Peerless Martial Soul

There are so many people, but the people around are not surprised at all, obviously they are used to it.

This made Chen Feng realize that this place is different from other places in the Dragon Vessel Continent that he had visited before!

This is overseas, there are countless special races, countless strong people.

After Chen Feng came here, he also received a lot of attention.

Not because of other things, but because his realm is too low.

People walking here, half-step Wudi can be seen everywhere, and there are many strong people in the Wudi realm, but there are very few strong people like Chen Feng and the nine-star Wuhuang level.

After entering here, Chen Feng took a deep breath, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

There are powerful auras everywhere, and many of them can even suppress him.

Chen Feng sighed softly, looked into the distance, and said to himself: "Yingzhou City, there are really strong gatherings!"

"I'm here, but very inconspicuous."

In the eyes of everyone, his strength is too low.

But it was just a surprised look, and no one came to bother immediately.

After all, although Chen Feng's strength is not obvious now, being able to enter it is a recognition of his strength.

Many people are guessing that although this young man is not high-level, he might be a masterpiece.

Chen Feng didn't care about everyone's gaze, but just walked forward, listening carefully for the news as he walked.

About two hours later, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth. He looked at the location in the center of the city and said, "It turns out that there is a special seller of news."

Chen Feng had heard a lot of news in these two hours, and soon he knew where to buy news.

The area of ​​Yingzhou City is not very large, with a radius of only a few hundred miles.

The streets are not very wide, and there are three- and four-story buildings full of exotic styles everywhere.

All the streets were small alleys with twists and turns, and Chen Feng walked towards the city according to the news he heard.

Soon, after walking around for an hour, he came to an area.

This area is rather dilapidated, the buildings on both sides are not high, and they look very old.

In many places, the surface is already mottled.

The alleys here are exceptionally narrow and the roads are exceptionally dense. It's just normal to see no sign as you walk.

Those shops facing the street are also rarely opened. Occasionally, a few are opened, and there are a few idlers sitting at the door, staring at the occasional pedestrians with indifferent and cold eyes.

After Chen Feng came here, he took a deep breath.

He knew that this place was mostly the underground black market in Yingzhou City.

Presumably, not only news can be sold here, but many things can be sold.

After seeing Chen Feng's arrival, the emotions on these faces did not change.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and stepped into it.

After arriving here, Chen Feng felt that there seemed to be an eerie and strange power in the air, and the wind blowing here was extremely cold, causing Chen Feng to shiver.

Even Chen Feng could hear the whispering cry of ghosts in the air.

Chen Feng knew that there must have been countless killings before.

I don't know how many people died here, and I don't know how many sins were buried here, so this is the case.

Soon, Chen Feng passed through seven or eight alleys before arriving at a small courtyard.

In this small courtyard, the gate is open and you can see the situation inside.

The yard is not big, only a few tens of meters in radius. There is a lot of grass and three or four coffins on the ground.

These three or four coffins are also in tatters, and some of the coffin covers have fallen off, revealing the pale color inside.

At the end of the courtyard, there was something similar to a dilapidated ancestral hall, and only the ruined walls remained.

"This is it."

Chen Feng sighed slightly, he looked around and was sure.

Then, step directly into this courtyard.

This is where Chen Feng inquired about buying news in Yingzhou City. If the news here is incomplete, then no one dares to say it all.

After Chen Feng came here, there was no movement.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry either. He just came to the ancestral hall and took out three incense sticks to light it, but did not sprinkle the incense ash on the ground, but directly spread it in the palm of his hand.

After the incense was lit, Chen Feng scattered the incense ash with the wind.

Suddenly, the incense ash floated away.

And at the moment when the incense ash fell, suddenly, a person's voice in this courtyard suddenly rang: "Boy, you want me to buy news?"

In the next moment, one of the rotten coffins that had been spread among the wild grass suddenly flashed by a black figure.

Then, lightly fell in front of the ancestral hall, looking at Chen Feng.

This person is a middle-aged person in his forties.

Wearing a black suit, his figure was extremely short, and his eyes shone with a sly light.

He crouched on his waist and tiptoe, his legs were full of power, as if he was about to flee at any time.

While speaking, he looked around very vigilantly.

Chen Feng didn't react at all to his sudden appearance.

Because as soon as Chen Feng entered here, he sensed his breath and knew that he was hiding in the coffin.

Chen Feng just saved him a face, so he didn't directly expose it, but instead cooperated with him to pretend to be a ghost here.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Yes, I just want to buy news now."

This person glanced at Chen Feng, and after seeing Chen Feng's strength clearly, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.

The expression on his face immediately became cold, and he said lazily: "What news to buy?"

When he saw Chen Feng's strength, he felt that Chen Feng should not be able to afford too expensive news.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "News from the Sea of ​​Death."

"News from the Sea of ​​Death?"

He looked at Chen Feng, curled his lips, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and said, "The news about the Sea of ​​Death is very expensive."

Obviously, the implication of these words is to buy the news of the Sea of ​​Death, I am afraid that Chen Feng will definitely not be able to spend the money.

He didn't believe that Chen Feng had such strong financial resources.

Chen Feng frowned, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his heart.

Chen Feng could already see the contempt of this person just now very clearly, but Chen Feng didn't want to tear his face with him, so he endured it.

This person nicknamed the seven-tailed scorpion. As for his real name, no one knew.

In the underground black market in Yingzhou City, he is a legend, who is responsible for selling news. Chen Feng is unwilling to quarrel with him.

Therefore, Chen Feng took a deep breath and endured it again.