Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Just as the old man Wu smiled and waited for Yi Feng to be surprised, Yi Feng put the rake in his hand.

"There is something wrong with your rake head." Yi Feng shook his head, and then said softly, "And it's not very easy to use."

Although the rake head is not much broken, some places on it are rusted, and the shape is too ugly. I don't know if it was designed by that stupid thing. It is estimated that old man Wu used this rake head to rake the soil. Also hard work.

"what?"

In the imagination, Yi Feng was not shocked, and he even devalued his holy rake, and the old man Wu immediately froze and stood up abruptly.

If it wasn't for him who still couldn't see Yi Feng's cultivation level clearly and didn't dare to act rashly, he would have fought against Yi Feng long ago. Tangtang is close to the holy product, something that he has been proud of all his life, to be desecrated by Yi Feng like this, it is simply unbearable or unbearable.

Yi Feng was a little puzzled at first when he saw the frying appearance of Old Man Wu, but he could understand it after thinking about it.

Although this is the cultivation world, most of them are ordinary people. The ordinary people here are no different from ordinary people on Earth. Most of them rely on farming for food.

As for Old Man Wu, this raking head is the guy who eats, and the guy who eats has a problem, so it's no wonder he's not in a hurry.

"Don't get excited." Yi Feng raised his hand to comfort him.

But the old man Wu was still blushing, staring at Yi Feng, his heart was already full of anger.

"Wait for me a moment."

Yi Feng got up and walked into the inner room.

"Okay, since you look down on my seven-toothed holy rake so much, then I want to see what else you can come up with that is comparable to my seven-toothed holy rake!" Seeing Yi Feng entering the room, old man Wu He blushed and muttered secretly.

Yi Feng returned to the house for a moment, then came out again, and said at the same time: "The rake head in your hand is too broken, throw it away."

Yi Feng's words immediately caused Old Man Wu to boil with anger and rush to his forehead.

It's okay to belittle his seven-tooth holy rake, but he actually said that the seven-toothed holy rake is too broken and lost?

This is no longer a belittling, but a mockery.

Chi Guoguo's mockery!

Whether it is bearable or unbearable, as soon as he stood up abruptly, he asked Yi Feng to give an explanation.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

Like lightning strikes!

His eyes were fixed on Yi Feng's hand - the brand new rake.

As if afraid that he was wrong, he quickly rubbed his eyes, and when he saw it again, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"This, this is..."

For a time, he became inarticulate, and his body couldn't help shaking.

The shock in his heart at this moment can't be described in words, because the rake in Yi Feng's hand is a real holy product.

And it is a brand-new holy rake that is not broken in the slightest!

"call!"

After a long time, the old man Wu took a deep breath and looked at Yi Feng with a deeper look.

No wonder, no wonder this person would be so belittling and ridiculing his seven-toothed holy rake. It turned out that he had a real holy product in his hand. At the same time as old man Wu felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, he could no longer be angry in his heart.

His seven-toothed rake is indeed precious, but it is really not worth mentioning in front of the real holy product.

"Who the **** are you?"

Old man Wu frowned, stared at Yi Feng and asked word by word.

"Who do you say I am?"

It is estimated that the old man's second-year illness was committed again, and Yi Feng gave him a direct look.

Old Man Wu nodded.

Yes!

A person who took out a flame bead and a sacred sacred object at random, who is he, is it still unclear?

He slumped down on the stool.

Although he has always been unable to see through Yi Feng's cultivation, he always believed that the two should be at the same level, which could not help arouse his competitive spirit.

So the obsession in his heart made him want to compare himself with Yi Feng.

But the end result was not what he wanted.

He also finally understood that he couldn't see through Yi Feng's cultivation. It wasn't because Yi Feng practiced some unknown technique, but it was so strong that he couldn't see through it.

He was no longer competitive.

On the contrary, Yi Feng looked at Yi Feng with a little fear and respect.

After all, the strong are respected in this world.

Yi Feng was stunned when he saw Wu Lao's hair, and couldn't help shouting, "Hey brother, what are you stunned for?"

Hearing this, the old man Wu had an ugly face and a look of shame, so he could only smile awkwardly at Yi Feng.

"Yes, take it and keep it for good use."

Yi Feng handed over the rake in his hand and said with a smile.

Old man Wu didn't react at first, but after reacting, his mind was like a lightning strike, he stood up abruptly, and stared at Yi Feng.

"what?"

"Give me?"