Supreme Lingshen

The carriage traveled for three days and three nights, and it seemed that it was only ten miles away from Linxian City. 【26nbsp;】

Suddenly Ling Feng heard someone outside say: "Stop, stop, and hand over all the valuables to me, or don't blame me for being cruel and killing you all, and then I will take it slowly by myself, if you If you hand it over now, I can consider letting your life go."

Ling Feng knew there were bandits from the sound, but he was not afraid. When he got out of the carriage, he saw a fat man, as fat as Zhu Bajie, a woman who was not ugly but looked like a man, and another man who was 1.5 meters tall, taller than He is short, but there is a 1.8-meter-tall middle-aged man with a big knife in his hand and a deep murderous look in his eyes.

Ling Feng knew that this man must be the leader of these bandits, and the groom who drove the horse was already frightened and begged for mercy: "Bosses, please let me go! I have an old man, a young man, and a wife to support. Please take pity on me! I will give all the valuable things to the bosses, as long as the bosses let me go."

"Oh, you man suits my taste! How about it! Just be my wife, you don't need to pay anything, and you don't want to die, how about it? Agree or not?" The man-like woman smiled at the groom driving the horse.

"This..." The groom hesitated.

"What? Do you think I'm ugly?" The woman who looked like a man said angrily.

"No, no, girl, you are extremely beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy in the sky, how can you be ugly?" the groom flattered.

"Who allowed you to call me Miss? You groom, you don't know what to do. Just now, I was going to make you my wife. Now I want you to be my servant. Are you willing?" A man's woman said.

The groom smiled and said: "The little ones are willing, the little ones are willing."

The fat man who looked like a pig pointed at Ling Feng and said, "Master Niu, don't you want a son? Isn't there a ready-made one here?"

"Yo! He's a handsome boy! Yes, yes, are you willing to be my son?" The woman who looked like a man laughed.

"I don't want to." Ling Feng replied coldly.

Ling Feng said to himself: "It's shameless that you dare to let me be your son because you are a man or a woman."

"What, you don't want to, boy, I'm asking you to make a choice, whether you want to be my son, or want to die." The woman who looked like a man threatened.

The woman who looks like a man thinks that Ling Feng will definitely agree to his conditions, but Ling Feng snorted coldly: "I said I don't want to, but I just don't want to, you are not a man, a woman is not a woman , want me to be your crazy son!"

The woman who looked like a man didn't get angry, and the short man's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Kill him with one knife, don't waste time."

The man with the big knife unexpectedly heard the short man's words, and swung the knife in his hand to chop Ling Feng's head, as if he wanted to cut him into salad.

Fortunately, Ling Feng learned some martial arts in the harmonious society in his previous life. After traveling to this world, he found that it is very easy to practice martial arts in this world.

Now that he has also acquired ordinary skills, he dodged the knife nimbly, and Ling Feng picked up the broken sword, which is his only weapon now.

The man with the big knife swung the knife again, this time the knife felt a little different, and Ling Feng couldn't feel what it was.

However, it was precisely because of this that the feeling was different. When the saber was slashing, Ling Feng took the broken sword and slashed at the saber.

It wasn't that Ling Feng felt that he could beat the man in front of him now, and that he couldn't escape, so he could only fight with all his might.

To Ling Feng's surprise, the broken sword in his hand actually split the knife in the man's hand with the big knife in half.

When the man with the big knife was split into half by Ling Feng's broken sword, Ling Feng felt like he was splitting tofu.

This made Ling Feng look at Po Jian differently. He thought that Po Jian was just like an ordinary weapon, but he didn't expect it to be a magic weapon.

The middle-aged man saw that his knife was split in half by a broken sword in the hands of a young man like tofu, which reminded him of the legendary weapon used by immortals that was more powerful than magic weapons.

As for why the middle-aged man was so sure, it was because he knew that what he had in his hand was a magic weapon, and the weapon that could split the magic weapon was a weapon used by an immortal.

This made him a little more greedy when he looked at the broken sword in Ling Feng's hand. Originally, he wanted to save the young man's life, but now this idea disappeared without a trace.

The middle-aged man concealed and took out a few hidden weapons, which were released when Ling Feng didn't notice.

Ling Feng suddenly felt as if he had been stabbed a few times. Looking at the hidden weapons on his chest, he knew that it must have been issued by the middle-aged man.

Not the enemy's family, the only thought in his mind is, run away, keep the green hills, and don't worry about running out of firewood.

They ran to the deep forest on the right side of Linxian City. Several people saw Ling Feng running away, especially the middle-aged man and the short man, they quickly chased after him.

After running for more than 100 meters, Ling Feng found that the hidden weapons on his chest were actually poisonous, which immediately made him feel hopeless.

But after a moment of desperation, Ling Feng continued to run away. He did not give up the vow he had made through time travel: If he could be reborn, Ling Feng would defy the sky, break the sky, and kill this thief.

It was this thought that made him run for about ten miles. The middle-aged man behind him said for the first time, "After being poisoned by me, he can still run for so long."

The short man was a little behind the middle-aged man, and he sarcastically said, "Is it because your poison to kill the gods is not effective!"

A mortal actually claims to be a god of killing. If the legendary immortal hears about it, he will laugh at his ignorance.

But this middle-aged man is indeed a God of Killing, but he is not as good as his name. The people he killed were all mortals.

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