After Qingcheng Feixue and the others left, Murong Feng and the others also continued to embark on the journey, although Qingcheng Feixue promised to hand over the last key to them at the agreed place outside Kao Heng one day later, but this kind of blank check cannot be fully believed after all. To be a man, you still have to rely on yourself.

Although it seems that there is only one key left, it is very difficult to get it, after all, after nearly three years, most of the remaining cultivators are elites, and most of them are difficult to deal with. Even if they succeed, it is not clear what kind of key they are carrying, and at most there is a 1 in 5 chance that they will have the key.

Murong Feng still released the Gold Devouring Ant Scout to the surroundings as before, and soon the Gold Devouring Ant returned, with them as the center, there were two groups of cultivators hidden within ten miles, one of which was three people with swords, which should be sword cultivators, and the other group of people with spirit beasts and people with double axes, more like a mixed team composed of spirit callers and ascetics, after the last battle with the ascetics, Murong Feng has not yet found a good way to deal with the ascetics, unless he can kill them in one blow, otherwise these ascetics are good at getting heavier and more powerful, it is really troublesome.

And sword cultivation is different, Murong Feng, the first enemy they experienced in the battle of life and death, Changkong Nameless is sword cultivation, for the sword cultivation routine, Murong Feng and they all know very well, besides, the gold devouring ant in their hands is specially used to deal with sword cultivation. Although one sword broke ten thousand laws, at that time, for the sword cultivators who comprehended the sword intent above the Jindan period, the sword cultivators in the condensation period should have dealt with it themselves.

After making a decision, Murong Feng hurriedly shared information with Chu Xiaoxiao Shixiu, which made Murong Feng feel that it was rare for the two of them to have the same thoughts as himself this time. So the three of them immediately set off and rushed in the direction of the three sword cultivators.

Somewhere in the dense forest, the three sword corrections were eating, in order to avoid their whereabouts and being attacked by others, they did not light a fire, and took turns to eat, leaving one person as a guard.

"It's really bad luck, Sanyi only got two keys in total, and one of them is still a duplicate of the key in our hand. I don't know how much cold rice I'm going to eat in this hellish place. A sword cultivator complained to his companion.

"After eating, we will rest early, we still have to get up early, after all, it is already three, there should have been many teams to get the invitation, if we don't hurry up, even if we get five keys, it will be useless." Senior Brother Yun, I'll be on guard for you, you hurry up and come over for dinner. The other cultivator got up with his sword as he spoke, preparing to change shifts with Senior Brother Yun, who was in charge of guarding.

Jian Xiu, who was in charge of guarding, did not reply to his senior brother, he still stood there like a statue on guard.

The cultivator shouted a few more times, and seeing that Senior Brother Yun did not respond, he clenched the sword in his hand, cautiously walked to Senior Brother Yun's side, and patted Senior Brother Yun's back with his hand, only to find that Senior Brother Yun fell directly forward. After Senior Brother Yun fell to the ground, the cultivator found that Senior Brother Yun's whole body was crawling with unknown ants, and the sword behind Senior Brother Yun had turned into a jagged shape, as if it had been eaten by something.

Seeing this, the cultivator wanted to summon his companion who was still eating behind him, but before he could open his mouth, he was covered by someone. Although the sword cultivator was also biased towards physical training in the early stage of cultivation, it was still a lot worse than the wrestlers and ascetics, and he couldn't break free for a while, when he was struggling, the cultivator who controlled him with both hands suddenly had another hand, and this hand slapped towards the acupuncture point on the back of the cultivator's head, and he fainted.

And the last Jian Xiu, who was eating, just looked up, he saw that something seemed to be holding his companion in the dark shadow, and his companion was knocked unconscious just as he wanted to struggle, he hurriedly threw down the food in his hand, pulled out the sword on his back, and rushed towards his companion.

It was too late, and at the same time as Jian Xiu was acting, he suddenly shot out 12 thunder attribute crossbow arrows from the black shadow, and when Jian Xiu saw this, he hurriedly took his left foot as the axis, spun it at high speed, and used the Hui Xuanming Sword to shoot away the crossbow arrows that were shot.

And at the same time as Jian Xiu used the Xuan Ming Sword, a huge wild boar suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and Jian Xiu had just finished casting a round of Xuan Ming Sword, and it was too late to continue casting. had to use the blood-drinking sword dance to dodge several rounds of collisions of the wild boar in a row, and then took the opportunity to aim at the vital point of the wild boar, stabbing the wild boar into a puff of white smoke.

After killing the wild boar, Jian Xiu raised his sword high above his head, and successively used a horizontal sword blow and a mountain slash, and the cross-shaped sword qi rushed towards the black shadow, but was blocked by a dark-skinned wrestler who rushed out of the black shadow.

After blocking Jian Xiu's combination cross slash, Shi Xiu continued to rush towards Jian Xiu quickly, not wanting to give him a chance to breathe, and at the same time, a red-eyed golden eagle appeared behind Jian Xiu and swooped down on him. Jian Xiu used the Blood Drinking Sword Dance to dodge, but found that his feet couldn't move like lead, and when he looked down, he found that a large number of vines had grown under his feet at some point, binding his legs firmly.

Seeing that the wrestler in front of him was rushing towards him like an angry bull, the sword cultivator injected all the spiritual power in his body into the sword in his hand, and slashed towards the wrestler in front of him, when the sword was chopped down, more than a dozen phantoms suddenly appeared on the blade, Shi Xiu couldn't dodge, so he had to carry the sword on the opposite side, and more than a dozen sword blades slashed at Shi Xiu's body in a row, fortunately, there were various defensive techniques, and this sword cultivator's sword cultivation was not in place, although there were many damages on the body, Shi Xiu still resisted.

And just as Jian Xiu slashed at Shi Xiu, the red-eyed golden eagle behind him saw the opportunity and used his steel-like claws to hit Jian Xiu's back of the head. Jian Xiu couldn't dodge and was directly knocked unconscious.

After getting the three sword cultivators, Murong Feng first threw Shi Xiu a healing pill, and then quickly Chu Xiaoxiao took away two of the three of the hundred treasure bags, but unfortunately looking at Chu Xiaoxiao's pitiful eyes, Murong Feng had to confiscate the two hundred treasure bags in his hand, the only thing that made Murong Feng happy was that the sword cultivators were all practicing swordsmanship, and there were only some spirit stones and pills in the hundred treasure bags, and there were no spells and magic weapons. And the sword cultivator's sword is not taken away unless it is hateful, and ordinary cultivators will not take it away, Chu Xiaoxiao does not get much, which is equivalent to having less things that he has been robbed of, thinking about it like this, Murong Feng is still a lot more comfortable.

And what made Murong Feng even more upset was that these three sword cultivators happened to have the last key they needed in their hands, and now that the five keys had been gathered, they could go to the machine box to get the invitation.