At this time, when the old man on the side saw that something was wrong, he immediately attacked Lingfeng Lingfeng, trying to relieve the man's pressure.
What he didn't expect was that Ling Feng didn't even care about his attack and didn't even try to hide.
At this moment, Ling Feng only had eyes for the man in front of him and just wanted to kill him. He didn't care about the old man beside him. Ling Feng knew that if they reacted and the two of them joined forces, it would be even more difficult.
That's why Ling Feng chose to make a surprise attack and directly killed one of them with all his strength. But for the one in front of him, Ling Feng resisted the old man's attack and wanted to kill him.
"Go to hell!"
Ling Feng roared angrily, ignoring the attack of the old man beside him, and made a desperate move, slashing down with his sword.
The man looked desperate at this moment, and the knife in his hand could not withstand the huge force. Coupled with the sharpness of the God-killing sword, the man's knife was cut off on the spot, and he watched helplessly as the God-killing sword expanded in front of his eyes.
"ah!"
The man only had time to let out a scream, and then his head was chopped off by Ling Feng's sword. Blood spurted out from his neck instantly, but when he reached Ling Feng, he was blocked by an invisible spiritual barrier.
outside.
The moment Ling Feng's sword slashed out, the old man's attack also arrived, and the old man slashed Ling Feng's back with his sword.
The old man's eyes were also full of murderous intent. He gritted his teeth and struck out with all his strength, hoping to cut Ling Feng in half with one strike. However, what he didn't expect was that the situation he imagined did not happen when the strike was struck.
There was only a "dang" sound, but Ling Feng did not move at all. This knife did not cut Ling Feng, as if it had struck hard metal, and the shock made the old man's arm numb.
"How is that possible!"
When the old man saw this, he took a deep breath and looked at Ling Feng in disbelief. His eyes were full of horror. He never expected that Ling Feng's body was so hard.
"You are still a physical practitioner!" The old man exclaimed in surprise.
Ling Feng turned around and looked at the old man in front of him coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes. He sneered and said, "Why do you still want to kill me? It's really ridiculous."
The old man looked at Ling Feng with horror on his face, his aura was completely gone. At this moment, he no longer had the courage to fight Ling Feng, and he had no fighting spirit.
At this moment, the old man regretted so much that he should not have followed them to intercept Ling Feng here. He did not expect that Ling Feng's cultivation strength was so powerful. Now he was shooting himself in the foot. This was not intercepting Ling Feng at all, it was simply
Coming to die.
"If you have something to say," the old man quickly looked at Ling Feng with a smile on his face and begged, "As long as you are willing to let me go, I will agree to any condition you have."
"Let you go? Tell me a reason why I let you go!" A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Lingfeng's mouth when he heard this.
The old man was stunned when he heard this, and quickly said: "I have no enmity with you. We met by chance, and there is no enmity at all. This time I was also bewitched by the villain, so just be noble and let me go."
"I'm so old, it's not easy for me to practice. Please show mercy!" The old man knelt down in front of Ling Feng and begged, without caring about his identity or face.
During the journey of cultivation, the older the person, the more afraid of death he is. He is afraid of death, but he does not want to die. After practicing for so many years, he has deeply realized that compared with living, nothing else is important.
Ling Feng looked at the old man in front of him with disdain and said sarcastically: "Practice is not easy? Do you still know that practice is not easy?"
"When you just intercepted and killed me, did you ever think that my cultivation would be difficult? When you just had murderous intentions towards me and wanted to kill me, did you ever think about letting me go?" Ling Feng asked loudly.
The old man was immediately speechless and looked at Ling Feng with a desperate look on his face. He wanted to kowtow and beg for mercy, but Ling Feng didn't give him this chance at all. He raised his hand and cut off the old man's head with a sword.
Ling Feng is not a merciful person. In his opinion, a drop of kindness must be repaid, and a grudge must be avenged! If anyone wants to kill him, he will not be merciful.
The cultivation strength of these three people is not very weak. If they were even put away, Ling Feng would have a headache. However, these three people were too careless and underestimated Ling Feng's strength. They were easily solved under Ling Feng's surprise attack.
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After killing these three people, Ling Feng immediately squatted down, checked the Qiankun bags on these three people, took away the Qiankun bags, and quickly left in the distance.
It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. They just had a fight, and it won't be long before someone comes to check. Ling Feng doesn't want to expose his identity.
Ling Feng flew with his sword and rushed towards Tianxuan Sect quickly.
"My little friend, please stay!"
Ling Feng had just flown hundreds of miles away. When he passed a mountain range, a voice rang out from the mountain below, and then a figure quickly rushed towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng couldn't help but frown when he heard this and looked at the person coming.
The person who came was an old man with gray hair and beard. He looked a bit senile and had reached the stage of dying. Ling Feng carefully checked the old man's aura and estimated that this old man was at least the fifth level of Xuandan realm.
When Ling Feng saw that the old man was so kind, he also restrained his anger. Although he had been wary of the old man in front of him, on the surface he smiled and asked: "Old man, what do you want?"
"Are you the Ling Feng who is in the limelight recently?" the old man asked with a smile.
When Ling Feng heard this, his face did not turn red and his heart stopped beating: "Old man, you have recognized the wrong person. My name is Ling Yi, the chief disciple of the Seven Star Sect."
"No, the Seven Star Sect has been destroyed. I am no longer a disciple of the Seven Star Sect. I am now a casual cultivator."
The old man chuckled and said, "But I think you are the Ling Feng I am looking for."
"Don't worry, I don't want to kill you, I just want to borrow something from you," the old man said with a smile on his face.
Hearing this, Ling Feng looked at the old man in front of him with confusion, and asked in a deep voice, "I wonder what you want to borrow?"
"My talent is dull and my cultivation speed is very slow. Now the end is approaching," the old man sighed helplessly and shook his head sadly.
"But I can't help you," Ling Feng said helplessly.
The old man quickly said: "You can help. You just need to tell me how you can practice so quickly, or lend me the treasures on your body so that I can break through my current state and increase my lifespan. Wait for me to practice."
Because you have achieved a breakthrough, I will give it back to you, what do you think?"
Ling Feng's face suddenly turned ugly when he heard this. In the final analysis, this old guy still had his own ideas.
"If I really had any treasures, I would give them to you. But I haven't relied on any treasures so far in my cultivation, so I can't give them to you. Cultivation goes against the will of heaven, and the way of heaven is ruthless. It all depends on your own talent and strength.
," Ling Feng said helplessly.
But the old man said: "If this is the case, I cannot let you leave today, little friend."
Ling Feng's face suddenly turned ugly when he heard this, and he asked coldly: "Is it okay to talk it over and discuss it? Are you really going to stop me from leaving, senior?"