World Wide Martial Art

"So what?" The old man in black robe wanted to slap this talkative guy a few times, glared at him and yelled. Situ

The man immediately swallowed back his unnecessary words.

Ye Feng was surprisingly calm at this moment. He took a step forward and told in detail what happened after entering the black market.

There were many people at the scene who witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and the old man in black robe could naturally distinguish the authenticity of what Ye Feng said.

After a long time, a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

From this point of view, Wei Tuo wanted to rob property, and the five deacons coveted each other's monsters, so they really deserved it.

"You said you came to our black market to find someone?" The old man in black robe asked, staring at Ye Feng with a pair of eagle-like eyes.

"I came to the black market to find Mr. Zhao Da..." Ye Feng didn't shy away and told the truth.

"Mr. Zhao Da?"

Hearing this name, many people in black showed strange expressions on their faces. Even the man who had shouted to take down Ye Feng had a look of contempt on his face and mocked: "Mr. Zhao Da, not everyone can see him..." "

Ye Feng ignored him, shook his palm, and a note appeared in his palm. It was the note written by the master of Zhenbao Pavilion to Mr. Zhao Da.

The old man in black robe, the third deacon, reached out to take it. After examining it carefully for a while, he nodded slowly: "Since they are here to see Mr. Zhao Da, they are the guests of the black market. Chen San, please take them there quickly. "

"As for Wei Tuo and the other warriors who lost their lives, they brought their own fault for taking advantage of their wealth. This deacon will naturally report it...Huh? Why are you still standing there? Are they all gone for me?" After the black-robed old man, the third deacon, said this, he He tossed his sleeves and walked away.

He is borrowing a donkey to get off the slope.

The third deacon has always been at odds with the second deacon Wei Zhen, who is Wei Tuo's eldest brother.

Coupled with the fact that he now knows the power of the innate fire spirit from other people's mouths, the wily third deacon is not sure of victory. Once he falls out with the kid in front of him, there is no guarantee that he will be like Wei Tuo before, with no bones left.

How could he take such an incredible risk for Wei Tuo and a group of innate warriors who didn't have much of a foothold?

Ye Feng didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

It seems that the innate fire spirit is a deterrent on the one hand, and on the other hand, Mr. Zhao Da recommended by Pavilion Master Yan should have an extraordinary status in the black market.

Seeing the third deacon and a group of men in black leaving, some of them looked angry, but under the power of the third deacon, they had no choice but to leave. Ye Feng quickly pulled Huo Jing'er over and whispered: "Jing'er, you go back first, I will go see Mr. Zhao Da alone."

There is filth and evil in the black market. Although there is a reason for everything, the innate fire spirit killed Wei Tuo and many innate warriors just now, which can be said to have severely offended the black market.

If he was alone, he could just slap his butt and leave at any time, but it would not be so convenient with Huo Jing'er, the third prince and others.

Huo Jing'er was about to speak but stopped.

"Look, Senior Brother Long has been seriously injured. It's best to escort him to Master Huidong's residence first..." Ye Feng said quickly.

Huo Jing'er reluctantly nodded and warned: "Then you must be careful alone."

"Don't worry, you have also seen that I can kill the virtual master with my backhand. If it doesn't work, I will burn this place..." Ye Feng chuckled.

The group of people left first. When they were completely out of the black market, Ye Feng nodded and said to "Chen San" whom the old man in black robe told him: "Let's go."

After a while, Chen San led Ye Feng through a large number of market shops and stood on the hillside of a mountain near the northwest of the black market.

There is a long stone staircase paved in front of the mountain leading to the top of the mountain.

Chen San pointed to a building on the top of the mountain without expression and said: "The Mr. Zhao Da you are looking for is up there. However, I am only responsible for bringing you here. Whether I can see Mr. Zhao Da's face depends on it." It’s up to you.”

After saying this, he turned around and left.

Ye Feng originally wanted to ask for information about Mr. Zhao Da, but seeing that his attitude was not very friendly, he had no choice but to give up.

This area seems to have reached the core of the black market. It is rumored that the black market has many internal organs and is in danger every step of the way. Very few people from the outside can get to the real core.

This place may even be one of the most important places for the black market.

Ye Feng kept thinking secretly in his mind, but he had come to accept it. After reaching this point, he couldn't turn back no matter what.

He raised his head and looked around, then walked calmly towards the stone steps.

As soon as I stepped up the stone steps, I felt a few very vigilant mental perceptions being released, looking at myself up and down.

Perhaps sensing that Ye Feng's cultivation was average, he restrained himself after a few silent touches of spiritual power.

Ye Feng had no expression on his face, but he smiled slightly in his heart.

The other party regarded him as an ordinary innate warrior, but he didn't know that his mental power was extremely powerful, almost reaching the eighth or ninth level. To find out about him in such an open and honest manner was to cheat the class.

Of course he wouldn't expose it and walked up.

Going up to the end of the stone steps, Ye Feng couldn't help but slow down. There was nothing in front of him, it seemed to be a flat land, but when he was underground, Ye Feng clearly saw a large building here.

After thinking about it, Ye Feng released his mental power. After a while, he raised his hand, and a red light shot out from his fingertips, hitting the seemingly empty place in front of him.

The space fluctuated.

A portal suddenly appeared in front of him, and behind the door stood two young men in robes.

"Hey, I'm only two-level innate, how can I find the secret to breaking the ban?" One of them looked at Ye Feng with a surprised look on his face.

The other one said with a cold face: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Ye Feng, please see Mr. Zhao Da..."

"Who do we care who you are? If an innate warrior wants to see Mr. Da, he will definitely need someone to introduce him. If not, where are you going?" Leng Bingbing interrupted Ye Feng impatiently.

Hearing what this person said, Ye Feng nodded, took out the note from his arms with a calm expression, and reached out to hand it over.

At this time, the person who had screamed earlier took it, and the two of them looked at it with strange expressions in their eyes.

"Is the Master of Wu Mansion Treasure Pavilion your recommender?"

"That's right." Ye Feng replied honestly.

"There have always been conflicts between Wu Mansion and our black market. How come Master Zhenbao Pavilion knows Mr. Da?" Both of them seemed a little surprised.

"Perhaps they have a personal history. Mr. Da is a weird person. He can make any kind of friends. Forget it, now that we have found this place and have a recommender, it is not against the rules. We have no reason not to let him. You go in." After checking the note several times, one of them opened the light portal.