Because the old man found that with his cultivation level, he could not clearly see the specific cultivation level of the black-robed young man. There were only two reasons for this. The first reason was that the other person's cultivation level was higher than his own. The second reason was that the other person had practiced concealing himself.
The secret of breath.
Compared to the first reason, the old man believed in the second reason more. Because if it was the first case, it would be really shocking.
This young man in black robe looks like he is only about twenty years old. If his cultivation level is higher than mine, his talent is simply terrifying and a bit too shocking.
What's more, the old man always felt that the child in black robe gave him an extremely inexplicable feeling, as if the child was not an ordinary child. But he couldn't explain why.
At this time, Ling Yunfeng's eyes glanced around these people, and then stopped at the old man in light yellow robes and the two big men in gray robes behind the young man in brocade robes, and his expression became a little solemn.
Because Ling Yunfeng discovered that in this group of people, except for the young man in brown robe, the cultivation level of everyone else was above the level of a martial artist, and among them, the old man in light yellow robe had the highest level of cultivation.
Judging from the vague aura on his body, it is obvious that he has reached the level of Wuzong, but compared to Xiaotian, he is far behind.
Next were two big men in gray robes with swords on their waists. Both of them had about the same level of cultivation as eighth-level martial arts masters. The cultivation levels of the twelve yellow-robed men were between the fourth-level martial arts masters and the sixth-level martial arts masters.
The young man in brocade robe has a level of cultivation at the peak level of a third-level martial artist, and his talent is average. As for the young man in brown robe, his cultivation level is only that of a seventh-level martial artist.
"Boy, did you kill this blood-ink poisonous lizard python?" After looking around for a while, the young man in brocade robes glanced sideways at Ling Yunfeng and asked.
"That's right!" Ling Yunfeng said lightly, and immediately turned around and began to dissect the blood-ink poisonous lizard python, not bothering to pay attention to the other party.
This guy spoke in such a condescending manner, as if he was talking to his own slave, and there was no need for him to be polite.
Besides, the forces around him are not afraid of this group of people. Although Golden Boy, Tianyi Flame Lion and Nine-tailed Tmall are all in retreat, it is not difficult to defeat these people with the strength of Xiaotian and Four-winged Qingluan.
Seeing Ling Yunfeng's actions, the young man in brocade frowned, a trace of anger appeared on his face, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Given his status, no one has dared to treat him like this until now, and some of them have long since become corpses.
"Boy, be brave, our young master is talking to you." When the young man in brown robe saw his young master's face, he immediately shouted to Ling Yunfeng, as if he could already see the fate of this ungrateful boy.
But Ling Yunfeng still ignored him and continued to dissect the body of the blood-ink poisonous lizard python.
Xiaotian also sat on the stone with an indifferent expression, took out a raw sweet potato from his arms and gnawed it, making a squeaking sound, which seemed extremely disharmonious in this atmosphere.
"Boy, you..." Seeing Ling Yunfeng's appearance, the brown-robed young man's face darkened and he shouted, about to say something again.
At this time, the young man in brocade robe raised his arm, interrupted him, looked at Ling Yunfeng and said: "Boy, we bought the body of your blood-ink poisonous lizard python, I will give you two thousand gold coins, you go.
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Although this young man in brocade robes was arrogant, he was not mentally retarded. This blood-ink poisonous lizard python was already at the second level, but it died in the hands of this young man in black robes. It was probably a bit strange.
"Two thousand gold coins? Huh!" Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng curled up his lips and sneered. The poison sac of the blood-ink poisonous lizard python alone is worth more than 20,000 gold coins. The entire corpse is probably worth more than 50,000 gold coins. Two
I want to buy it for a thousand gold coins, but I think I am a fool.
This guy obviously wanted to seize something, but he seemed to be afraid of something and didn't dare to take action directly.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng raised his head and glanced at the young man in brocade robes with a strange look, as if he was looking at an idiot, and said lightly: "Sorry, I won't sell it!"
In Ling Yunfeng's opinion, this guy is just an idiot. For such a price, you might as well just grab it to avoid being looked down upon by others.
"You... boy, don't toast me and eat as a fine. I don't think you killed this blood-ink poisonous lizard python. I guess you just took advantage of it because it was seriously injured and dying. As the saying goes, everyone who meets you has a share. I'll give it to you."
Two thousand gold coins is not bad." The brocade robe said, his face gradually becoming gloomy.
When he thought about it, this kid seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. How could he have the strength to kill the blood-ink poisonous lizard python? It was even less possible for the kid next to him, so the blood-ink poisonous lizard python was probably
After fighting with other monsters and being seriously injured, this guy took advantage of me.
"I usually don't drink the wine invited by others, it's not clean." Ling Yunfeng said with an indifferent expression. With the strength of the guy around him, he couldn't threaten himself.
"You..." Seeing that Ling Yunfeng didn't agree with him at all, the young man in brocade suddenly had a gloomy look on his face and was about to explode.
"Master, wait! Let me talk to him." At this moment, the old man in light yellow robe stepped forward and said, then he looked up at Ling Yunfeng and said: "This little brother, we are from the Blood Forest Sect.
This is our young sect master. This blood-ink poisonous lizard python, brother, please sell it to us to save face. The price can be easily negotiated."
"Blood Forest Sect? What is it?" Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashed and whispered in a low voice, obviously not knowing the origin of the Blood Forest Sect.
"Haha, kid, you're scared. If you know your identity, please quickly hand over the blood-ink poisonous lizard python to our young master, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. We can also consider letting you go." Seeing Ling Yunfeng's appearance, the brown-robed lizard python
The young man suddenly laughed arrogantly, thinking that the former was frightened and at a loss when he heard the reputation of the Blood Forest Sect.
"Hmph!" The young man in brocade robes also sneered with a smile on his face, a proud look on his face. Over the years, with his identity as the young master of the Blood Forest Sect, even some strong Martial Kings in this area were quite surprised when they saw him.
To be polite.
How dare this kid do this to me, I must let him know his methods today.
"What is the Blood Forest Sect? I don't know this one, and I don't seem to have any friendship with me. If you want to buy this blood-ink poisonous lizard python, just one hundred thousand gold coins." At this moment, Ling Yunfeng raised his head and said calmly,
The words he spoke made the young man in brocade robes look extremely gloomy again.
Hearing Ling Yunfeng's words, the old man in light yellow robe also frowned. With his status and identity, speaking to the other party so politely was already greatly lowering his own worth. The other party was still so ignorant, and then he raised his eyes.
What are you talking about.
At this time, the young man in brocade robe interrupted him and said: "Mr. Chen, there is no need to say anything, just do it."
Then the young man in brocade robes looked coldly at Ling Yunfeng and said, "You are seeking your own death. Come on, catch that kid!"
After the words fell, the young man in brocade robe waved his sleeves, signaling for the men behind him to take action.
Seeing this, the twelve yellow-robed men immediately moved and were about to draw the swords from their waists and rush forward.
"Master, he's just a kid who doesn't know whether to live or die. Why bother to mobilize a large army? Just let me go up and capture him." At this time, the man in brown robe approached the young man in brocade robe with a smile on his face and said, naturally he would not let go.
Take this opportunity to please the other person.
"Okay, then you go up, you will be rewarded if you catch it." said the young man in brocade robes.
"Thank you, Master. I will definitely catch that kid back and teach him a lesson." The young man in brown robe said with joy. The purpose of this move was finally achieved.
Then he turned around, looked at Ling Yunfeng and said: "Boy, if you are wise, hurry up and kneel down to kowtow to our young master, and you will suffer less."
"You bitch, get out of here, or you'll die!" Ling Yunfeng glanced at the former lightly and said.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" After hearing Ling Yunfeng's words, the brown-robed young man suddenly became furious, his face was ferocious, and his whole body was shaking with martial energy, and he pounced towards him.
Although it is true that he is a bitch, what he hates most is that others call him that.
Looking indifferently at the young man in brown robe who rushed toward him, Ling Yunfeng looked indifferent and still stood quietly, with no intention of taking action.
Xiao Tian on the side was still sitting on the rocks munching sweet potatoes as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened to him.
Seeing the strange scene between the black-robed boy and the child, the pale yellow-robed old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't express it.
It's a long story, but in fact, in just a short moment, the young man in brown robe threw himself down three meters in front of Ling Yunfeng. When he saw the latter who didn't make any movement, he suddenly sneered, and immediately reached out with his right hand.
He came out, curled his palms into claws and clawed at the latter's throat.
However, just when his palm was still more than one meter away from the latter, Ling Yunfeng suddenly moved, his brows raised, and two rays of light flashed in his eyes.
"No, be careful." At this time, the old man in the light yellow robe sensed something first and warned loudly.
But just as his voice fell, Ling Yunfeng swung his arm violently, and the long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a burst of light green light, striking the brown-robed young man's arm fiercely like lightning.
"Whoops!"
Looking at the powerful energy roaring out of the long sword, a look of horror appeared on the face of the young man in brown robe. He secretly said something bad in his heart, and immediately stopped his forward body and was about to violently retreat backwards.
However, he was so close now that it was too late for him to retreat. His body had just stopped and before he could retreat, the powerful long sword fell hard on his hand.
"Pfft!" In an instant, a bloody light flashed out, and then the arm of the young man in brown robe was cut off directly, and a large bunch of bright red blood was thrown upward into the sky, and then fell to the ground feebly.
superior.
"Ah!" A shrill scream came from the mouth of the young man in brown robe, and he staggered back.
But before he could even take two steps back, a black figure flew in front of him in an instant, and his fist hit his chest with a faint khaki light.