"No, really no, this spirit stone is all my wealth..." Seeing this, Song Ling pulled out all his pockets. As he said, all his pockets were empty. Obviously, even this inferior spirit stone, he spent a lot of effort to replace it.
"I thought it would be a fat sheep who could take out the stone. It turned out to be a real poor man!" Seeing this, the young man with the knife immediately sneered. The knife swung to one side, and then said in a cold voice, "go away!"
Song Ling who dare to refute these people, forced out a dry smile, toward Ye Lingfeng make a wink, pull song qinger ready to leave.
"Wait! What I said is that you can go alone, but I didn't say that these two people can go too! " But before Song Ling steps out, the young man with a knife grabs Song Ling, and then his eyes twinkle with covet, scanning up and down song qinger.
No, these people are afraid of Qing'er! Seeing this, Song Qing's face suddenly tightened. He pleaded in an urgent voice: "master, this is shemei. She and I are together. All our things are kept by me!"
"Who is in charge of keeping things? Anyone who wants to go there has to take out money to buy road money! It's easy to do without anything. Your sister is good-looking. Just have fun with the four of you! " The young man with the knife looks up with a smile and stares at Song qinger.
On hearing this, the three young people behind him were all laughing and their eyes were full of jackals.
"Master, please raise your hand..." When Song Ling saw the situation, he wanted to pray for a few more words to make the other party change his mind. But before he finished, he was kicked in the heart by the young man with a knife, spitting blood, and fell on the side of the road.
"Bah! It's not good or bad! " Seeing this, the young man with a knife spat at Song Ling with a sneer and said, "you are lucky for your brother and sister. You are tired of living."
With these words, as soon as the young man with the knife swung his blade, he rowed down towards song qinger's chest. Obviously, he intended to use the blade to open song qinger's clothes to see her graceful figure under her clothes.
"No!" Song Ling is about to crack, struggling to rise up and fight. Unfortunately, the young man with the knife just now has a very heavy foot, which makes his chest tingle. He can't make any effort at all. He can only watch the blade getting closer and closer to song qinger.
The more miserable Song Ling screams, the brighter the smile of the young man with the knife, and the more lustful he is for animals. It's like Song Ling's cry. For him, it's a powerful and effective injection, which can better stimulate the beast in his heart.
Ding! But just as the blade of the blade is about to fall on Song qinger's chest, the young man with the blade feels that the blade in his hand suddenly stops, and then a golden iron chime sounds. When he takes a closer look, he finds that ye Lingfeng unexpectedly does not know when he appears in front of song qinger's body, and uses two fingers to lightly describe the steel blade in the young man's hand.
"Boy, what do you want to do? If you want to stop me, I will cut you in half?" The young man with the knife frowned and stared at Ye Lingfeng's eyes, his eyes full of threat.
As he spoke, the other three young men with swords also formed a semicircle, blocking Ye Lingfeng firmly in the middle. On the faces of the four, they were all sneering and contemptuous. Obviously, they didn't put Ye Lingfeng in Ye Lingfeng's eyes.
As a matter of fact, they are also arrogant. Although there is only one level difference between condensate gas layer 5 and condensate gas layer 6, the difference between them can be said to be very different. Condensate gas layer 6 wants to kill condensate gas layer 5, just like killing mole ants.
Seeing this scene, the friars around immediately retreated and looked at Ye Lingfeng with more compassion and sympathy. As soon as the four men came up, they dared to kill and seize the treasure, which showed that they were evil hearted. But ye Lingfeng actually dares to come out and touch their bad luck. They really don't know whether to say ye Lingfeng is righteous or stupid.
But ye Lingfeng didn't seem to realize the power of these four people. He still stood tall, holding a long knife in his two fingers, and calmly looked into the eyes of the leading young man. There was even a light sneer and sneer at the bottom of his eyes.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" Ye Lingfeng's calm eyes made the young man with a knife very angry. He didn't understand where this five layer condensate boy came from. He dared to stop him and look him in the eye.
After the angry rebuke, the young man suddenly infused the long sword with mana and pressed it down. He wanted to break the long sword out of Ye Lingfeng's fingers with great strength. Then, as against the former condensate gas five layers, he made Ye Lingfeng's head and body separate.
But the strange thing is that although the young man has been exerting all his mana, his long sword seems to be rooted between Ye Lingfeng's two fingers. No matter how hard he tries, he can't break free at all.
What kind of cultivation is this guy? How can he control his long sword to such a level with only five layers of condensate gas? Even if his whole body's mana is pushed to the extreme, how can he compete?
Although he didn't understand what was going on, the young man with the knife had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt that he might have encountered a hard stubble. He immediately winked at the three people beside him, and signaled to join hands to attack Ye Lingfeng."The thing I'm not afraid of in my life is threat; the thing I like most is being threatened, because people who threaten me often have no good end..." At this time, Lingye's smile is more and more brilliant.
Boom! But just as the other three approached with their swords, ye Lingfeng's two fingers bent slightly, and a crisp sound came out. The snow bright long sword, which he held on his fingertips, was broken in two from the position he held.
He crushed my knife? The young man with the knife was so stunned that he was almost speechless. He couldn't understand how he could crush the long knife in his hand with his bare hands. It was really shocking.
Whoa! But before he could figure out the problem, there was a sharp cold flash in front of him. Then, it was cold along his neck. Then, it was like a hot tide suddenly found a vent. Suddenly, it broke out along the area where the cold released from his neck, and it rained out.
The feeling of alternation of cold and heat suddenly appeared. The young man with a knife had a bad feeling. He lowered his head, and his soul suddenly collapsed.