"Give it back to me? Just lie to me!" Ling Yunfeng sneered in his heart. As long as the other party took his storage bag, he was afraid that they would never return it to him regardless of whether they had what they wanted. It's not like he didn't.
What kind of country bumpkin had I seen in the world? He had seen many such things in his previous life.
However, Ling Yunfeng didn't show anything on his face. He still had a smile on his face. He immediately took out the storage bag from his waist, shook it and said, "Brother, I really don't have what you are talking about. If you don't believe me, just take it and take a look."
This storage bag was hung on Ling Yunfeng's waist on purpose to hide others' eyes. There was nothing valuable in it, just some gold coins and a few pieces of animal skins.
Ling Yunfeng's cauldron refining space could not be known to others casually, so he had to use a storage bag to hide it from others. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the things in his hands disappeared out of thin air, or why things occasionally appeared in his hands.
"Bring the things here, it's best not to do any tricks." The fat mercenary said, maybe he was a little afraid of Ling Yunfeng and didn't dare to go over and get the things by himself.
"Yes, yes! I definitely don't dare!" Ling Yunfeng said in agreement, and immediately walked two or three meters away from the three of them, reaching out and handing the storage bag forward.
"It turns out to be a pustule!" Seeing Ling Yunfeng's appearance, the fat mercenary man snorted with disdain, and his guard suddenly dropped.
He estimated that the boy in front of him must be some young master from a big family who came to play in the mountains, so he immediately stepped forward to get the storage bag in Ling Yunfeng's hand.
"Here, here you go, don't kill me." Ling Yunfeng handed out the storage bag with trembling arms.
"Hmph!" The fat man snorted coldly, the disdain on his face became more intense, and he reached out to take the storage bag in Ling Yunfeng's hand.
However, he did not notice that Ling Yunfeng lowered his head, and the fear in his eyes had already disappeared, replaced by a coldness, and a few rays of light flickered in his eyes.
"Go to hell!" Just when the fat man's arm was about to touch the storage bag, Ling Yunfeng suddenly shouted, the white light in his hand surged, and a long sword suddenly appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Ling Yunfeng held the long sword and flicked his wrist, and the sharp blade suddenly cut through the air, bringing with it a burst of cold light and several sharp sound of breaking through the air, and slashed directly towards the obese man's head.
When the fat man saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated with horrified eyes. However, his speed was still a step slower, and the sword blade instantly passed through his neck with a fierce momentum.
"Phew!" Immediately, as a piece of bright red blood splashed out, a head was thrown upward, and a column of warm blood spurted out, pouring on the ground like a rain of blood.
The fat man's head saw a familiar body below him in the air. He seemed to realize something, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then his head fell to the ground weakly, and his body also fell to the ground.
"Whoops!" Almost at the same time as the sword edge crossed the obese man's neck, Ling Yunfeng turned his wrist, and then a cold light flashed out, and the sword edge stabbed directly at a mercenary man in front of him.
"Be careful." The last mercenary was stunned for a moment, suddenly came to his senses, and warned loudly.
But as soon as his voice fell, Ling Yunfeng's sword edge was already stabbed into the mercenary man's shoulder.
"Ah!" The mercenary suddenly screamed, covering the bloody mouth on his shoulder and staggering backwards.
"Boy, go to hell!" At this moment, the last remaining mercenary suddenly raised the giant ax in his hand and struck Ling Yunfeng. The ferocious momentum directly caused the surrounding air to roar.
"You're just a sixth-level warrior, looking for death!" Ling Yunfeng snorted coldly and waved his long sword towards the giant axe.
"Clang!" Following the sound of metal clashing, sparks shot out, and the mercenary man's body was directly shaken away.
"Suffer death! Mountain Breaking Fist!" Just when the mercenary man was shocked by the opponent's strength, a loud shout rang out from Ling Yunfeng's mouth, and he punched hard, with a dazzling earth-yellow light shining directly on his fist.
There was a ripple of air that hit the mercenary man's chest.
"Poof!" In just a short moment, Ling Yunfeng's fist landed hard on the mercenary man's chest, and a violent sonic boom sounded immediately, mixed with the sound of several bones breaking.
The mercenary man spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and landed heavily on the ground in the distance. His eyes went black, and he fainted immediately. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
The mercenary who was stabbed in the shoulder saw that his two companions were killed instantly. His face turned pale with fright, and he got up and ran away.
"You want to run? You're just a fifth-level warrior. If I let you run away, would I still have any dignity?" Ling Yunfeng glanced at the mercenary lightly, and then the martial energy under his feet shook, and a puff of smoke and dust rolled up, and he quickly chased after him.
The mercenary was only a fifth-level warrior, and suffered extremely serious injuries. His speed was not as fast as Ling Yunfeng's.
In just a few seconds, Ling Yunfeng rushed behind the mercenary, bent his legs, and swooped away like a hunting cheetah. At the same time, he punched the mercenary heavily and aimed at the mercenary.
His vest was smashed off.
"Kacha!" A punch landed on the mercenary's vest, and a snapping sound suddenly came from the opponent's body. Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mercenary's mouth, and he fell directly to the ground.
"Phew!" At this moment, the long sword in Ling Yunfeng's hand was swung out at some point, and a cold light suddenly fell on the opponent's neck.
As blood spattered, the mercenary's head separated from his body and rolled on the ground.
"Get it! If you want to rob me, you have to pay the price." Ling Yunfeng held up the long sword, a lazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and immediately reached out to the mercenary and started groping for it.
"So poor? You don't even have a storage bag?" After a while, Ling Yunfeng frowned and muttered. After searching for a long time, he only found a money bag on the mercenary's body. It was estimated that the weight was only a few.
Just ten gold coins.
With a slight wry smile, Ling Yunfeng took the long sword and came to the body of the mercenary who was knocked unconscious by a punch. Looking at the opponent's slightly heaving chest, Ling Yunfeng shook his head and directly waved the long sword towards the mercenary.
The man's neck was scratched.
"Phew!" Cold light flashed, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on the mercenary man's neck. A large amount of blood surged out, and his body gradually softened.
Ling Yunfeng was not a kind-hearted person to begin with, but his character was decisive and decisive. Since he had already made a grudge against the other party, he naturally would not leave the other party's life as a potential threat to himself.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng put away his sword and squatted down to search the mercenary. After a while, he sighed with some disappointment and threw a money bag into the storage bag on his waist, and then turned to the last fat man.
The mercenary's body walked away.
"Huh? This guy's harvest is not bad." When he came to the body of the fat mercenary, Ling Yunfeng's eyes focused on a cloth bag on the opponent's waist, and he couldn't help but smile.
The cloth bag on the waist is a storage bag. Since there is a storage bag, the harvest should not be too ordinary.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng bent down to take out the storage bag from the fat man's waist, but at this moment, several shouts came from not far away.
"Right in front, Fourth Commander! Just now we actually saw someone flying in the sky on a sword. The young master and the others have already passed by."
"Is this really possible?"
"Really, I definitely didn't lie to you. You will know when you meet the young master and the others later."
"Huh? Someone is here, it seems they are from the same mercenary group." Ling Yunfeng raised his eyes and saw a dozen men walking towards them in the woods a few hundred meters away. Look at their clothes.
They actually belonged to the same mercenary group as the three people he killed earlier.
"There are too many people. It's not appropriate to have a conflict. Get out of the way first!" Ling Yunfeng whispered, and then reached out to collect the storage bag on the fat man's waist. He hurriedly ran into a dense forest, and then dodged a few times.
Suddenly it disappeared into the vast woods.
Less than a few minutes after Ling Yunfeng left, a dozen mercenaries arrived here.
"What's going on? The fourth regiment commanders are Dalin, Gou Jun, and the eldest young master." A big man exclaimed, looking at the three corpses on the ground, his expression suddenly changed.
"It's really them, what's going on, who killed them." A bald middle-aged man stepped forward and looked at the corpse, his expression changed greatly. The others' eyes also changed, and they hurriedly stepped forward to inspect the corpse.
"Captain, it looks like the first person inflicted the wound." A mercenary man walked up to the bald middle-aged man and said.
"The same person did it. He could kill three of them at the same time. The opponent's strength must have reached the seventh level warrior. And there are not many people around here who dare to kill our Dark Ghost Mercenary Group. Could it be someone from the Baisha Mercenary Group?" said the bald middle-aged man.
The man lowered his head and thought deeply, then raised his eyes and said, "Quickly look to see if there are any clues around here."
"Yes, the fourth regiment commander." Everyone responded and immediately started searching nearby carefully.
"I let the young man die here. I will definitely not let me go when I get back." The bald man said angrily. Then he seemed to remember something, his face changed, and he hurried to the body of the fat man, squatted down and started groping for it.
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"Where's the treasure map? Damn it! This time it's really troublesome!" After a while, the bald middle-aged man's face suddenly turned ugly. He cursed angrily, stood up immediately, and shouted at the mercenary who was more than ten meters away with a gloomy look: "
Look carefully for me, we must find the murderer! Damn it!"...
At night, in a small hidden cave, Ling Yunfeng dug a pit in a corner of the cave. He immediately summoned the Nine Dragons Alchemy Cauldron and transformed it into the size of a grain of sand and buried it in the pit. His body turned into a streak of red.