to the ground.

At this time, Monkey was bringing Dong Wen Feng out of the Flying Immortal Lane area with a face full of pride, and spent a dollar to get a blade worth 30 million, this was truly a profitable business!

"Big brother, when did you become so powerful?" "He's too handsome, shua shua, he's simply a martial arts expert!" Monkey looked excited.

In comparison, Dong Wen Feng's expression was calm, he just borrowed the blade from the monkey and said that he would play with it for two days. Although the monkey was unwilling, it still gave it to him.

"Who told you not to practice breathing exercises? Didn't I already teach you? " Dong Wen Feng said.

During the special forces training, the former Weaponry Refinement King had taught Dong Wen Feng a breathing technique, which was the same as cultivation. If not for this, Dong Wen Feng would not have had the chance to cultivate.

"Hehe, so that thing is actually this powerful. If I knew about it earlier, I would have seriously studied it. However, that thing is really too difficult. It seems like I'm not destined to become an expert like you, big brother!" Monkey smiled embarrassedly.

Dong Wen Feng took his blade and bid farewell to the monkey. Before he left, the monkey was still thinking about his blade and got kicked by Dong Wen Feng. After returning to the room, Dong Wen Feng started studying the blade.

"Good saber, Blood Drinking Saber." Dong Wen Feng caressed the name carved on the handle of his blade.

The reason why he borrowed the blade was because it seemed to be trained by a cultivator and there were traces of Qi circulation inside it. The inheritance that Dong Wen Feng received was complicated, and there were many things related to refining pills, but he had not had the chance to study them.

He focused his mind and studied it for a long time before Dong Wen Feng put down his blade with satisfaction. Right now, his spirit energy was scarce, the pill refining and talisman drawing had declined greatly, but by studying this, he could increase his understanding towards cultivation.

This time, his harvest was not small. Not only did he recognize that Ghost Eye Liu, but he also unexpectedly obtained this blade. At the same time, it proved something.

The dagger given to him by the old man was definitely not an ordinary item.

To be able to face off against weapons forged by cultivators and not be at a disadvantage at all, what kind of ordinary thing could that be? However, what Dong Wen Feng found strange was that he could not understand the structure of the dagger at all. It was as if it was completely blank, but at the same time, it seemed extremely complicated.

After all, this dagger had proven that it was extraordinary.

Just as he was about to leave the house to get some fresh air, Master Hu called him, saying that there was a reason behind the attack on Dong Wen Feng a few days ago, and many clues pointed to one person, that was the Ma Clan, a clan which was second only to the Four Great Clans. The company under their banner originally had an important business relationship with the Fang Clan, but it had been cancelled by Dong Wen Feng.

"Are you sure it's him?" Dong Wen Feng frowned, he did not want to make a mistake.

Master Hu vowed: That's right, it's this old fellow. I heard from my brothers that he had spent a lot of money to hire people, and had even spread the word that he wanted to carry out an operation.

Dong Wen Feng responded, it looked like it was without a doubt this Ma Dapao, last time at the dinner table, he was already too insensible, and now that he suddenly jumped out to be a demon, he actually dared to attack him, I really don't know how many lives he had left to fight me!

"From now on, we, Luo Chuan, will not cooperate with anyone who has a working relationship with the Ma family in the capital! "Execute from now on!" Dong Wen Feng ordered.

Zhen Ping immediately carried it out. The huge corporation had exerted its influence, and within a single day, Ma family's patriarch Ma Dapao received news of twenty-eight contracts being cancelled. The losses exceeded five million, and he was in dire straits.