The despicable mage wouldn't know that Zhang Feng was stepping on their holy-level artifact, otherwise, how could he make such a shameful request?

In fact, all the players present have level 100 or above, so the saying that they can't make money from using equipment is purely nonsense.

In this case, doesn’t it mean that the vulgar mage has already suspected Zhang Feng’s head?

The thought flashed, and Zhang Feng couldn't help but stand in his original position without changing his face, and glanced at the wretched mage and his team members from the corner of his eyes.

I saw that ten of them surrounded Zhang Feng and Yao Mengling respectively, and then seemed to step on gold coins or items on them intentionally. They should have wanted to know if there was anything they had made at Zhang Feng's feet through this method.

If not, it proves that they suspect the wrong person.

But if there is any, the chance that their holy-level artifact will be occupied by Zhang Feng and Yao Mengling will be more than 80%.

As just three seconds passed, just after they all stepped on the items, Zhang Feng found that the expressions on their faces were very wonderful.

Zhang Feng thought that they must have received a system prompt that they could not pick up, which means that they suspected that they had the wrong object.

Seeing this, the wretched mage was embarrassed to ask for the garbage on the ground, so he quickly turned his eyes and signaled his team members to move to another direction.

"Huh, I finally got it hidden!" Zhang Feng looked at the despicable mage's back as he left, and soon felt relieved.

Similarly, Yao Mengling also let go and made a saint-level artifact to become Zhang Feng's bag.

However, at this moment, the vulgar mage suddenly turned around and ran: "Brother Lu!"

"Ahem..." Zhang Feng was almost choked to death and asked quickly: "What...what is it?"

"Haha, thank you for letting us observe the items on the ground!" The vulgar mage smiled politely, and then suddenly took three steps forward as Zhang Feng and Yao Mengling stared at each other.

Zhang Yi was only three steps away from each other, causing a gold coin that the wretched mage to step on the feet to disappear on the spot.

In other words, the gold coin was picked up by him!

At this moment, the wretched mage was stunned and opened his mouth wide and said, "This... this piece seems to be something we beat! I...you... can Brother Lu give it up?"

Zhang Feng couldn't help but hold the Holy Fire Ghost Slash tightly, and he already had the idea of ​​killing him.

This guy didn't look like he was leaking at all. Although he was polite to Zhang Feng and Yao Mengling on the surface, he actually always had the idea of ​​doubting Zhang Feng and the other two.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to pick up gold coins at the end.

Although he was just picking up tentatively, if he could pick it up, it just means that the things around Zhang Feng's feet were shot by them, so it is easy to infer the whereabouts of the holy-level artifact.

Therefore, Zhang Feng was very angry at the wretched mage's actions at this moment and couldn't help but shout: "What are you doing?"

"Hmph, stop pretending!" The despicable mage quickly turned his back and pointed to a garbage item under his feet and said, "I can pick up these things, doesn't it mean that they were made by us? Therefore, the holy-level artifact we have not seen must be here!"

As soon as these words were said, the teammates of the vulgar mage arrived quickly and had a tendency to want to pk. As for the players around them, they were all shocked.

"No, can they be really occupied by Zhang Sanlu?"

"Damn, that's so... damn! A genuine president even robs someone else of his stuff, tsk."

"Come on, the strong people in the past are the final say. Zhang Sanlu doesn't have a holy-level artifact, so he will certainly rob him when he sees the holy-level artifact exploded!"

...

Listening to the a little harsh muttering, Zhang Feng felt that the temperature on his face was gradually rising. He was really afraid of anything he was guessed by the despicable mage.

The thought flashed, and Zhang Feng almost moved away, trying to give up the holy-level artifact.

However, at this very urgent moment, news came from the system.

The system prompts: "Congratulations! You have obtained the equipment of the Immortal Ring of Death Killing."

...

When he saw it, Zhang Feng suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahaha, it's so shameless!"

"What did you say?" The despicable mage showed his fierce light and shouted: "I have the will to say it again!"

"Hmph, it's so funny. I'm saying you're shameless!" Zhang Feng curled his lips disdainfully and said, "The things around my feet are naturally made by us! But because they are all garbage, we are too lazy to pick them up. Haha, after a long time now, you can naturally have the right to pick them up. If you don't believe it, let's just call someone to come and try it, and make sure that he can pick them up too!"

"Just try! Am I afraid of you?" The despicable mage shouted fiercely. However, it seemed that his hands were trembling at this moment, obviously because he was afraid that Zhang Feng would die if he was angry, or directly add him to the blacklist of Angel Wings, and he would suffer from the pain of hunting in the future.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng naturally would not stop him, but just stretched out his hand indifferently, indicating that he could call people at will.

Since the Immortal Ring of Death Killing has entered Zhang Feng's bag, it means that the equipment produced by the team of the Vulgar Mage can be picked up by anyone.

So, this is why Zhang Feng is fearless.

After just three seconds, the wretched mage pulled a more honest archer and asked him to pick up the teeth of the dragon-scaled beast under Zhang Feng's feet.

Sure enough, the honest archer did as he said, and in less than a second he wrapped the teeth of the dragon scale beast.

Now, the wretched mage looked green: "I...I...I'm sorry, Brother Lu, we... shouldn't doubt you!"

"Get out!" Zhang Feng exhaled angrily.

The wretched mage shivered all over and quickly called his teammates to leave.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Feng smiled proudly, and said with his smooth jade hands holding Yao Meng and Lingling left and right: "Let's go, the demon-scale evil dragon is still waiting to die!"

"Haha, the mage must have been in great pain just now." Yao Meng blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled, obviously she could see that the holy-level artifact was picked up by Zhang Feng.

"No!" Ling Ding said with a smile: "The attributes of the holy-level artifact are very strong. A holy-level artifact can be almost as good as half a set of heavenly-level artifact equipment. As for the accompanying skills, it is even stronger. My Immortal Protection is the best proof! Hehe, if the mage doesn't know how to feel distressed, maybe there is a problem here."

As she said that, she pointed to her head.

"Okay, okay, the Five Elements Dragon Scale Hands have been almost snatched. If we don't act, maybe the Demon Scale Evil Dragon will be almost snatched, and there will be trouble when the time comes!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!