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Chapter 53: Severely Injured Escape

Ling Feng looked at the people who were constantly fighting for the gourd and sneered in his heart. What he threw out before was simply fake. It was just filled with some water, but it made these people play around.

These people wanted to kill him, but he killed many people. Basically, the disciples of each sect lost more than half of them and all died under his sword.

But these are not enough. If these people dare to surround him, they will have to pay a heavy price, otherwise he will not be able to swallow this.

Ling Feng walked out of the forest, sneaked into the disciples watching, then grabbed someone and asked secretly: "Senior brother, let me ask, what is in the gourd, why are the master and the others..."

The senior brother looked back at him and said angrily: "Nonsense, of course there is a treasure inside. According to the source, as long as you eat a drop of blood inside, you can directly advance from the peak of the innate to the realm of Heaven and Man. Are you powerful? "

"Wow! It's really so magical!" Ling Feng said in surprise.

The senior brother smiled proudly and said, "You think that this is the case, our master sent us here. If we get the gourd, if we are destined to be like that, it would definitely be against the will of heaven."

Just as the other party was talking nonstop, the battle circle changed again. The gourd had changed hands for several owners, but no one had the ability to take them away.

Because as long as the gourd falls into someone's hands, then everyone will be attacked by seven or eight people, and their strength is almost the same. If one person deals with seven or eight people, they ask themselves that no one can do it.

"Master of Hanbing Sect, as long as you give up the gourd, I am willing to take out Tianshan Snow Ginseng to compensate."

"Master Qing Sect, why don't you give up, I will compensate you with the Thousand Years of Snow Ginseng."

Peng Peng!

The other people also stopped fighting, and at this time, the black gourd fell in their center, but no one took it forward at this moment, because as long as anyone moves first, they will be immediately besieged by the rest of the people.

"Cough..." One person was injured, but his eyes were still staring at the gourd with a fiery look like I'd be able to get it even if I die.

"It's not a solution to continue like this. We may be able to decide the winner when fighting alone, but if we attack in groups, no one can do it."

"Instead of this, I think it's better to discuss a solution, let's divide the blood in this gourd equally."

"It's okay to divide it equally, but I want one-third!" an old man said coldly.

"Why do you want one third of Changqing Pavilion? We can't want one third of it."

Not long after, they started arguing again. After they couldn't beat them, they started to slander them. They said everything, and they just wanted to scold their eight generations of ancestors.

Just when they had no idea about the battle, someone took action. It was a fat man in leather armor. The fat man, holding a pair of huge scissors, rushed straight towards the black gourd regardless of the attacks of people around him.

"You are looking for death"!

The few people were angry on the spot, and everyone attacked the fat man, but strangely, after their attacks fell on the fat man, they were all missing the mistress, and when they were stunned, the fat man was already in his hand.

After getting the gourd, the fat man whistled and left the place. Although he was fat, his speed was not slow, and he threw away the few people from afar.

However, it was not long before several sects chased them out, and suddenly they heard screams from the forest. Their faces changed drastically. They thought the fat man had been killed, but when they passed by, they were stunned.

The black gourd was on the ground, the bottle plug was already opened, but the things flowing out were indeed very clear, no different from water.

"Bastard, you dare to lie to us. There is no blood in this gourd!" The fat man roared angrily, as if he had stole something from him, with a gritted teeth and hated expression.

The faces of several sects were also flickering, but one of them questioned: "How do we know if you deliberately took out a fake to fool us."

As soon as the words came, the eyes of several people lit up. Perhaps the other party was right, the fat man might have replaced the gourd and then used a fake one to deceive them.

The more I thought about it, the less the showdown became. Several elders of the sect surrounded the fat man in the middle and swept over the other party's fat body with a bad expression.

"You are so stupid!" The fat man said angrily: "Is it necessary for me to lie to you? I can leave just now. Can you catch up with me?"

The fat man's words made several people angry. Just now, seven or eight of them actually asked the fat man to snatch the gourd in front of them, and in front of so many disciples.

Now that the fat man said this, they felt that their faces were thrown away.

"Do you still doubt me?" The fat man jumped up in a hurry, the fat on his face was shaking, he opened his mouth, spitting out stars, and shouted: "You idiots, you are stupid, are you stupid? I am a fat man who is that kind of person?"

"What!?"

"You are the fat man who is the flower-picking thief!" An old man's face turned ashen and his eyes were blushed.

"Uh..." Fatty Tian remembered that he had let go of his words. After laughing a few times, he turned around and ran away.

"Fatty Tian stops me. You are a greedy man who dares to peek at my wife taking a bath. You will definitely kill you today!"

When they heard the old man's words, everyone around them was in a state of distress. They thought that the fat man was peeking at his granddaughter and daughter, but they didn't expect that the other person's taste was different. They actually went to see an old woman who was about to fall into the soil. When they thought of that kind of scene, they felt fur all over.

"Hey! Don't chase me. I didn't mean it. That day I thought it was your granddaughter taking a shower, but who would have thought that an old woman would run out!"

Peng Peng!

After a few impacts, Fatty Tian turned around and ran, shouting while running: "I really didn't mean it. Your granddaughter has such a good figure and a beautiful face. How could I be interested in seeing your old woman who is about to be buried..."

In the crowd, Ling Feng couldn't help laughing. I don't know it was him, but some people around him laughed out loud. Fatty Tian was so funny that he actually dared to peek at his granddaughter taking a bath. Isn't this asking for death?

"Let's go." Ling Feng didn't expect that he was disrupted by a fat man at the critical moment, otherwise he might have killed two more.

People began to disperse one after another, and some people who were unwilling to give up continued searching for Ling Feng's figure, but they didn't know that the real Ling Feng had already gone down the mountain.

Ling Feng stood under the hill, looked back, and his lips raised lightly. Tonight he gave them a small lesson, otherwise...

"Are you Ling Feng?" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

Ling Feng suddenly had a hair. When he looked back suddenly, he saw a man in black wearing a hat standing in front of him, and he didn't notice when the other party appeared.

"Who are you?" Ling Feng took a few steps back and asked.

"The one who kills you."

Swish!

The man in the hat disappeared from the spot instantly, and a huge star light fell from the sky, containing terrifying power, which made Ling Feng’s bones make a crisp sound, and a mouthful of blood mist spewed out of his mouth.

"Tianji Realm!"

Ling Feng was shocked and didn't even feel like fighting. He turned around and ran away, and flew on a sword.

"Leave it."

A low voice came from the man in black's mouth, and a powerful pressure was crushed away from the air, and it instantly hit Ling Feng's back. He vomited blood, like a bird, falling from a high altitude quickly.

Ling Feng's face was pale. Looking at the man in black who was walking over step by step, his eyes were bloodshot. He did not expect that there would be a master from the Tianji Realm to kill him, and he was no match at all.

"Flying on the sword should not belong to the ancient martial artist. Are you a cultivator?" the man in the hat asked coldly.

"Bah!" Ling Feng vomited blood and sipped blood. He stood up with difficulty, staring at the other party with a tight look. If he hadn't had a strong killing move now, he would have killed the other party long ago.

"Gourd." The man in black hat stretched out his hand.

"There is no gourd, it's a life."

"Hard mouth, clench your mouth!"

Bang!

This slap hit Ling Feng away, and several teeth were spit out. This time, it was the worst time for him in so many years. The murderous intent in his heart filled his whole body. Ling Feng wanted to tear the man in front of him.

"Gourd." The man in the hat said in a terrible tone.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth tightly, slapped his palm on the ground, and his body began to sink. The man was surprised and directly hit him with a punch, shaking Ling Feng out of the soil.

"It turns out that you are a cultivator, so you can't keep it."

After saying that, a long sword appeared in the man in black, and with a cold and terrifying aura, he slashed it with one knife.

Ling Feng was seriously injured at this moment, and he didn't even have the strength to dodge. His eyes showed despair. For a moment, his head turned blank, and he watched the blade slash.

Just when Ling Feng thought he was going to die, a whistling sound suddenly sounded, and he was caught by an obese arm and dodged away from the blade.

"Walk."

The man who grabbed him ran away with him on his back. The man in the hat punched him out from the air, but the man threw a magic weapon out of his hand and exploded directly in the air, blocking the attack of the man in black.

The smoke dissipated and the person had disappeared. The man in black stood coldly and did not move. After a moment, his figure disappeared from the spot out of thin air.

Ling Feng's chest was filled with blood. He was beaten by this fat man, so he immediately asked the other party to stop.

"Huh... I'm so tired. You're so heavy. You almost died in that person's hands."

The fat man sat down and threw Ling Feng to the ground and ignored him.

Ling Feng smiled bitterly. The fat man didn't know why he saved him, but he didn't know each other.

"You are not dead yet, don't die. If you die, where will I go to find a beautiful woman?"

Fatty Tian came over and saw that Ling Feng had already fainted. He muttered in his mouth, carried it up, shook the fat on his body and left.
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