The man named Maz whistled leisurely and swayed towards the bushes where Ling Yunfeng was hiding, unaware that the danger was slowly approaching him.
After a while, the man quickly walked to a tree less than three meters away from Ling Yunfeng, stuffed the half-eaten piece of meat pie in his mouth, reached for his waist, and was about to tie it off.
When wearing a belt around the waist.
"Phew!" A cold light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. The man's face was startled and he was about to retreat. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck and his eyes became horrified. Soon, his eyes slowly changed.
It became blurry, and my mind instantly became dark.
However, the man's body maintained its original posture, standing upright on the spot and did not fall to the ground.
After Ling Yunfeng quickly dealt with this mercenary, he did not show up to attack the other three mercenaries, but continued to ambush in the bushes next to the dead mercenary's body.
Because he knew that as long as the other three Chinese characters saw that this man did not go back later, they would definitely come over, and then he could continue to carry out sneak attacks.
Although Ling Yunfeng was confident of killing the other three mercenaries head-on, such a sneak attack would be easier and would make less noise, so it would not attract the attention of other people or beasts around him.
Ling Yunfeng himself didn't feel there was anything shameful about sneak attacks from behind. Since he was an enemy, he didn't need to be particular about tactics, as long as he could kill his opponent in the quickest and easiest way.
The so-called winner and loser, as long as you win, there is no need to pay attention to methods. If you fail, you will die. Naturally, Ling Yunfeng will not stick to such a stubborn dogma.
"Is that guy Maz constipated? Why hasn't he come back for so long? Are you still masturbating?" After waiting for so long and not seeing his partner come back, the bald man touched his shiny head and joked.
Showing a lustful smile.
"Haha!" Upon hearing this, the other two men's eyes suddenly showed knowing colors, and they all burst into laughter.
"Alright! Let's go look for him together! It's getting late, so it's time to go back and make errands. Besides, this mountain range is not safe after dark!" After a burst of laughter, the rough man who looked like a mercenary captain said.
Immediately, the three of them patted their butts, stood up, and walked towards the direction where the man named Maz was relieving himself.
Looking at the three mercenaries who were gradually approaching, Ling Yunfeng's sharp eyes narrowed in the dense bushes, and the tissues in his body instantly tensed up, like a hunting wolf, ready to attack the three men.
sudden attack.
"Haha! Maz is there!" The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks among the three people soon saw Maz standing motionless under a tree, pointed at the latter and said to the other two men beside him.
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Immediately, the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walked over slowly, walked behind Maz, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the latter's body, and opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to say something.
Who knew that after being pushed so lightly by him, the latter's body kept its original posture and slowly fell to the ground, crashing to the ground, and a stream of blood immediately flowed out from his neck.
"This..." The man seemed to realize something and was about to shout, but suddenly he saw a cold light flashing in front of his eyes.
The man was stunned for a moment. Before he had time to react, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his throat, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell heavily backwards.
"What happened?" Seeing his companion suddenly collapse, the two mercenaries who were less than ten meters away from him quickly noticed it and ran over quickly to the body.
"It's Maz and Lang Er, what's wrong with them?" The rough mercenary captain quickly came to the big tree, looked at his companions lying on the ground and exclaimed,
"They are dead..." The bald mercenary man squatted down and gently turned the bodies of his two companions over. His eyes suddenly became horrified. He found that there was a short cut at the throats of his two companions.
There were short blood marks and there was no breath from the nostrils.
"What's going on? They, baldheads...be careful!" The mercenary captain's eyes became horrified and his voice trembled as he said, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly let out a loud shout and rolled his body backwards very quickly.
The bald man was still immersed in the horror of the two companions dying silently. Suddenly he saw a cold sword light falling rapidly from the top of his head. His expression changed drastically and he hurriedly tried to avoid it, but he seemed to be a step too slow.
"Whoosh!" Following a sound that broke through the air, the sword light swept down fiercely. Although it did not hit his head, it fell on his right arm.
"Ah!" Immediately, a scream like a slaughtering pig came from the bald man, and his entire right arm was quickly separated from his body, with countless blood sprays flying in the air.
After floating around for a few times, it fell weakly to the ground.
A fierce column of blood suddenly surged out from the fracture on his shoulder, and the blood shot out a meter or two away.
"Who are you?" The mercenary captain turned back a few times and flew a few meters away to avoid the opponent's attack. He looked forward quickly and suddenly saw that his partner was missing an arm.
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And a young man in black robes appeared silently in front of him at some point. The young man was holding a long sword with wet blood in his hand, and drops of bright red blood dripped down the tip of the sword.
The dark gaze of the young man in black robe was as gloomy as an ice cellar. He couldn't help but tremble when he looked at it, and he did not dare to look directly into the young man's eyes.
There was still a faint evil aura on this young man's body, and his murderous aura had not yet dissipated. It was obvious that he had killed his companions just now.
This young man was naturally Ling Yunfeng. After quickly killing a mercenary, he quickly climbed up a big tree next to him and hid, waiting for another attack.
However, this attack did not seem to be very successful. It did not kill the opponent, but only took away one of the opponent's arms.
"Haha! Aren't you looking for me? Why don't you recognize me?" Looking at the rough mercenary captain, Ling Yunfeng showed a gentle smile on his face and said softly, as if he was chatting with his friends.
"You...are? It's you!" Hearing this, the mercenary captain was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Ling Yunfeng and said with trembling words. He was extremely horrified in his heart. Isn't this kid the person that the second regiment leader wants to arrest?
If he had met this young man before, he might have been very happy. He could have received two thousand gold coins from the group leader and be happy.
But when he saw with his own eyes that two of his three friends were killed and one injured by this young man, he would no longer think that the seemingly harmless young man in front of him was as fragile as he appeared and that he could deal with it himself.
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Could this be because the third regiment leader said that his strength is not high? Judging from the fierce momentum of his attack just now, he is afraid that his cultivation level will not be lower than his own.
"Isn't it me? You must be surprised! You must be very happy!" Ling Yunfeng's tone was somewhat sarcastic, and he continued to joke.
"Sir...Sir, you misunderstood, I...I'm leaving now!" The mercenary captain's eyes turned sharply, and he hurriedly nodded and bowed to Ling Yunfeng with an expression of awe.
Surprised, he was indeed surprised. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say horrified. At this time, a cold sweat broke out from his back.
After saying this, he quickly turned around to leave, ignoring his comrade who was lying on the ground wailing with a broken hand. At this time, he just wanted to save his own life, and he couldn't care about much else.
"Do you want to leave like this? Now that you're here, you should leave something behind, right?" Seeing this mercenary man wanting to leave, Ling Yunfeng's gentle expression suddenly faded, and his eyes became gloomy again, with two twinges in his pupils.
Killing intent shot out.
Since the opponent wants to deal with him, he will not hold back. If he kills one more person from the opponent, the other party will have one less person to deal with him.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng's feet suddenly stepped heavily on the ground, and there was a low sonic boom sound under his feet. His body immediately jumped up, flying out like a cannonball, and stabbed the man fiercely with the long sword in his hand.
"Hmph! I'm not someone to be trifled with!" Seeing that the other party would not let him go easily, the man snorted coldly, the muscles on his face twitched, and the aura of an eighth-level warrior suddenly surged out.
In this case, he himself had no choice but to fight to the death. His cultivation as an eighth-level warrior was not limited by his strength, and he was considered a well-known strong man in this area. Could it be that he was afraid of this kid?
Feeling the majestic martial energy in his body, the man's confidence suddenly became much stronger. He swung the long stick in his hand and swept forward in the air towards Ling Yunfeng who was rushing toward him.
Seeing this, Ling Yunfeng ferociously turned his attack around, turning around in mid-air to avoid the mercenary man's blow and ducking to the opponent's side, and then swung his long sword to strike at the opponent's waist.
"clang!"
The mercenary man immediately swung the long stick in his hand and deflected the sword blade towards him. Immediately, he quickly took a few steps back with the force of the rebound. He kicked the ground suddenly with his toes, and his body suddenly rose into the sky.
He raised the long stick in his hand high in the air and hit Ling Yunfeng hard on the head.
Looking at Ling Yunfeng, who was in danger under his own offensive, the mercenary man showed a cruel sneer on his face, and the speed of his long stick suddenly accelerated a bit.
It seems that I just thought highly of this young man, but I didn't expect that the other party was so weak. Maybe he could kill two of his three companions and injured one just by relying on the advantage of a sneak attack.
Looking at the long stick that was rapidly enlarging in front of his eyes, Ling Yunfeng's expression on the ground remained unchanged at all, unhurried and calm, with a slight smile on his face.
Just when the long stick was less than one meter away from him, Ling Yunfeng moved and disappeared in the blink of an eye...
When the mercenary man saw Ling Yunfeng's figure suddenly disappearing from the spot, his eyes became horrified, and the sneer on his face suddenly solidified.