The strongest blood upgrade

Chapter 187

Seeing Li Linfeng striding forward, the injured young man couldn't help becoming a little nervous.

After all, he was seriously injured at this moment, his mobility was not as good as before, and the weapon in his hand was not with him, and it also took his last strength to blow away the two big men in black just now.

If Li Linfeng really wanted to harm him, he probably had no ability to resist at this moment.

Fortunately, Li Linfeng had no intention of doing anything to him at all.

Seeing him looking over with vigilance, Li Linfeng spread his hands slightly higher and said, "Don't be nervous, I have no malicious intentions."

The vigilance in the young man's eyes did not decrease a bit, but he didn't say anything, just staring at Li Linfeng firmly.

Seeing this, Ren Pinyu snorted with some displeasure: "Master, if you want me to say it, why do you care about him? It's okay for this kind of person not to know how to be grateful, and to beware of you as a bad guy, Master. You deserve to be beaten up like this." ..."

"Shut up!" Li Linfeng turned his head and glared at him, "You unruly guy, do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

Ren Pinyu lowered his head resentfully, feeling unconvinced in his heart.

But right now Li Linfeng didn't care about his thoughts, he walked up to the young man, reached out and took out a pill from his pocket and handed it over.

"Why?" the young man asked bluntly.

Li Linfeng smiled, "Eat it, and your injury will heal soon."

"Don't! If I don't eat it, I will be fine soon!" The young man shook his head and rejected Li Linfeng's kindness.

Li Linfeng wasn't angry either, it was quite normal in the first place, when a stranger you met suddenly gave you something to eat, how dare you eat it casually?
"This is the best healing pill..."

Before Li Linfeng finished speaking, the young man coldly interrupted: "I said no!"

Ren Pinyu, who was following Li Linfeng, couldn't help shouting angrily: "Hey! Don't be ignorant of flattery! My young master kindly wanted to help you, but you showed an attitude of rejecting others thousands of miles away. , It's too outrageous!"

The young man gave him a cold look, ignored him, and continued to stare at Li Linfeng.

Seeing this scene, Li Linfeng shook his head helplessly, and took back the elixir in his hand, "Well, since you don't trust me, then I won't force you. Can you tell me why you have conflicts?"

The young man was silent for a moment, then snorted coldly: "How do I know? These guys have been pestering me for a few days, insisting that my stick was stolen from them. Hmph, this stick is obviously from my family. What do the ancestral things have anything to do with them? Originally, I didn't intend to kill them, but they provoked me again and again, so I don't want to keep my hands anymore. "

Li Linfeng turned his head to look at the black long stick that was still stuck in the chest of the big man in black with the sword, and nodded thoughtfully, "So, your stick should be quite good, so they saw Bao Bao thinking about it." You want to snatch it, right? Can you let me see it?"

Seeing the young man's face change, he went on to say: "Don't be nervous, I won't steal your things, but I also use sticks, but I'm just curious. Well, I'll put my stick How about a mortgage here?"

As he said that, he pulled out the black bronze-level long staff behind his back, and lightly hit the ground, the stick sank into the ground more than a foot deep.

The young man's eyes fell on the stick, and he was immediately attracted.

"This... is this your stick? Can I... can I touch it?"

Li Linfeng laughed and said: "Why not? I happen to be a little interested in your stick, so let's exchange it temporarily."

Seeing what he said, the young man nodded, and impatiently stepped forward to hold the stick.

But Li Linfeng walked up to the body of the big man in black with the sword, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the black stick.

With a light shake, the blood on the stick splashed out without leaving a trace.

Good stick!
As soon as Li Linfeng tried to inject true energy into the stick, he saw a gray light suddenly glowing on the surface of the stick. At the same time, there was a loud buzzing sound, and the stick trembled violently, as if trying to break free from his hand.

However, Li Linfeng was not willing to let it succeed, he let out a soft drink, the zhenqi in his body flowed violently, poured it into the stick frantically, and forcibly suppressed it.

"What did you do to it?"

The young man over there was startled and angry. He threw down the black copper-level long stick that he had been fond of before and rushed over. Regardless of the fact that he was seriously injured, he glared at Li Linfeng, as if he would fight if he disagreed with him.

Li Linfeng looked at him innocently, "I didn't do anything, I just habitually lost a little zhenqi, who knew it would be like this."

"Infuriating?!" The young man's face froze, and then a flash of resentment flashed across his face, "It's amazing to have infuriating? This is my ancestral heritage, how can you let you mess around, return it to me!"

Li Linfeng smiled, "Okay, I'll just give it back to you, I'm just curious about its material, it seems to make you nervous."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw the black long stick over.

The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but when he took it, he felt something was wrong—when did this stick become so heavy?
"what!"

After an exclamation, the stick fell to the ground with a bang, and made a deep long hole.

Li Linfeng was also a little dumbfounded, "Is that an exaggeration? This stick is not heavy."

The young man took a deep look at him, bent down to hold the stick, and stretched his arm muscles, trying to pick up the stick.

But the stick didn't move at all, as if it had taken root, and he couldn't lift it no matter how hard he tried.

"You...you must be playing tricks!"

Li Linfeng was not angry either, he walked over and bent down to grab the tip of the stick, and lifted it up easily, dancing a stick flower in his hand, whistling loudly.

"Strange... Could it be that..."

At this time, SW9527 appeared again.

"Respected master, you injected your true energy into the stick just now, causing this stick to temporarily recognize you as the master. It is very difficult for anyone to hold it except you!"

"What? Recognize the master?" Li Linfeng blinked, "Could it be that this stick is a magic weapon? Hey, did you make a mistake? Isn't this world the world of warriors? Why did you get out of the magic weapon?"

SW9527 smiled and replied: "Dear master, the magic weapon you mentioned is not the same as this stick. The specific reason is a bit complicated, and I can't explain it for a while. Simply put, this stick should be an ancient weapon. It has been handed down from the period, and in that era, many top-quality weapons would have similar characteristics, and once infused with true energy, they would produce a phenomenon similar to the magic weapon's 'recognition of the master'."

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