The old ancient martial arts practitioners looked at Lin Feng and couldn't help laughing.
They asked so many ancient martial arts practitioners to come here, just to kill a yellow-haired child with no hair. What kind of international joke are you kidding?
The red-bearded old man smiled and said: "Third Master, is it him? You didn't see the joke, right? That yellow-haired boy, I can kill him with just one fart!"
The red-bearded old man knew that he was exaggerating, but Lin Feng, he really couldn't see it.
Wu Qingshan said with a smile: "Mr.
The bodyguards of the cultivators all died in his hands!"
"Third Master, is this impossible? We are not three-year-olds, why does this sound so funny?"
"Yes, Third Master, that kid's hair hasn't even grown yet. Even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, he still wouldn't be strong enough to kill Huang Jie Dzogchen!"
"Third Master, are you kidding us?"
One by one the old men were laughing and talking.
Beat them to death, but they don't believe that Lin Feng is capable.
They felt really speechless.
You thought there was a big war, but it turned out to be a small piece of trash?
Wu Qingshan said: "Everyone, what I say is true, don't believe it!"
"Third Master, it's not that we don't believe it, it's just that we can't believe it!"
All the ancient martial arts practitioners still don’t believe it.
Wu Qingshan looked directly at Lin Feng and said: "Son, my men are here, it's too narrow here, go out and fight!"
He knew that Lin Feng was not simple. The space here was really limited. If Lin Feng was besieged, only four or five people would be able to take action at the same time. The others would only be able to watch and would not be able to play a greater role.
It wouldn't be fun if Lin Feng killed them one by one.
We must find a spacious place and attack Lin Feng together to be more confident.
Lin Feng nodded, stood up, and said to Ye Qingxue and Xuanyuan Qiudi: "Just wait for me at home. I'll be back as soon as I go!"
Ye Qingxue held Lin Feng's hand tightly and refused to let go.
With so many ancient martial arts practitioners, she was afraid that Lin Feng would never come back.
Xuanyuan Qiudi said: "Lin Feng, you... are you sure?"
Xuanyuan Qiudi's eyes were full of worry.
Lin Feng did not respond to Xuanyuan Qiudi, but gently patted Ye Qingxue's hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine!"
Ye Qingxue's eyes were full of reluctance and worry, but she still couldn't bear to let go.
"Son, how long are you going to linger on? Do you dare to go out?" Wu Qingshan yelled at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng patted Ye Qingxue's hand again, took it out, and said, "Let's go!"
Wu Qingshan and Wu Yong led the team, walking in front, and led down with thirty-five ancient martial arts practitioners.
Lin Feng followed, and Ye Qingxue grabbed Lin Feng's clothes. She was really worried.
"It's fine!"
Lin Feng smiled and said something to Ye Qingxue, pulled Ye Qingxue's hand away, and followed him out.
"Let's go take a look!"
Xuanyuan Qiudi said something and took Ye Qingxue to follow.
The two women, no matter how confident and sure Lin Feng was, they couldn't let go.
Downstairs is a courtyard and a small parking lot.
There are only a few cars parked inside at the moment, but it's quite spacious.
Xuanyuan Qiudi and Ye Qingxue stood at the entrance of the stairwell and watched. They held each other's hands and their hearts beat faster.
Under the dim light, looking at Lin Feng surrounded by more than thirty old men in gray robes, the two women felt unspeakably nervous and worried.
Xuanyuan Qiudi was different from Ye Qingxue. She was worried that someone as outstanding as Lin Feng could make huge contributions to the motherland and the people by joining their team.
But it would be a shame if he died like this.
Oh my god, is it so lively? Isn’t it too exciting?
When the five police officers who stayed in the yard saw this scene, they quickly stepped back and stood watching from a distance, their blood boiling with excitement.
What are these thirty or so ancient martial arts practitioners doing?
If there were a fight, it would be really spectacular.
They have never seen ancient martial arts practitioners and ancient martial arts practitioners take action.
However, they were disappointed when they saw that it was the young Lin Feng who was surrounded.
This is destined to be nothing to see.
More than thirty ancient martial arts practitioners surrounded Lin Feng. An old man laughed and said: "Hahahaha, there is no need to kill a chicken with a bull's knife. No one needs to take action. This little brat is left to me. Although I am only in the early stage of Huang level, if
If you can’t get rid of him with one move, I’ll treat everyone to a midnight snack tonight!”
Wu Qingshan quickly shouted: "No, absolutely no, that guy is really a master, we must go together, you must go together..."
Before he finished speaking, the old man was only in the early stage of the Huang rank and didn't listen at all. His energy circulated and his strength was released. He quickly rushed towards Lin Feng and slapped Lin Feng on the head.
He wanted to slap Lin Feng's head open.
As for other ancient martial arts practitioners, they didn't take Wu Qingshan's words to heart at all.
I can't take it to heart. No matter how you look at it, Lin Feng doesn't look like a master.
"No..."
Wu Yong and Wu Qingshan both shouted.
If a person at the early stage of Huang rank went up to fight Lin Feng alone, he would die without knowing how.
The other ancient martial arts practitioners all looked at him casually with smiles on their faces.
The next moment!
The old man's slap at the early stage of Huang Rank had not yet hit Lin Feng's head. He raised his hand to the top of Lin Feng's head. Lin Feng had already thrust out a sword finger, and there was a faint sound. The two fingers of the sword finger seemed to be sharp.
Like a sword, it pierced the throat of the old man at the early stage of Huang Rank.
Well……
At the early stage of Huang Level, the old man's body stopped. As soon as Lin Feng retracted his sword, a blood hole appeared in his throat and blood continued to pour out. He fell to the ground, and he didn't have time to scream. He twitched several times, and not only his throat, but also his mouth and nose were bleeding.
Already dead with no peace of mind.
ah?
What's going on?
What's going on? Is this?
Those casual ancient martial arts practitioners with smiles suddenly froze one by one, looking at Lin Feng with big eyes, with a look of shock in their eyes.
Shouldn't it be Lin Feng who fell down? How could it be old man Gu Wu?
There were seven or eight ancient martial arts practitioners who had already predicted the outcome and didn't care at all. Now they don't even know how Lin Feng took action.
The old man at the early Huang level died like this?
But what they were extremely confused about was that even though Lin Feng killed the old man at the early Huang level, they didn't feel Lin Feng's vitality, and they couldn't feel what level of strength Lin Feng had.
What the hell is going on?
It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to kill the old man Guwu who is in the early Huang level!
Wu Qingshan smashed his fist and palm together, making a crisp sound. He was very sad and said with great reluctance: "Hey, damn, I told you, don't underestimate him, come together, come together!"