Shameless old man

"Unfortunately, a talent like you shouldn't have died so young," the leader of the horse bandits said, shaking his head slightly as he looked at Lin Feng.

At Lin Feng's age, even with his sword skills, he couldn't be too powerful. However, these bandits, with hands stained with blood, exuded a menacing aura that could shake one's heart.

"If one isn't enough, then everyone attacks. Lin Feng, you're as good as dead."

"Don't worry, I won't die," Lin Feng said confidently. He had been worried that the leader of the bandits would have a strength surpassing the third level of the Spirit Martial Realm. However, seeing the opponent's aura, he was reassured. Just the third level of the Spirit Martial Realm.

When Lin Feng was still at the second level of the Spirit Martial Realm, he dared to confront Duan Han, who was at the fourth level, and was not at all inferior. Now, even stronger, why would he care about these people?

"You are very confident, but let me tell you, your confidence is so pale," the leader of the horse bandits remained calm. He raised his long knife into the air, and instantly, all the bandits raised their long knives, a fierce and intimidating aura surging out.

Standing among the bandits, Lin Feng felt as if he were in a battlefield full of corpses. His heart trembled. These disguised bandit soldiers were much stronger than the previous group.

"Kill!"

The bandits shouted loudly, the sound of hooves thundering, dust rising into the sky. Facing the powerful sword aura, they showed no fear, only the will to kill.

The long knives flickered, the cold wind biting. A murderous aura surged towards Lin Feng.

"Since you're here, you might as well all die."

Not only did Lin Feng not panic in the slightest, he even closed his eyes. The Martial Soul of the Heavenly Sun was released, and the gray world appeared in his mind.

Every gallop of the horse's hooves, every swing of the long knife, was so clear.

A gray aura enveloped his soft sword, and a breath of death began to spread.

"Slash!" Almost at the same time, the crowd came to Lin Feng's side. The long knives flashed, slashing towards Lin Feng.

And Lin Feng's body, with a slight leap, the sword intent soaring, the flow of death, the counter-rotation.

"The Sword of Death."

Lin Feng whispered in his heart, and his body finally moved. The long sword drew a perfect arc in the air. With Lin Feng at the center, a gray sword aura, imbued with the breath of death, slashed out, domineering and invincible.

The long knife broke, and all the people rushing towards Lin Feng flew into the air, without exception. On their bodies, there was a mark of death.

The sound of hooves was chaotic, neighing incessantly. The leader of the horse bandits stared at the scene in front of him in shock, his heart trembling, his body trembling.

Too shocking!

All his subordinates were dancing in the air, then fell heavily to the ground, without a sound. One sword, wiped them all out.

The leader of the horse bandits' firm heart was now shaken, feeling a fear of death enveloping him.

"It's your turn."

A voice came, and the leader of the horse bandits saw Lin Feng stepping forward, his closed eyes finally opening. The leader of the horse bandits felt a chill coming towards him.

How ruthless and indifferent those pupils were!

Just now, the young Lin Feng had a clean and clear gaze, although angry due to his indifference, with a hint of age-old maturity. However, at this moment, Lin Feng's gaze was cold and ruthless, deep and unfathomable. Those pupils were like an endless abyss, ready to engulf everyone.

At this point, where would he dare to have the intention to kill Lin Feng, only fear of death.

The iron horse beneath him neighed, but the leader of the horse bandits paid no attention, directly turning his horse's head to escape. The Sword of Death was not something he could withstand.

"Leaving?"

Lin Feng sneered, took a step forward, a fleeting figure, his body instantly advancing a hundred meters.

The sword light, carrying the aura of death, flickered. The sword aura surged out, directly slashing at the leader of the horse bandits, taking his life.

If he had fought, perhaps he could have withstood a few moves. Now, he didn't even dare to fight, and could only be killed by a single sword.

The Martial Soul retracted, Lin Feng's pupils returned to normal. He slightly turned his body and walked towards Duan Feng and the others.

"Brother Lin Feng."

Duan Feng's eyes flickered with gratitude and respect as he looked at Lin Feng. Too strong, if he had Lin Feng's strength, he wouldn't have suffered so many dangers repeatedly.

At this time, Wang Bo also spoke, smiling slightly at Lin Feng, saying, "Brother Lin Feng, I've offended you before. Please don't take it to heart."

Lin Feng's eyes turned to Wang Bo, his gaze indifferent.

"You, how long do you want to pretend?" A voice came out of Lin Feng's mouth, instantly making Wang Bo's gaze freeze slightly.

Duan Feng and Jing Yun also looked puzzled, not understanding what Lin Feng was talking about.

"Brother Lin Feng, what do you mean?" Wang Bo's voice was slightly displeased, staring at Lin Feng closely.

"Remember when you said something to me about the leader of the bandits in front of us?" Duan Feng nodded. "With Wang Lao's strength, he shouldn't be very strong. How could he observe more carefully than you and catch even such a small detail?"

"I've been a steward in the Duan family for decades, loyal and dedicated. This time, responsible for the young master's safety, of course, I must carefully observe every detail. Brother Lin Feng, I know you have prejudices against me, but there's no need to slander me like this."

"Slander you?" Lin Feng sneered, "I don't have your cunning."

"What the leader of the bandits said to me was, 'This has nothing to do with me. Let me leave.' I think both groups of bandits were heading straight for Duan Feng. None of you objected, right?"

"Of course not." Wang Lao nodded. "Everyone knows that."

"In that case, I find it strange. The first group of bandits were all killed by me, not leaving a single survivor. How did the second group of bandits know that Duan Feng wasn't dead? Instead, they came straight here."

Lin Feng's words made everyone's gaze slightly frozen. Yes, the second group of bandits obviously came prepared, knowing that Duan Feng was not dead at all.

"They knew, which means someone informed them, a spy. What do you think?"

Lin Feng sneered, wanting to see how Wang Lao would explain.

"Perhaps, as you say, someone informed them, but if the young master believes you, I am willing to die. After all, it would be easy for Brother Lin Feng to kill me, why bother with so much talk."

Wang Lao said coldly, closing his eyes, as if begging

 for death, making Duan Feng extremely embarrassed.

"What a cunning old man." Lin Feng stared at Wang Lao, speechless for a moment, using such means to seek sympathy.

"Brother Lin Feng, why haven't you acted yet? My old man's life is cheap, if Brother Lin Feng kills me, it's nothing, you're powerful, no one dares to say you're wrong."

Wang Lao was aggressive, making Lin Feng's gaze freeze. Listening to Wang Lao's words, it seemed as if he was slandering Wang Lao and trying to force Wang Lao with his strength.

"Brother Lin Feng, this..."

Duan Feng became more and more embarrassed. He respected Lin Feng very much. He was strong and talented. He had already saved him twice. As for Wang Lao, he had taken care of him since he was a child, like his own family, his elder.

"I have no evidence. If you don't believe me, I can't help it. Whether he is a villain or not has nothing to do with me. I just want to remind you that, as for Jing Yun, are you going with me or staying here?"

Lin Feng didn't want to argue. He had only met Duan Feng today, although he thought Duan Feng was a good person, but if he didn't believe in himself, he, Lin Feng, didn't need to be humble. Besides, he had always considered Jing Yun a friend, so he naturally didn't want to leave Jing Yun behind.

"Brother Lin Feng, I have always respected you, but you are too bullying today. Not only did you slander my old man, but you also tried to take Jing Yun away. You are too much."

Wang Lao became arrogant again, angrily said, as if he had been slandered by Lin Feng and had suffered a great injustice.

"Shut up." Lin Feng coldly shouted, his gaze sweeping over Wang Lao, making Wang Lao pause.

"Okay, okay...Lin Feng, you're too bullying." Wang Lao angrily said.

"Are you done?" At this moment, a cold voice sounded, making Lin Feng and the others stunned. The speaker, surprisingly, was the always silent Meng Qing.

Meng Qing looked at Wang Lao, her eyes showing a disdainful expression, and said, "I thought you would leave on your own, but you, this old man, are so shameless. Clearly, you did something wrong and still act so self-righteous, slandering Lin Feng."