Chapter Fifteen: The Bandit Kills with Lightning Speed

  "You... how could you..." The old man spat out blood foam, pointing at Chen Taizhong, wanting to say something.

  Chen Taizhong suddenly retreated, and as he did so, he snatched the storage bag from his opponent's waist. He sprinted over ten meters away before turning around with a sly smile and asking, "Why can't I?"

  "I...!" The old man's body shook, and he finally fell to the ground with a thud. "I'm so angry... you actually have storage equipment, and that ring on your hand is a Suzumiya seal."

  He really hated it, the other party's storage bag had been taken away by him, and it was impossible to take out any more weapons.

  He was a 7th-level Youxian, while the other party was only at level 3, so after the other party's powers were sealed, he indeed didn't have any defensive thoughts, not worth it.

  Zheng is fooling around with our third brother, he wants to warn him, we must squeeze this guy dry.

  But unexpectedly, a careless mistake led to being ambushed by that guy, and it was all over. A 7th-level roaming immortal was taken down by a 3rd-level roaming immortal - as the saying goes, "A thief may get away for a thousand days, but not for a thousand and one."

  It's just like what they say on Earth: no matter how high your kung fu is, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife.

  "I... really didn't mean to," Chen Taizhong looked at the whiskered man with an air of innocence.

  "Go die!" The whiskered man was stunned for a long time before shaking his large spear and swiftly stabbing over, "You must die!"

  "I didn't think of letting you live," Chen Taizhong sneered, this gang, he must be eliminated, now the archer is gone, the boss is also gone, only a fool is left.

  But he was eventually banned by someone, and his body didn't recover very well.

  Especially when the other party has a long gun in hand, and he only has a dagger.

  He dodged back and forth, trying to block two shots from the opponent, his tiger's mouth and forearm were numb with pain, and the military thorn almost fell out of his hand.

  Chen Taizhong's fist and footwork were quite ordinary, and soon he was swept away by the gun butt twice, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

  However, this mouthful of blood completely cleared his airway. He took advantage of the opportunity to charge into the inner circle of the big gun, raised his hand and stabbed the bayonet fiercely towards the opponent's chest.

  The bearded man didn't flinch a muscle and took the blow head-on.

  The result is self-evident - no breakthrough!

  Just now, Chen Taizhong's sneak attack succeeded because the opponent was completely unprepared. Now that the battle is underway, the whiskered man will definitely use his spiritual energy to protect himself, even if he underestimates the third-level Youxian. In this situation, Fang Tie's true power cannot break through the defense.

  Not only could he not break through his defense, but Hans' short sleeves flashed with a yellowish light - it was actually a protective talisman!

  The bearded man had expected this outcome, his long spear sweeping in a timely manner, striking the opponent's waist.

  This shot was powerful and Chen Taizhong was directly hit, flying out more than 20 meters. While still in mid-air, blood sprayed down from the air like it was free.

  "Thief of the Zhou family, you're dead!" The bearded man followed closely behind, his long spear flashing like a swimming dragon, about to pin his opponent firmly to the ground.

  "Behold my treasure," Chen Taizhong bellowed, and suddenly an exceptionally bright object appeared in his hand.

  A burly man with a thick beard took one glance and felt extremely dazzled. In the heat of battle, he couldn't afford to think twice, and with a flicker of his eyes, his body dodged to one side.

  He was several meters away before he reacted: "Damn it, isn't this just a lamp? It's just a little brighter."

  He was right, it's just a lamp, which is one of the few handheld mining lamps that Chen Taizhong stuffed into Sumi's ring before his ascension, and its power is not small.

  After Chen Taizhong arrived in the immortal realm, according to his observation, the lighting equipment here is generally very soft and gentle, with few dazzling light sources. After all, many times visual perception is not as good as spiritual awareness, and there are even those who have opened their heavenly eyes, which can see objects in secret.

  The burly man also knew how to use his divine consciousness, he just didn't think of it in time, and the lamp could be used to impersonate a magic weapon.

  After reacting, he was both ashamed and angry, "Bastard, I must tear you into pieces!"

  Chen Taizhong didn't even want to talk to him and stood up, shooting towards the fallen old man like an arrow.

  In fact, when he just used his bayonet, he had already thought that he couldn't break through the defense, so that action was just a cover-up, and the blood spray in the air wasn't that serious either.

  His true intention was to take out his storage bag from the old man's arms - a mid-to-low-grade long sword, which could almost break through his defense.

  The storage bag he just pulled from Lao Da's waist wasn't his, and he didn't even have the mind to check what was inside.

  The whiskered big Han's reaction was obviously half a beat slower, he wasn't a quick-witted person, but after reacting, he still decisively opened his mouth and a gray mist spewed out from it.

  This is his ultimate move, the sword-type killing energy nurtured in his dantian, controlled by his divine intent, with a destructive power that is shocking.

  Chen Taizhong didn't know what it was, but he could be certain that this was absolutely not a good thing. As soon as he touched the storage bag, he didn't even have time to draw his long sword before his body rapidly retreated again.

  The grey light flashed again and arrived in an instant, incredibly fast.

  Chen Taizhong's body suddenly flashed to the side, this time the movement was so swift that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

  That gray light was another chance to change, heavily striking the ground, making a loud noise, and the ground was hit out of a big pit. This grayness really fell on people, killing a fourth-level wandering immortal, which should be no problem at all.

  "Haha, your second sister is being dug up by you again," Chen Taizhong said with a strange smile.

  The direction he dodged was calculated, it was that piece of land where people were buried - Chen Mouren had always been lacking in such quick wit.

  The burly man's face turned red with rage as he shouted, "You little scoundrel, go to hell!"

  As he spoke, he pulled out a talisman and was about to grit his teeth and activate it.

  He had long had the opportunity to use the talisman, but he always felt it was unnecessary. A mere third-grade wandering immortal wasn't worth using a talisman for. Just shooting him dead would do.

  But at this moment, his anger was burning in his heart, and he couldn't care less about whether it was worth it or not. All he could think of was to kill the man and vent his anger.

  Chen Taizhong wouldn't give him this opportunity. Suddenly an AK-47 appeared in his hand, and with a pull of the trigger, a string of bullets shot towards the opponent.

  The AK-47 is not invincible, but his intention was just to disrupt the opponent a bit.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, that whiskered fellow took a few bullets and his body shook lightly twice.

  With this pause being enough, Chen Taizhong took out a long sword from his storage bag and pounced on him with all his might, slashing down with one sword.

  The bearded man didn't even bother to reason with him, seeing the other side rushing over again, he no longer activated his magic symbols, directly thrusting a spear fiercely - as long as you can't kill me, you will definitely die.

  He thought that the other party still couldn't break through his defense, so what if it was a mid-to-low-grade treasure? This daoist robe of mine can withstand a full-force blow from a fifth-level wandering immortal.

  However, at the moment of the sword's slash and impact, he realized something was off. But by then it was too late to regret. He was shocked to find that his head, along with the upper half of his right torso, had instantly flown into the air.

  Like his superior, the bearded man was defeated by his blind self-confidence. If he had been cautious enough, he could have killed Chen Taizhong several times, but there are no ifs in life.

  "I'm going, this fourth-level Youxian has a Buddhist robe, it's really hard to kill," Chen Taizhong let out a long breath.

  "I... I..." The bearded man wanted to tell the other that he was a fifth-level wandering immortal, but thinking twice, since he was going to die anyway... let you continue being ignorant.

  He rolled his eyes and let out his last breath, dead. Chen Taizhong was also exhausted and suddenly sat on the ground, panting rapidly.

  Killing these two people had exhausted all his wisdom, means and physical strength. He did not know that the three people he killed were at least two small realms higher than him, including one who was a high-ranking Youxian.

  He was really sore all over, exhausted, but this obviously wasn't a good place for him to rest, not to mention the two corpses and blood, which could attract many wild beasts.

  After resting for about seven or eight minutes, he struggled to get up and threw the two people into the big pit that was illuminated by the gray light.

  He inadvertently saw a small bow over two feet long, the gray light did not expose the female archer's body, but the small bow buried with her was dug out of the mud.

  "Mosquitoes are also meat," Chen Taizhong, adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, pulled out a small bow and then pushed it with his hand, covering it with a handful of mud. He then jumped up and disappeared into the forest.

  It wasn't until three nights later that he had fully recovered his physical strength, but even so, the loss of his vital energy was not something that could be replenished in a short period of time, and his entire body still felt relatively weak.

  For the past three days, he had been staying in the woods, which was the territory of wild boars. He had the aura of having killed a wild boar on him, and since it was a remote area, no one or beast came to bother him.

  "It's time to head back to the city," he stood up, the spiritual energy in the wilderness was indeed a bit lacking, whether it was to enjoy life or to quickly improve his cultivation, he had to stay in a hotel.

  He stuffed several storage bags into his bosom and saw a small bow on the ground, and Su Mei's eyes gleamed as she stared at the small bow.

  Strange... Can't even put on the Susumu ring?

  He suddenly became interested and sat down to carefully examine the bow. After pondering for a while, he finally discovered that there was also a storage space on the upper part of the bow.

  Space is hard to overlap, this small bow can't be put into the Susano'o ring, it's also normal.

  No wonder that female archer didn't have a storage bag on her body.

  Chen Taizhong was no longer in a hurry to return to the city, and he found a very inconspicuous depression between the forest and the swamp. He took out the several storage bags he had harvested one by one, examining and counting his spoils.

  He originally thought that snatching a few storage bags wouldn't yield much - the wealthy wouldn't carry their riches on them, but in fact, it wasn't like that.

  The storage bag of the whiskered Han man and the archer didn't have much in it, but that old man's storage bag was not only very spacious, but also had a staggering amount of wealth inside.

  There are over 50 pieces of medium-grade spirit stones, and two pieces of high-grade spirit stones.

  (Sent wrong chapter, corrected.)