Peerless Martial Soul

It was almost dusk, and suddenly it started to rain heavily in the sky.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and as night fell, it turned into a downpour.

The road was muddy and it was impossible to move forward. The convoy stopped on the spot and set up camp for accommodation.

Late at night, the lights in the camp were turned off and everyone had gone to bed.

A burly man walked out of the camp and came to a small puddle on the roadside. He pulled down his pants and prepared to pee.

He was still humming something.

Not far behind him, half of a human head quietly floated out of a pool, revealing a pair of dark and cold eyes.

It's Chen Feng!

His eyes were fixed on the burly man, and his body exuded an icy evil aura.

He did not escape very far, but found a place. After treating his injuries, he hid quietly and followed the convoy.

"This heavy rain came at the right time. My Yuluo Feihua Sword Technique has no trace at all in this heavy rain, and no one will notice it!"

The burly man didn't notice that the area around him was raining more heavily than other places.

Chen Feng pursed his lips and suddenly burst into tears. In the rain, a snow-white flying flower bloomed.

In fact, just when Chen Feng burst out, the burly man had already noticed it. He wanted to hide, but found that his movement seemed to be a little sluggish, and he was not as flexible as before.

Just such a small gap prevented him from avoiding it, and the white flying flowers landed on his back.

The white flying flowers bloomed silently without any movement, but they exploded a terrifying hole the size of a washbasin in the back of the burly man.

Chen Feng could see the scenery on the other side through the huge hole.

The heart of the burly man was directly crushed into pieces.

He only had time to scream before he fell to the ground and died.

Chen Feng jumped up, searched him for a while, and then ran away.

Just three breaths after he left, several figures flew out.

When they saw the body of the burly man, they all looked horrified.

The tall, thin man in black had a cold face. He intuitively felt that the murderer must be related to the young man today.

He said to the other two people: "Carry the body in and report to the young master."

"yes!"

The tall, thin man in black obviously had a higher status among them, so the two of them responded respectfully, and then carried the body away.

Soon, the lights in the camp came on one after another.

The interior of the palace-like carriage is extremely luxuriously decorated. The carved beams and jade pillars are decorated with gold, silver and jade everywhere.

The corpse was placed on the heavy bearskin carpet. A tall, thin young man dressed in white stood beside the corpse with cold eyes.

"Lao Qi was hit in the back of the heart by a sneak attack. He killed him directly with a powerful sword and martial arts move."

"This kind of swordsmanship and martial arts is very powerful and silent. We didn't hear any movement."

The young man said solemnly: "The person who made the sneak attack is a master. The lowest level is the acquired eighth level."

The tall, thin man in black on the side said in a low voice: "Young Master, the little beast we fought with today is the seventh level of the day after tomorrow. Is it possible that he hired a helper?"

"It should be an elder of his family or master."

The young master in white said calmly: "You have provoked a difficult situation."

The tall, thin man in black quickly knelt down and apologized: "This subordinate deserves to die."

"It's not your fault. If it were me, I would steal it too!"

The young master in white said calmly: "Dragon Vein Continent, warriors are revered, and the jungle is the law of the jungle. He himself is weak, so it is natural for you to rob him. Now that Lao Qi is not as powerful as others, it is natural for him to be killed."

"If you are bad, don't blame others!"

"It's just..."

A grin appeared on his elongated, horse-like face: "There must not be many of them, otherwise it would not be a sneak attack, but a hard fight. Our strength is ten times better than theirs!"

"Pass my order. From today on, the vigilance will be the same as before. Everyone who leaves the camp can only go out alone to lure him to take action! Once they show up, I will take action immediately and kill them!"

"yes!"

The faces of the tall, thin man in black and others showed great confidence. Obviously, they all thought that as long as the young master in white took action, his opponent would definitely not be able to escape.

…

Chen Feng took advantage of the darkness to escape quickly and came to a secret cave.

Lighting a bonfire, he carefully counted the things he had taken from the burly man.

"Yellow-level third-grade martial arts, Wave-breaking Sword... This is good, but unfortunately I use a sword, so it's not very useful. I'll save it for now and talk about it later."

"There is also a long knife. This knife is the same as the one held by the two men in black today. It is very sophisticated, but it is not a unique weapon."

"This...hey, is this a mustard bag?"

Chen Feng looked at the palm-sized and ordinary-looking bag in his hand with surprise and joy.

The mustard bag is similar to a space ring, with a certain space inside for storing things.

However, only dead objects can be stored, not living objects.

Mustard seed bags are very precious items. Chen Feng had heard of them before, but had never seen them before. Even Master Yan Qingyu doesn't have a mustard bag.

"It shouldn't be. That burly man doesn't look like a powerful character. Why is there a mustard bag?"