C31

In a certain town, there were many people coming and going to eat or trade, Ling Yun also chose a stall and sat down, nodding and eating.

"Sixth Elder, it's him! It's him! It's him!" However, just as Ling Yun was chewing on a steamed bun, his interest was disturbed. One after another, he felt dozens of people rushing over to his direction.

"It's this kid. Hehe, kid, this time you won't be able to escape." The voice sounded exceptionally pleased with itself, as if it had accomplished some great deed.

Frowning, Ling Yun felt that the voice was familiar? Could it be?

Sure enough, Ling Yun raised his head and saw the two thieves that he had chased away. There were twenty to thirty people standing beside them. The one who spoke was the thief who had blocked Ling Yun's path previously.

"Are you done yet? If you don't f * ck off, I'll break your leg." Ling Yun said in a very displeased tone. These guys are ruining his appetite for a meal.

Sixth Master, did you hear that?" Mao Qiujia flattered with a bow. "It's him. I already told you that I'm a member of the 'Six Fairies' of the Mao family. And this guy said, "Mao family?" I've never heard of such a bullshit family. "The Mao family is nothing!

"Yes yes yes, I can testify. What Old Wang said was all true. This brat doesn't put us, oh no, he doesn't put the Mao family in his eyes at all." Mao Qiuyi also quickly echoed.

Hearing their words, Ling Yun was speechless. When had he ever said such a thing? He was a civilized person after all, and they didn't even mention anything about the Mao family.

"Kid, did you say that?" The man Sixth Master, who was called by the thief, angrily rushed towards Ling Yun. After blocking in front of Ling Yun, he struck out with his palm, striking the table. With a "Hua" sound, the table broke into a pile of wooden planks. He then shouted, "How dare you insult my Mao family, are you courting death?"

As for the other customers, they had long since run as far as they could when they saw this scene.

"I didn't say it," Ling Yun only faintly spat out these three words, but didn't even look at "Sixth Master".

Ling Yun had figured out the identity of this so-called 'Sixth Elder'. He knew that he was the sixth son of the biggest bandit group, 'Mao's Six Sha Waves', that was near the Black Fiend Mountain Range. His cultivation was only at the early stage of the Soft Sword. It would be good enough for Ling Yun to give such a guy an explanation. After all, a bandit was not a good person.

"Oh, now you know how to quibble? Even if your father hears it, it would be useless even if you try to quibble. " The pervert immediately opened his mouth to gag Ling Yun when he heard her. If the Sixth Elder found out that he was lying, even if he didn't die, he would at least lose a layer of skin.

"Hmph, quibbling is useless. It doesn't matter if you say it or not. Sixth Elder, I will definitely teach you a lesson today!" The sixth brother opened his mouth as well, and then grabbed a large blade, chopping down horizontally. If this was true, it would simply be a death sentence.

"Good, good, good! Lord Sixth is mighty!" Seeing that Ling Yun was about to be split into two, the group of bandits immediately cheered.

"You're courting death!" Ling Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he bent down to dodge the attack. Sixth Elder Mao chopped down with his blade again, causing Ling Yun to leap away as the table beside him was split into two. Taking someone's life without a word, Mao Lao Liu had already been sentenced to death in Ling Yun's heart.

He was too lazy to explain anymore. Ling Yun dodged to the side and struck out with his palm.

"Bang!" Mao Qiuyi was knocked to the ground. The other thieves were even more dumbfounded. How long had it been since the situation had changed?

"Ah, today I will kill you!" That Mao Lao Six crawled up and pounced towards Ling Yun again.

Bam!" But what responded was Ling Yun's kick. Sixth Brother Mao was kicked by Ling Yun, and was sent flying.

The sixth brother fell to the ground, spewing out a mouthful of blood. He then shouted with difficulty and anger, "Attack, brothers, attack! Kill him!"

After being stunned for a while, the group of thieves swarmed over, and Ling Yun fought with them leisurely. Among this group of people, the highest cultivation was only one at the middle stage of Soft Sword, two at the early stage of Soft Sword, and the rest were at the sharp sword level. If it were any other middle period of Profound Level warriors, they would probably be flustered, but these were the only people who did not feel any pressure for Ling Yun.

It was like hitting a sandbag, these people were all sent flying by Ling Yun. Even the three Soft Sword Realm Warriors could not take more than a few hits from Ling Yun.

"Kill him!" Evil grew out of fear, and the group of thieves pulled out their weapons, rushing towards Ling Yun.

"You're courting death!" Seeing that the group of thieves were ready to kill, Ling Yun became angry and unsheathed his blade to kill them. In less than twenty rounds, more than half of the group of thieves were killed by Ling Yun. However, Ling Yun's body did not even have a drop of blood on it.

However, Ling Yun's face was also pale. Of course, it was not because he was injured, but because it was the first time he saw himself killing someone, and he felt uncomfortable. Although Ling Yun had killed many zombie in the Apocalyptic Civilization, in a strict sense, they were not human. Although Ling Yun had also killed ninjas back in Sky Rock Mountain, he didn't feel anything when he was in the dark at the time. He was just treating it as killing zombie.

Seeing this scene, Mao Lao Liu curled up in a corner and trembled, afraid that Ling Yun would be unhappy and come over to kill him. Although he had just sent a message to his brother, it would still take a long time for him to arrive at this place once they received the message. Old Sixth Mao didn't want to die. He really didn't want to die. However, he had never given up any thoughts of retaliation. It was likely that his elder brother would meet the end of Ling Yun's life soon.

However, Ling Yun just stood there, not panicking. He picked up a nearby good table and sat down, picked up a steamed bun, and started chewing. As he ate the steamed bun, he had no interest in killing Mao Qiuyi. He had seen all of Mao Qiuyi's little movements, but he had not exposed them. He could just leave, but if these vicious bandits did not find him, he was afraid that they would take it out on these innocent civilians. Ling Yun did not want to see an innocent person being implicated because of him.

As for the rest of the waiters, they were either running or running away. The rest were all hiding under the table, trembling in fear.

Slowly, time began to pass, and Ling Yun was full. After approximately three incense sticks of time, Ling Yun heard the sound of horses galloping from afar. Dozens of people and horses shot out like arrows, charging towards him. Ling Yun's mind shook, he knew that the main character had arrived.

"Sixth brother!" The middle-aged man in the lead shouted.

"Brother Er, I'm here!" "Brother Er, it's him, it's that person, kill him!"

"Kill!" "Shua," The dozens of people on horseback took out their sabers at the same time, and slashed at Ling Yun with their shiny, cold swords. They had come here with the mindset that they would rather kill by mistake than let it go. Now that they had already decided on a candidate, how could they show mercy?

"Hah!" Ling Yun bellowed, and immediately disappeared from where he stood.

Not even a second after he disappeared, dozens of sabers slashed across. "Hua," the table and chair he was previously sitting on shattered into pieces.

"Eh, where is he?" A burly man at the front said in a rough voice.

The group of horse bandits looked around, but they did not see Ling Yun.

This was naturally because Ling Yun had used his invisibility settings to quickly dodge this calamity. At the same time, Ling Yun also knew that this time, there were three people present among the Mao family's Six Fiends, namely the Pili Fructus with an early stage Heavy Sword cultivation and the late stage of Soft Sword at their sides.

"There's actually an Earth Level master, this is going to be troublesome." Ling Yun muttered to himself.

"What the hell? Where did that kid go?" All the mounted gangsters searched again, but they still could not find Ling Yun.

"Ah!" But in the next moment, the Mao Old Fourth could no longer make a sound because he discovered to his horror that a long cut had been made on his neck. Hot blood gurgled out of his body and stained his chest red. Then, the hairy Old Fourth fell to the ground. There was no unwillingness, only deep fear.

"Old Fourth!" Pili Fructus shouted in grief and indignation.

"Fourth brother!" Mao Laowu also shouted.

Ah, ah!" However, what responded to him were a few miserable cries. One by one, the mounted gangsters were stabbed and fell off their horses. The second and fifth brothers were shocked and angry at the same time. The sixth brother Mao was also trembling on the side.

Ah, ah!" There were a few more screams, and even more mounted gangsters were hit and fell off their horses.

"There's a ghost!" It was unknown who shouted this, but the mounted gangsters became even more panicked.

Ling Yun hid in the shadows and laughed. Seems like he had succeeded in this move. This group of mounted gangsters had quite a few Soft Sword level warriors, and now that they were being played by him like this, they were basically no longer a threat to him. Other than the fact that he was close to the first Old Fourth, he also chose the first Old Fourth to attack because he seemed to have just had a breakthrough and his foundation was unstable. Now it seemed that he had chosen the right move.

"What the f * ck!" What the hell? Where did the ghost come from in broad daylight? Even if there was a ghost, he would not dare to come out in broad daylight. "Enemy attack, dismount and meet the enemy!" Pili Fructus shouted and was the first to dismount, but his expression was extremely gloomy. Even if others did not see it, it did not mean that he did not notice. Whenever Ling Yun took action, he could always see some blurry shadows. However, the figure was too fast and too fleeting. He wanted to make a move but was unable to grab hold of the mark.

"It looks like this person must be an expert. I've encountered a tough guy." Pili Fructus gave Ling Yun his verdict. However, he did not think that Ling Yun was stronger than him, because he thought that Ling Yun was just fast and had good skills.

When the mounted gangsters heard the Pili Fructus's words, they also agreed with him in their hearts, and became much calmer. They all jumped down from their horses, holding their swords in front of their chest to guard against Ling Yun's sneak attack.

"Hmph, you think you're safe just like that? "You are underestimating me, Ling, too much." In the dark, Ling Yun sneered in his heart as he seized the opportunity to suddenly make his move. And this time, the target was no one else but the fifth of the Six Fiends.

Ah!" The hairs on the fifth brother's body all stood up. Feeling the threat of death, he tried his best to dodge to the side, but he was still injured by Lingyun. Without waiting for him to react, Ling Yun took another cut to understand his life.

"Fifth brother!" "It doesn't matter if you're a human or a ghost, I, Mao Er, will definitely not let you go. "I, Mao Er, swear that I will behead your head to pay my respects to my fifth brother!"

Although the Mao family's Six Fiends were six brothers, and were in fact half brothers and half brothers, Pili Fructus and the Mao family's Fifth Elder were like one brother, and had extremely good feelings for each other since they were young, so this kind of reaction was extremely normal.

Confirming that fifth brother Mao was dead, Pili Fructus was like a furious lion.

Ling Yun, who was at the side, secretly felt that he was lucky. Even if he succeeded, it would not be so easy to attack Mao Laowu when he was off his horse. With regards to Pili Fructus's reaction, Ling Yun curled his lips in disdain. Both sides were enemies to begin with, so killing an enemy was normal for him.

He still had to cut another one.

Ah!" A blood-curdling screech rang out. Old Man Mao's six heads tilted to the side as blood began to gush out from his chest.

"Let's go look for Old Sixth!" His eyes turning red, Pili Fructus suppressed his anger and said to a bandit by his side.

"Reporting to the Second Boss, the Sixth Elder is already dead." The mounted gangster fearfully ran over to take a look, then ran back and said in a frightened voice.

Ah!" Second Brother of the Mao Clan was fuming with rage. He shouted loudly and swung his saber, causing the mounted gangster to be decapitated. The other mounted gangsters were so scared that their faces turned pale.

"Pili Fructus, you have committed many evil deeds. Today will be the day you die!" Ling Yun's figure appeared within three feet as he slashed towards Pili Fructus's throat.