Otherworldly Refinement

"Give it back to me? Go trick the ghost!" Ling Yunfeng sneered in his heart, as long as the other party took his storage bag, he might not give it back to him no matter whether he had what they wanted. He has seen some bumpkins in the world, he has seen this kind of thing a lot in his previous life.

However, Ling Yunfeng didn't show anything on his face, he still had a smile on his face, and immediately took out the storage bag at his waist, shook it and said: "Brother, I really don't have what you said, if you don't believe me, you can take it and see."

This storage bag was deliberately hung on the waist by Ling Yunfeng in order to hide the eyes and ears. There was nothing valuable in it, just some gold coins and a few pieces of animal skins.

Ling Yunfeng's cauldron refining space can't be known by others casually, so he had to use a storage bag to hide his eyes and ears, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the things in his hands disappeared out of thin air, or occasionally something appeared in his hands.

"Bring the things here, it's best not to play any tricks." The fat mercenary said, maybe he was a little afraid of Ling Yunfeng, and he didn't dare to walk over to get the things by himself.

"Yes, yes! Absolutely not!" Ling Yunfeng insisted, and immediately walked two or three meters away from the three of them, reaching out and handing the storage bag forward.

"It turned out to be a pustule!" Seeing Ling Yunfeng's appearance, the obese mercenary snorted coldly with disdain, and his guard was greatly reduced.

It is estimated that the kid in front of him should be some big family sons who came to play in the mountains, and then he walked up to get the storage bag in Ling Yunfeng's hand.

"Here, here you are, don't kill me." Ling Yunfeng handed out the storage bag with trembling arms.

"Huh!" The fat man snorted coldly, his face became more and more disdainful, and he reached out to take the storage bag in Ling Yunfeng's hand.

However, he didn't realize that Ling Yunfeng lowered his head, the fear in his eyes had already subsided, replaced by a coldness, with a few wisps of brilliance shining in his eyes.

"Go to hell!" Just when the fat man's arm was about to touch the storage bag, Ling Yunfeng suddenly shouted, the white light in his hand rose sharply, and a long sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Ling Yunfeng shook his wrist while holding the long sword, and the sharp edge of the sword pierced the air, bringing a cold light and several sharp sounds of piercing the air, and directly slashed towards the fat man's head.

Seeing this, the fat man's face changed drastically, and his eyes quickly retreated in horror, but his speed was still a step slower, and the sword edge flashed across his neck with a sharp momentum in an instant.

"Whew!" Immediately, with a splash of dark red blood splashing out, a head was thrown upwards, and a blood-red warm blood column spurted out, pouring down on the ground like a rain of blood.

The fat man's head saw a familiar body below in the air, and seemed to realize something, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then his head fell to the ground weakly, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Hoo!" Almost at the same time when the sword edge brushed across the fat man's neck, Ling Yunfeng turned his wrist, and then a cold light flashed out, and the sword edge directly stabbed at a mercenary man in front of him.

"Be careful." The last mercenary was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly reminded loudly.

Just as his voice fell, Ling Yunfeng's sword had already pierced that mercenary man's shoulder.

"Ah!" The mercenary suddenly screamed, covered the bloody mouth on his shoulder and staggered back and forth.

"Boy, go to hell!" At this moment, the last remaining mercenary immediately raised his giant ax and struck at Ling Yunfeng, the ferocious momentum directly caused the surrounding air to howl.

"It's just a sixth-level warrior, looking for death!" Ling Yunfeng snorted coldly, and waved his long sword to meet the giant axe.

"Dang!" With the sound of metal clashing, a burst of sparks shot out, and the body of the mercenary man was also directly shaken away.

"Surrender to death! Breaking Mountain Fist!" Just when the mercenary man was horrified by the opponent's strength, Ling Yunfeng yelled loudly, and swung his fist heavily, with a dazzling khaki-yellow light shining directly on the fist. There was a wave of air ripples that hit the mercenary man's chest.

"Pfft!" In just a split second, Ling Yunfeng's fist landed fiercely on the mercenary man's chest, and there was a violent sonic boom, mixed with the sound of bones breaking.

The mercenary man spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, and landed heavily on the ground in the distance. His eyes went dark, and he passed out immediately. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The mercenary who was stabbed in the shoulder turned pale when he saw his two companions were killed instantly, got up and ran away.

"Want to run? It's just a fifth-level martial artist. If I let you run, will I still have face?" Ling Yunfeng glanced at the mercenary lightly, and immediately the martial energy under his feet trembled, and a cloud of smoke and dust quickly chased after him.

The strength of that mercenary was only a fifth-level martial artist, and he suffered extremely serious injuries. His speed was not as fast as Ling Yunfeng's.

In just a few seconds, Ling Yunfeng flew behind the mercenary, bent his legs, and rushed away like a cheetah hunting for prey. His vest was smashed off.

"Crack!" A punch landed on the mercenary's vest, and there was a crackling sound from the opponent's body, and immediately saw the mercenary spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell directly to the ground.

"Hoo!" At this moment, the long sword in Ling Yunfeng's hand swung out at some point, and suddenly a cold light fell on the opponent's neck.

Following a splash of blood, the mercenary's head was separated from his body immediately, rolling on the ground.

"It's done! If you want to rob me, you have to pay the price." Ling Yunfeng held the long sword, a lazy smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and immediately reached out his hand to the mercenary, groping.

"So poor? Don't even have a storage bag?" After a while, Ling Yunfeng frowned and muttered. After searching for a long time, he only found a money bag on the mercenary, and the weight was estimated to be only a few. Only ten gold coins.

Smiling wryly, Ling Yunfeng held the long sword and came to the body of the mercenary who had been knocked out by a punch. Looking at the slightly undulating chest of the mercenary, Ling Yunfeng shook his head, swung the long sword directly, and pointed at the mercenary. The man's neck was scratched off.

"Hoo!" A cold light flashed, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared on the mercenary man's neck, a large amount of blood gushed out, and his body gradually softened.

Ling Yunfeng is not a soft-hearted person, but his character is decisive. Now that he has made enemies with the other party, he will not leave the other party's life as a potential threat to himself.

Immediately Ling Yunfeng put away the long sword and squatted down to search the mercenary. After a while, he sighed in disappointment and threw a money bag into the storage bag on his waist. The corpse of the mercenary walked.

"Huh? This guy's harvest is not bad." Walking to the fat mercenary's body, Ling Yunfeng's eyes fixed on a cloth bag on the waist of the fat mercenary, and he couldn't help smiling.

The cloth pouch at the waist is the storage bag. Since there is a storage bag, the harvest should not be too ordinary.

Immediately, Ling Yunfeng bent down to take the storage bag on the fat man's waist, but at this moment, there were a few shouts from not far away.

"It's right in front, commander of the fourth regiment! Just now we really saw someone flying in the sky stepping on a sword, and they have already passed by first."

"Is there really such a thing?"

"Really, I never lied to you, you will know when you meet up with the young master and the others later."

"Huh? Someone is here, it seems to be from the same mercenary group." Ling Yunfeng looked up, and saw a dozen men walking towards them in the woods hundreds of meters away, looking at their clothes It turned out to be from the same mercenary group as the three people he killed earlier.

"There are too many people, it's not suitable for conflicts, let's dodge first!" Ling Yunfeng whispered, and immediately reached out to put the storage bag on the fat man's waist in his hand, and rushed into a dense forest, and then dodged several times disappeared into the vast forest.

Ling Yunfeng had just left for less than a few minutes, when the dozen or so mercenary men came here.

"What's going on? The leaders of the four regiments are Da Lin, Gou Jun, and the young master." A big man exclaimed, looking at the three corpses on the ground, his face suddenly changed.

"It's really them, what's going on, who killed them." A middle-aged man with a bald head stepped forward and looked at the corpse, his face changed drastically, and the eyes of the others also changed, and they hurried forward to inspect the corpse.

"Captain, the wound should be done by the first person." A mercenary man walked up to the bald middle-aged man and said.

"The same person did it. He can kill three of them at the same time. The strength of the other party is definitely a seventh-level warrior. Besides, there are not many people who dare to kill our dark ghost mercenary group around here. Could it be someone from the Baisha mercenary group?" The bald middle-aged man The man lowered his head and meditated, then raised his eyes and said, "Quickly see if there are any clues around here."

"Yes, commander of the fourth regiment." Everyone responded, and immediately searched the vicinity carefully.

"Eldest Young Master was allowed to die here. Brother will definitely not let me go when I go back." The bald man said angrily, then he seemed to remember something, his expression changed, and he hurried to the fat man's body, squatted down and started to grope. .

"Where's the treasure map? Damn it! It's really troublesome this time!" After a while, the bald-headed middle-aged man's face suddenly became ugly, and he cursed angrily, then got up, and shouted at the mercenaries who were more than ten meters away with gloomy eyes: " I have searched carefully, and I must find the murderer! Damn it!"...

At night, in a hidden small cave, Ling Yunfeng randomly dug a pit in a corner of the cave, and immediately summoned the Nine Dragons Refining Heaven Cauldron and changed it into the size of a grain of sand and buried it in the pit, turning his body into a scarlet red The colored light enters the space of refining the cauldron.