Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 154 Coffin Star

"Some people really have small guts, huh? What, you got scared just by seeing a blood moon? Let me tell you, if you want to scram, go back and drink your milk by yourself, stop embarrassing yourself here."

Li Yibo had not slept at all. He kept staring at Li Bing and Lin Feng, his eyes alight with flames of jealousy.

He had liked Li Bing not for just a day or two, and the other party knew it too. But for some unknown reason, she always deliberately kept her distance from him. Li Yibo is a person of talents with strong abilities, how could he possibly be inferior to a Lin Feng.

Seeing Lin Feng proposing to retreat, Li Yibo couldn’t help but speak out.

Lin Feng felt annoyed and had no interest in arguing with him, "Get lost, this has nothing to do with you."

The Demoness Bai Yue was no simpleton, even though Lin Feng had never met her. But she had almost led to the downfall of Hu Ben Country, could she be an ordinary person?

Who had the mood to bicker with Li Yibo like a child.

"You..."

Li Yibo was immediately enraged. When had he ever been spoken to like this, treated this way? He couldn’t help but want to make a move.

"Fellows, see that? A few tender-skinned ones have come to deliver themselves to death."

At that moment, torches suddenly lit up all around, illuminating the surroundings brightly, and in an instant, a dozen or so burly men surrounded them with cold sneers.

One of them had a Star behind that was actually a coffin Star.

Li Bing’s expression changed. The coffin Star could make everyone’s breath disappear, as if they were a dead person, effectively countering his Blue Bird Star. No wonder they hadn’t noticed anything.

"Three of them, two men and a woman, there’s also a sleeping girl inside."

The leader of the group sneered.

Lin Feng stood up and glanced at the thirteen people; each of them turned out to be Great Martial Masters, with the strongest being a Second Layer Great Martial Master, much more powerful than the Wolf King and those mountain bandits.

"Looks like we’re in for a tough battle."

In their group, although everyone except him was also a Great Martial Master, and especially Li Bing who was at the Peak of Second Layer Great Martial Master, when it came to battle experience, they were far behind these desperadoes, likely falling into their trap.

"Who are you guys? I’ll have you know that we’re disciples of the Divine Wind Camp. Ever heard of the Iron Spear Divine Marquis? Dare to provoke us?"

Li Yibo pulled out his longsword and sneered as he swept a glance around.

"Iron Spear Divine Marquis?"

The leader furrowed his brows.

Seeing his expression, Li Yibo thought he was scared, and immediately said proudly: "What, got scared by what you heard? Scram now, and we might spare your lives."

"Haha, who is he, some big shot?"

The man let out a chuckle.

Mockingly looking at Li Yibo, "Kid, you seem to not understand the situation today. It’s not about whether you kill us or not, it’s about whether we decide to kill you!!"

Li Yibo’s complexion changed upon hearing these words. The thirteen desperados, likely due to their long stay in this place, each exuded an intimidating and evil presence, and an aura reeking of Evil Qi lingered around them.

This made Li Yibo subconsciously want to step back, but remembering that Li Bing was right beside him, he couldn’t retreat. He forcefully suppressed the panic within his heart. His gaze fell on Lin Feng as he said viciously, "It’s all your fault, you trash! If it wasn’t for your nonsense just now, would they have been attracted here? You waste!"

Lin Feng frowned slightly and gave him a cold look, "Scared? If you’re scared, then just roll to the side and tremble on the ground. Great Martial Master, my ass."

"You..."

Li Yibo’s face changed again, Lin Feng hadn’t given him any face at all.

"How about this, brothers, we’re after money not lives. As long as you obediently hand over all your valuables, maybe, just maybe, we’ll be in a good mood and leave you with a little life."

The burly man leading them had a strange gleam in his eyes, and behind him appeared an odd Star that upon closer inspection, looked like an eyeball. In an instant, he assessed the strength of Lin Feng and the others.

The rest of the men also released their own Stars, all of which were Seventh Grade Stars, with several even possessing Eighth Grade Stars. Each man’s aura was exceptionally formidable.

Watching this, Li Yibo couldn’t help but have his legs tremble, and not just him, Li Bing felt the same way. Aqi, who was farther away, was also roused from his sleep, looking around bewildered at everything happening.

"Listen, you’re getting the wrong idea. We’re just here to investigate the situation, not to cause trouble for you guys." Li Yibo swallowed his saliva and immediately submitted.

Lin Feng watched his cowardly behavior, wondering how this guy ever made it to being a Fifth Generation Disciple of Divine Wind Camp.

"I’ll give you thirty seconds to think it over, don’t miss your chance," The burly man sneered. Though there weren’t many on the opposing side, they were all quite powerful. Last time they encountered seventeen disciples from Taishan Sect, they killed all the men and captured the women to be slaves. Yet, despite this victory, seven or eight of his own men died.

If they could win without fighting, that would be the best strategy.

"Li Bing, let’s just surrender, hand over our Storage Bags to them. We can’t beat them. They are too many and all of them are Great Martial Masters. We are simply not in the same league. The wise adapt to circumstances," upon hearing this, Li Yibo immediately whispered to Li Bing.

Li Bing looked at him in astonishment, as if he couldn’t believe what he had just heard.

"Li Yibo, what are you talking about? These people are desperados. How can you believe their nonsense?"

Li Yibo got a bit irritated by that remark, "Then what do you suggest we do? Rely on you? Or on me? Or on Lin Feng, the waste? They’re all desperados. They also said they won’t hurt us, which means they are wary of our strength. This is our best chance right now. As long as we can hand over our wealth and leave unscathed, what’s wrong with that? Why not give it a try?"

"Li Yibo, I didn’t expect you to be such a person who pleads for compromise. I’m really disappointed in you," Li Bing sighed and shook her head.

"You..."

Li Yibo couldn’t help but clench his fists, then he sneered, "Fine, if you all want to die, I won’t join in. Li Bing, you can go ahead and wait to die here with whatever Lin Feng is!"

With those words, he no longer paid attention to Li Bing, and directly advanced towards the burly man, tossing over his Storage Bag, "Here’s mine. Can I go now?"

The burly man weighed it in his hand, then immediately shook his head.

Li Yibo’s face instantly darkened, "You’re going back on your word?"

The burly man laughed scornfully, "There’s at most five thousand Gold Pearls in there. Do you think that’s enough to buy your little life? Didn’t you say you’re some bigshot disciple from Divine Wind Camp? Your life must be quite valuable. Five thousand is too little!!"

Li Yibo became enraged, "Then what do you want? This is all I have."