Li Qiang handed a 100-meter bamboo pole to Lin Feng, who held one end of the rope in one hand and the bamboo pole in the other, and then nodded at Li Qiang.

Li Qiang understood and picked up the end of the rope.

After Lin Feng took a hundred steps back, he instantly ran the Flying Flower Step, and everyone only saw an afterimage left in place.

"Wow, that's fast." The miners exclaimed.

Liu He's face changed, and he had a bad premonition.

The other six people saw Lin Feng's speed, and their faces were overjoyed.

This momentum is greater than that of any of the miners present.

I saw that the bamboo pole was on the edge of the cliff, and in less than a moment, it was erected, and Lin Feng looked at the opposite cliff, relaxed and freehand.

Just when the bamboo pole was at a forty-five degree angle, Lin Feng kicked hard with both feet, discarded the bamboo pole with one hand, and borrowed the ground to face the supporting force of the bamboo pole when it acted on Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng jumped in a parabola to the opposite shore and stood firmly.

Liu He's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth twitched, not to mention the two medium-grade spirit stones, the best spirit stones, fire spirit stones, and three-pattern ink crystals, which are not good things, so he lost like this.

"Wouldn't it be good if you didn't come back, damn mortal miners? Wouldn't it be good for you to come back and die among the cliffs? Liu He thought in his heart, his face began to be a little hideous, and he lost the bet on this mortal mine slave.

"Liuhe, why is your face so bad? Uncomfortable? Qinglian asked.

"Well, something has gone wrong in my practice lately."

"Then you have to cultivate well, by the way, don't look for a good friend at night." Du Feng suddenly said.

Liu He's face darkened.

"We won the bet, I believe that Liu He, you are so rich, you won't care, right?" The dwarf made up for it.

Liu He: "......"

He took out a fire spirit stone, a top-grade spirit stone, a three-pattern magic crystal and two medium-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, and handed them to the five people respectively, his face was pig's liver color, while the five people opposite were smiling and took the things they won.

Then he said to Xiao Chen: "Promise you, I will help!" ”

The latter nodded and thanked him.

Lin Feng found a crack in the stone and inserted the hook deep into it, and Li Qiang on the other side did the same.

The rope was very strong, made of demonic beast tendons, and Lin Feng used a spirit stone to exchange it from the Refining Pavilion, and it hurt at that time.

It's no problem to hang more than 20 people at this intensity.

Li Qiang and more than a dozen other mortal miners and slaves carefully grabbed the rope, grabbed the rope with one claw and walked towards this shore.

"Opportunistic!"

"Whew!"

At this moment, a flying sword flew towards the rope at a high speed, and in the desperate eyes of Li Qiang and the others, the rope was immediately broken in two.

"Boss, save me, save me......" The sound echoed between the cliffs, and it didn't go away for a long time.

Everything was between the lightning and flint, and Lin Feng did not have it the other way around.

None of the miners on the other side reacted.

Even Xiao Chen and the other six didn't react, and Liu He cut the rope with a flying sword.

The flying sword circled around and returned to Liu He's hand.

"Liuhe, you ......" Xiao Chen was a little incredulous.

Lin Feng looked at the cut rope in a daze, then looked back at the flying sword, and finally stared at Liu He.

His eyes gradually turned red, and he said coldly: "You just killed them like this, killed them like this?" ”

What kind of eyes are they, there are regrets, grief and anger, there are hatreds, all kinds of emotions are in Lin Feng's eyes.

Liu He looked at such eyes, and actually felt a trace of fear, suddenly thinking of his identity, he would actually be afraid of a mortal mining slave, and he became even more annoyed, and said indifferently: "Are you questioning me?" ”

"Liuhe, you ......, that's more than a dozen lives, how can you?" Zheng Xing looked at Liu He incredulously.

"Liuhe, you lost the bet, don't you get angry with a group of mine slaves, right?" Wu Xin, who has always been outspoken, said.

Liu He blew the flying sword in his hand, and said lightly: "I won't be angry with a group of mortal mining slaves, it's just that I can't get used to them being opportunistic, the assessment depends on myself, and Mu Jianzong doesn't raise waste." ”

"Willow River! Do you dare to fight with gamblers, and fight to the death after three years! I'll kill you in three years! ”

Lin Feng said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, the field was silent for a while, and he could feel a look of slaughter, Liu He's face changed, and he felt that he was offended, or was he offended by a mortal mining slave.

After a few moments, the miners could no longer be calm, and they all began to whisper.

"This Lin Feng is crazy, the miscellaneous disciples are not, dare to gamble with Liuhe."

"It's really stupid!"

“……”

Du Feng and the others all looked at Lin Feng incredulously,

"Heh, okay, you're afraid I'll kill you now, right? But I like to nip the danger at the source. ”

With that, a flying sword flew out.

Lin Feng felt that the whole world had become gray, and he was still too small, so small that he could be slaughtered by others.

The hand grasped and released again, and his eyes closed, because he felt that the flying sword was already coming, and he couldn't dodge it.

"Ling!"

The expected result did not happen, only the crash of two flying swords was heard.

"Xiao Chen, you dare to stop me?"

"Liu He, don't get me wrong, I just think that if you kill him like this, it will only cause a stain on your reputation."

"Think about it, what would everyone think if everyone knew you were afraid of a mine slave's gamble? And now it's an assessment, Lin Feng didn't take advantage of it, he came in by strength, if you kill him, you will break the rules of the sect after all, and it is not easy to explain to the sect. ”

Xiao Chen immediately explained.

Liu He thought about it, although the rules of the sect really don't take it seriously for a mining slave, it is a trouble after all.

Then he said to Lin Feng: "Although you are a very annoying fly, I will give you a chance, I hope you will be alive in three years." ”

Then he said to Xiao Chen: "I'll give you a face this time, I hope you won't spoil me next time, otherwise don't blame my sword for not recognizing people." ”

After that, Liu He flicked his sleeves.

Xiao Chen shrugged his shoulders.

Lin Feng cast a grateful glance at Xiao Chen, who pretended not to see it.

Looking at Du Xiaochen and protecting Lin Feng, Du Feng looked at Lin Feng with deep meaning.

Lin Feng was stared at a little unnaturally, he said that the three-year duel was to give himself a chance to live, but more often than not, he really wanted to kill Liu He.

"Li Qiang, don't worry, one day, I will seek justice for you, let him understand that all the people must not be humiliated, and those who insult others will always be humiliated."

In the field, Xiao Chen's cultivation is high, but it seems that Liuhe's power is the greatest.

Xiao Chen also seems to have a trace of jealousy towards Liu He, and he is jealous of the forces behind him; Liu He's jealousy of Xiao Chen is jealous of personal cultivation.

"More than a dozen lives are worthless in Liu He's eyes, is this the cruelty of the spirit?"

"Cultivate, work hard to live, I no longer want others to call me a mortal mining slave, and I no longer want to be the existence that everyone can bully!"

"If you reach Xiao Chen's cultivation, I'm afraid Liu He won't dare to move himself easily." Lin Feng clenched his fists and swore secretly.

Since the Li Qiang incident, the miners in the back have jumped over with their own skills, and the mortality rate has increased by a few points.

Of the 200 mine slaves, only 60 remained, less than 70 places, in principle, the third level can not be examined, but it is related to the distribution of miscellaneous work of miscellaneous disciples, and it has to be examined.

Qinglian looked at Du Feng, then at Lin Feng, and sighed in her heart: "We hurt him, if it weren't for their gambling and fighting, Liu He wouldn't have angered Lin Feng and them." ”