Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
What is it, Holy Scorer?
Just as old man Wu smiled and waited for Yi Feng to be surprised, Yi Feng placed the rake in his hand.
"There's something wrong with your rake head." Yi Feng shook his head, then said gently, "And it's not easy to use."
Although the head of the rake did not break much, some places on it were rusty, and the shape was too ugly. I don't know if it was designed by that stupid thing. It is thought old man Wu used this rake head to sweep the ground, as well as hard work.
"What?"
In the imagination, Yi Feng was not surprised, and he even devalued his holy rake, and old man Wu immediately froze and stood up abruptly.
If not for him who still could not see Yi Feng's cultivation level clearly and did not dare to act rashly, he would have fought against Yi Feng a long time ago. Tangtang was close to the sacred product, something he had been proud of all his life, being tainted by Yi Feng like this, it was truly irresistible or unbearable.
Yi Feng was a little confused at first when he saw Old Man Wu's frying appearance, but he could understand it after thinking about it.
Although this was a cultivation world, most of them were ordinary people, ordinary people here were no different from ordinary people on Earth, most of them depended on agriculture for food.
As for Old Man Wu, this head rake was the one who ate, and the one who ate had problems, so it was no wonder he was in no hurry.
“Do not get excited.” Yi Feng raised his hand to comfort him.
But old man Wu still blushed, looking at Yi Feng, his heart was already full of anger.
"Wait a minute."
Yi Feng got up and walked into the inner room.
“OK, since you greatly underestimated my seven-toothed holy rake, then I want to see what else you can get that is comparable to my seven-toothed holy rake!” Seeing Yi Feng enter the room, old man Wu YongHong blushed and muttered silently.
Yi Feng returned home for a moment, then came out again, and said at the same time: "The rake head in your hand is too broken, just throw it away."
Yi Feng's words immediately caused Old Man Wu to boil in anger and rush to his forehead.
It was fine to underestimate the holy rake of his seven teeth, but he actually said that the seven-toothed holy rake was too damaged and lost?
This was no longer an understatement, but a mockery.
Whether it was irresistible or unbearable, once he suddenly stood up, he asked Yi Feng to give an explanation.
But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.
Like a lightning strike!
His eyes were fixed on Yi Feng's hand - a new rake.
As if afraid of being wrong, she quickly rubbed her eyes, and when she saw him again, she could only take a deep breath.
"This, this..."
For a time, he became indistinct, and his body could not resist shaking.
The shock in his heart at this moment could not be explained in words, because the rake in Yi Feng's hand was a real holy product.
And that is the new holy rake that is not broken in the slightest!
After a long time, old man Wu took a deep breath and looked at Yi Feng more deeply.
No wonder, no wonder this fellow would be so dismissive and make fun of the seven-toothed holy rake. It turned out that he had a real holy product in his hands. At the same time when old man Wu felt sad and uncomfortable, he could no longer be angry in his heart.
His seven-tooth rake was indeed precious, but it was truly not worth mentioning in front of the actual holy product.
"Who are you?"
Old man Wu frowned, looked at Yi Feng and asked word by word.
"Who are you saying I am?"
It was estimated that the illness of the second year of the old man happened again, and Yi Feng looked at him directly.
Old Man Wu nodded.
Yep!
A person who took out fire beads and holy objects randomly, who was he, was it still unclear?
He slumped on the bench.
Although he had always been unable to see through Yi Feng's cultivation, he had always believed that the two should be on the same level, which could not help awakening his competitive spirit.
So the obsession in his heart made him want to compare himself to Yi Feng.
But the end result was not what he wanted.
He also finally understood that he could not see through Yi Feng's cultivation.It was not because Yi Feng was practicing some unknown technique, but it was so powerful that he could not see it.
He's no longer competitive.
Instead, Wu YongHong looked at Yi Feng with a hint of fear and respect.
After all, the strong were respected in this world.
Yi Feng was stunned when he saw Wu YongHong's hair, and could not help but shout, "Hey brother, what are you stunned for?"
Hearing this, old man Wu had an ugly face and an embarrassed expression, so he could only smile awkwardly at Yi Feng.
"Yes, take it and save it for good use."
Yi Feng handed the rake in his hand and said with a smile.
Old man Wu did not react at first, but after reacting, his mind was like a bolt of lightning, he suddenly stood up, and looked at Yi Feng.
"What?"
"Give me?"