He looked at Jiang Feng angrily for more than ten seconds before the anger on Murong Qingfeng's face disappeared and returned to his former calm.

"Jiang Daoyou, you see there are thousands of monks here. There are masters from all major sects, and even the Nine Heavenly Sects have all been dispatched. Everyone came for the tomb of the thief. Now that only Daoyou has gained something, is it possible that Daoyou is very familiar with this Tomb of the King of Thieves?" Murong Qingfeng said.

Jiang Feng glanced at Murong Qingfeng, sat down on the ground, and didn't look at the monks around him, took out his wine bag and drank two sips, and then said slowly: "I said that I don't know the way, and I guess no one will believe it." If I say that I know the Tao, I can't tell where the tomb of the thief is. It's really embarrassing. ”

"Jiang Daoyou, it's useless to pretend to be crazy and stupid. Do you think that you can still deceive the heroes of the world?" said Murong Qingfeng.

Glancing at Murong Qingfeng, Jiang Feng pointed at Murong Qingfeng with his finger holding the wine bag and said, "I said that my surname is Murong, I have a grudge against you, in front of so many people, you have to harm me? ”

"What are these words, Daoyou? I'm just telling the truth. And don't forget, fellow Daoists, it was you who went to my Five Elements Sword Sect first to make trouble. Murong Qingfeng said.

"I'm making trouble, you've got something wrong with your brain, right? If you hadn't forced me, would I have been able to take action? If you don't recognize your ancestor, you still want to kill me. It's not good to reflect on yourself, but here you say that I, as the head of a faction, are you embarrassed? I feel ashamed for you. Jiang Feng said.

Anger appeared on Murong Qingfeng's face again, but it quickly disappeared. He said: "What kind of festival does the Five Elements Sword Sect have with Daoyou, why do Daoyou keep asking me for trouble with the Five Elements Sword Sect again and again? Could it be that you really want to be the ancestor of my Five Elements Sword Sect?"

Jiang Feng was handing the wine bag to his lips, and when he heard Murong Qingfeng's words, he stopped. The wine bag stopped at his mouth for more than ten seconds before Jiang Feng took a sip.

"I thought I could have a place to practice. Even if the people there think that my cultivation is low, they will look at my high rank and give me some face. Even if the people there are not convinced, they can point fingers behind their backs and make things difficult in person. I really didn't expect to kill me. ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Feng took another sip of wine, smiled bitterly, and then said, "It's also my fault that I don't have to do my best." I thought that if I had a good identity, I could always be majestic. But I didn't expect to almost put my life into it. Forget it, I can only say that I have no relationship with the Five Elements Sword Sect. In the future, don't come to me for trouble, and I will never provoke the Five Elements Sword Sect, so go your own way. ”

"Hmph, does Jiang Daoyou think that by saying this, he will be able to avoid the sin of making trouble with the Five Elements Sword Sect? If this is the case, then wouldn't my Five Elements Sword Sect lose face. Murong Qingfeng said.

"Otherwise, what else do you want? If you can get rid of me, you won't let me come out of the Five Elements Sword Sect. If you can get rid of me, you won't have to talk this nonsense to me here. When I said that everyone should go their own way, I have already read it in the face of Senior Brother Aoki and left you a way back. Don't force me to ruin the Five Elements Sword Sect. Jiang Feng said.

"What a big breath, do you really think that no one in the Five Elements Sword Sect can deal with you? Do you really think that little treasure on your body can keep you?" Murong Qingfeng said with some disdain.

Jiang Feng did not respond. Others may not believe it, but Jiang Feng is not joking. If he is in a hurry, he will rush to the Five Elements Sword Sect when the Heavenly Tribulation comes, and when the time comes, none of the monks of the Five Elements Sword Sect will want to live.

Seeing that Jiang Feng didn't speak, Murong Qingfeng continued: "Jiang Daoyou, if you make a big fuss about the Five Elements Sword Sect, I will definitely settle it with you." You can't hide from it. ”

"How are you going to settle accounts with me?" Jiang Feng said as he glared at Murong Qingfeng.

"What do you think? I don't think we'll invite you to tea and chat. Murong Qingfeng said with a sneer.

Jiang Feng bit his lip and looked at the monks around him, and when he looked at Murong Qingfeng in the last place, he said, "Don't do things too much. Give me a way to go, and give you a way to go. ”

This time, Murong Qingfeng didn't speak. Floating in the air, he turned his back with his hands behind his back, turned sideways, and didn't look at Jiang Feng. It seems that the head of Murong is not going to talk nonsense with Jiang Feng anymore. It is estimated that he wants someone else to solve Jiang Feng.

Although there were many monks surrounding Jiang Feng, there was no one to speak. Those who have a low level of cultivation can only stand on the periphery. The people closest to Jiang Feng were all monks of the Great Gate Sect. And these big sects, perhaps because of their face, did not speak. The gaze of many monks would also sweep over some demonic monks, as if they were waiting for some demonic monks to speak. But even if they are demon cultivators, they are not fools, so why should they be used as gunmen for you.

After half an hour of silence, Jiang Feng put away the wine bag. When he stood up, Jiang Feng ripped off the mask on his face, revealing his true face. When the surrounding monks saw Jiang Feng's true face, some of them were still surprised. It seems that these surprised people once suspected that Jiang Feng was not the real Jiang Feng.

"I said I wanted to leave now, and I guess no one would want to let me go. Isn't it just looking for a baby, I'm looking for it. When I find it, I'll see if you, monks, will take a shot at me. Jiang Feng said. His tone changed from helplessness at the beginning to anger at the end.

The cold jade cigarette pouch appeared in Jiang Feng's hand, and after a few sharp puffs, the smoke that came out of the cigarette pouch formed a cloud, holding Jiang Feng up. At present, Jiang Feng is not familiar with this kind of technique, and he can only rely on spiritual power to support himself.

There is a treasure there, and Jiang Feng doesn't know what to do. Although he had dug up something before, Jiang Feng didn't believe that he could find a treasure by just finding a place to stop. He didn't plan to dig around.

In the eyes of many monks, Jiang Feng closed his eyes. No one knew what Jiang Feng was doing, in fact, even Jiang Feng himself didn't know what he was doing. He just tried his best to calm himself down. I want to be in peace and feel the things around me.

After a long while, the clouds under Jiang Feng's feet turned, dragging Jiang Feng in one direction. The monks in the direction they were going immediately made way for Jiang Feng. When Jiang Feng stopped, he saw that the soil layer on the ground began to shake. Soon, the soil layer was turned open, revealing the dull objects within.

The Hanyu cigarette pouch pointed downward, and the smoke from the pot formed a long rope, pulling something up from the pile of dull and spiritual items.

Before this thing got close to Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng waved the cold jade cigarette pouch in his hand. The ropes formed by the smoke drove the object to dance. The shining silver flying sword was instantly broken into several knots. By the time the fragments of the flying sword fell to the ground, they were already dull.

Jiang Feng began to move, flying towards another place. When he stopped again, he also turned over the soil layer below, and a pile of scrapped magic weapons appeared inside. Jiang Feng still found one piece from it, but this one, after leaving the ground, was also broken into pieces.

Moving again, Jiang Feng stopped three more times, and there were still items appearing everywhere he stayed. Everywhere there is also a magic weapon that seems to be intact. It's just that only one of them, a bell threaded together with a string, is truly intact.

After putting away the string of bells, Jiang Feng didn't move anymore, but raised his height a little. He frowned and looked at it carefully, and the other monks watched quietly. At this time, to say that Jiang Feng didn't know where the tomb of the King of Thieves was was simply nonsense, and no one would believe it at all.

After waiting for an hour, Jiang Feng didn't move. Just when someone was impatient, the cold jade cigarette pouch in Jiang Feng's hand pointed towards a place. A smoke ring came out of the pouch pot and flew towards one place. Then the cigarette pouch in Jiang Feng's hand continued to point to other places. Everywhere you point, a smoke ring floats through.

As more than a dozen smoke rings flew away, the clouds under Jiang Feng's feet dispersed and were replaced with flying magic weapons. He flew quickly to a place, and then stopped there.

"King of Thieves, those things you left on the periphery have hurt me. Now don't blame me for digging your grave. Jiang Feng, who stopped in the air, said in his heart. Although there was nothing in front of him, Jiang Feng was sure that the tomb of the King of Thieves was here.