Of course, not everyone present was shocked by this false alarm. Many people were very calm, such as Zhao Weixin, Wan Peng, Feng Xunzi, Jiang Yuanshang and others. The old **** was there, not at all. Worried about what Lin Feng just did.

Because they knew very well in their hearts that a cultivator in the warlord state would have no power to fight back in front of a strong man in the war **** state.

Even life and death cannot help oneself!

"Brother Wang Hu, why bother yourself?" On the sapphire chariot, Wan Peng gently shook his head, his tone very regretful.

"Do you remove the spiritual imprint in the Qiankun Pouch by yourself, or wipe it off after you have been tortured?" On the side, Lu Xuanyi is more direct, typical people don't say much.

Or, he was very arrogant, and he didn't even bother to talk to a practitioner like Lin Feng in the warlord state.

"Brother Wang, I advise you to think about it, don't ask yourself hardship, you should be very clear about how powerless a low-level practitioner is in front of a high-level practitioner!" Zhao Weixin took a step forward, full of deep meaning. 'S opening said.

Lin Feng's face was pale, his lips were tightly pressed, and he said nothing.

At this time, as if someone had seen his worries, he stepped forward and said: "Don't worry, as long as you are honest and obedient, we will never kill you or torture you!"

Others heard the words, as if waking up from a dream, one after another stepped forward to make such a promise.

Although, they also understand that there are five Gods of War here, Lin Feng can't turn the sky anyway, and in the end he has to vomit everything out obediently.

but.

No one is sure whether there will be any stubble in the middle, and how long Lin Feng can hold on.

The closer you get to victory, the more you have to be cautious.

The longer the delay, the more changes will be made.

Everyone present understands this truth.

"You...... Are you serious?" Lin Feng glanced at everyone and said with difficulty.

"Naturally!"

"No deception!"

A group of people nodded one after another, because in their opinion, even if Lin Feng was spared, Lin Feng would not be able to turn the sky.

Of course, they were not really willing to let Lin Feng go.

Just in case, after they got everything, they would naturally give Lin Feng a decent ending. As for the promise they made right now--

Isn't this kind of promise just to be violated?

Anyway, they didn't swear to Heaven, even if they broke their promise, nothing would be lost.

"Well, I believe you once..." Lin Feng looked at everyone, hesitated for a long time, and finally seemed to have made up his mind and nodded hard.

A group of people smiled suddenly.

"A wise move!"

"Brother Wang Hu, you did this earlier, so you don't have to be so arrogant now!"

Some people said teasingly, and when they saw Lin Feng's complexion gradually turning blue and seeming to be extremely angry, they closed their mouths.

The most urgent thing is to get the treasures in Qiankun's bag, which can be said later.

In a moment, Lin Feng lifted the mark in Qiankun's bag.

For an instant, he slumped his head and slumped his head, as if he had taken out all his strength, standing loosely on the sapphire chariot, his head downcast, and his energy completely wilted.

Everyone knows that he has lost his life's stored wealth, and it will be like a crit on anyone in exchange.

However, no one cared about him at all at this moment, everyone was staring at the storage bag with fiery eyes.

Some people even started rubbing their hands in excitement.

Only a few people remained calm, with no expression on their faces, but there was also a little smile in their eyes.