Everyone in Zhuifeng Tavern looked at Ye Fan and his sword in shock. He was shocked by Ye Fan's sword and fell into a dead silence.

With just one knife and one basic knife technique, Guo Hong, the third son of the Sanhu Tigers in the Wasteland, was neatly stepped on the foot of Guo Hong.

Ye Fan has already made them deeply realize that he is not a good person to mess with.

The martial arts cultivators who were ridiculing and sarcastic, all shut up, as if they had forgotten how they had just talked and threatened to teach Ye Fan a lesson, as if a martial king could deal with Ye Fan by just standing up.

Now all the martial artists in the tavern are frightened and no one dares to stand up and say anything again.

As King of Martial Arts, having a fourth-level top-grade Xuan Soldier is already the greatest expectation.

Mu Feng, the number one master on the list of Wu Wang in the Imperial Valley City, is the martial kings who have a fourth-level top-grade wind and frost blade and are proud of Wu Wang in the Imperial Valley City.

Have a magic weapon of level 5 or above!

This is something King Wu dared not imagine.

This is not something that anyone who wants to have.

The high material fees, design fees and refining fees of at least tens of millions of yuan of stone will not be mentioned for the time being.

More importantly, this level of magical weapons has not been mass-produced, and basically all of them are specially customized. You have to ask a weapon refiner to tailor it.

Firstly, it is because the refining materials for refining magic weapons above level 5 are very rare, and secondly, the mass-produced ordinary mysterious weapons cannot exert the maximum strength of a martial artist. It must be tailor-made to match the martial artists and the magic weapons to the greatest extent.

But isn’t it so easy for a weapon refiner to be invited?!

Even if King Wu is willing to spend a lot of money to invite him, it is useless.

The weapon refiner is not short of money at all, and will not simply spend a lot of time and effort to refine high-level magical weapons because of money.

It also depends on whether the identity is qualified to ask a weapon refiner to take action! Usually, only the emperor can ask a weapon refiner to create an imperial-level divine weapon for it.

There are too many profound meanings in it, symbolizing strong strength, unattainable financial resources, and even unfathomable backgrounds.

Without meeting these conditions, it is naturally impossible to obtain an imperial-level magic weapon tailored for yourself.

"Mr. Ye is so strong. He is really a role model in my senior role in the field of organs!"

Gan Feng was next to the hall, looking up at Ye Fan's cold and arrogant figure in the center of the hall, excited, with a red tide on his face, and he was extremely admiring.

Low-level institutional masters are generally not very wealthy. In order to practice advanced institutional techniques, purchasing various expensive institutional refining materials for testing is enough to consume the family's wealth. Most institutional masters are poor.

However, once the mechanics are practiced to achieve great success, the mechanics are likely to be rich.

Du Qiao, a genius emperor of the Imperial Valley City, made hundreds of years ago, earned hundreds of millions of yuan stones in her life with her unparalleled skill. Only then did she design and create a super powerful fire cattle beast king with her life's hard work and financial resources in the second half of her life.

Lord Ye is worthy of being a powerful emperor of the mechanism. He is indeed rich and has a mysterious origin!

It must be because I had earned a huge amount of financial resources with my mastery of mechanical skills before that I could afford the fifth-level imperial magic weapon that made countless martial kings envious and jealous!

Holding a fifth-level emperor-level sword in his hand, even a top-notch master at the late stage of the Martial King Realm could only be afraid and take the initiative to retreat.

It seems that Lord Ye is still confident in the trip to the Great Wilderness led by his team this time, and it is not a rash move.

In Zhuifeng Tavern, the most embarrassing and unstoppable Sanhuhu in the Wasteland.

Other martial artists at most kept silent, just pretending that they had never said anything cold and hot.

But the three tigers in the wasteland jumped out and hit Ye Fan's knife.

The third brother Guo Hong was so arrogant just now, but he was defeated by Ye Fan's hand and lost terriblely.

Guo Hong pulled his head unconsciously and had no face to look at people.

The beautiful young woman's beautiful face, which was covered with thick rouge powder, changed, showing a little fear, as if she was sitting on pins and needles. Her strength was actually not much stronger than Guo Hong. If she really fought with Ye Fan, she would be killed by one move. She couldn't help but look at the boss Zhao Qingmei nervously.

Only the green-browed man was calm and although he was shocked, he did not lose his composure.

What he was most worried about now was that the little reputation that the three tigers of the Wasteland had accumulated in the Digu City over the years would probably be severely damaged.

If the news spread today, I am afraid that the Three Tigers of the Wasteland will be ridiculed by the martial artists. Those who don’t know the details will definitely say that the Three Tigers of the Wasteland are incompetent and cannot resist the move of the Martial King.

"Hmph, the Three Tigers of the Wasteland, but Er's basic sword technique cannot be controlled by the Martial King of Level. I heard that the Three Tigers of the Wasteland are first-class experts in the Digu City. It seems that this reputation is too exaggerated and timid. It is better to change it to the Three Rats of the Wasteland!"

Suddenly, in a private room on the fifth floor of Zhuifeng Tavern, a sarcastic sarcasm sound came, breaking the silence of the martial arts practitioners in the tavern.

Zhao Qingmei had already been full of anger and didn't know where to go. Hearing this, he couldn't help but get angry. He suddenly slapped the table and angrily looked at the box on the fifth floor of the tavern. He shouted, "Hmph, where are the rats coming from? Hiding in it, mocking! He has a kind of show his face!"

"What are you angry at me? The one who cut off Guo Hongxuan's army is that Lord Ye! You don't have the courage to compete with him, but instead ask others to vent your anger. This is the courage of your Three Tigers in the Wasteland?!"

In the private room, the hoarse voice laughed again. Then, the hoarse voice fell silent and said no more.

Zhao Qingmei suppressed her anger and ignored the ridicule in the private room.

He understood that the pressure to cause a fatal blow to the reputation of the Three Tigers in the Wasteland came from Ye Fan, and there was no use to argue with the person in the box.

"This is your priest who defeated my third son in the Wasteland Three Tigers in one fell swoop. It is admirable. I am willing to give in. I shouldn't have said anything.

But I was still a little dissatisfied. With the advantage of the magic weapon in my hand, you cut off my third brother's weapons and took some advantage of the Xuanbing.

I’m afraid that everyone in the Zhuifeng Tavern also thinks that your magic weapon is good, but I don’t think you have much real talent in martial arts!

I don’t have such magical weapons in my hand, only a mediocre mysterious weapon, so I naturally don’t dare to fight with you! I’m the three tigers in the wasteland who have been talking nonsense just now. I’m not going to accompany you.”

Zhao Qingmei stood up and stared at Ye Fan with a serious expression.

These words were just right.

He didn't want to punish Ye Fan in his words.

But he was even more reluctant to let the reputation of the Three Tigers of the Wasteland plummet.

It is naturally a good idea to attribute the reason why the third brother Guo Hong failed in one move to the magic weapon in Ye Fan's hand.

I have saved some face for them.

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Chapter completed!