A total of five monks, after turning around in front of Jiang Feng and them, surrounded them in a fan-shape. One of the male friars also stated their purpose. When Jiang Feng turned his head to look behind him, he found that there were three monks behind him, cutting off their retreat.

"They must have been lured by you. Why did you say you didn't chase me if you didn't have anything to do?" Jiang Feng said to the blood knife in a very unhappy whisper.

Blood Knife had a little frightened look on his face, and while he kept looking at the five people in front of him, he also whispered to Jiang Feng: "You can't blame me, I don't know if someone will follow." They can only be blamed for being too cunning. ”

"I'm like this, how did you recognize me?" Jiang Feng said, pointing to his face.

The Blood Knife glanced at Jiang Feng, and then whispered: "That thing is mine, what it can become, of course I know what it can become." ”

"Again, hand over what you have obtained in the tomb of the thief, or I will kill you. One of the monks in front of him shouted.

Jiang Feng frowned, thinking about how there were such people everywhere who wanted to rob other people's treasures. He was thinking about what to do, and he was also thinking that these monks should all be monks of the Jindan stage. There are eight people in the family, and there are only three of them, and two of them are still monks in the solid foundation period, so if they really fight, it will be dangerous.

While thinking about countermeasures, the Blood Knife reluctantly lowered his head and rummaged through his storage bag. Jiang Feng inadvertently glanced at the Blood Knife. After seeing the action of the blood knife, Jiang Feng thought to himself, this guy wouldn't really hand over the things so easily.

Before the Blood Knife could take something out of the storage bag. Ziwei, who was standing on the right side of the blood knife, walked forward. Seeing Ziwei moving forward, the monks on the opposite side all had cold faces, completely thinking that Ziwei was dying. The blood knife, who was looking for something, saw that Ziwei moved, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Ziwei, and desperately went back.

"Don't be impulsive, harmony is precious, everything is precious. The Blood Knife said as he pulled Ziwei back into place.

Ziwei, who had just been pulled back by the Blood Knife, walked forward again when the Blood Knife let go and continued to look for things in the storage bag. The Blood Knife could only catch up again and pull Ziwei back.

"Don't do it. It's not good to hurt anyone. You can be quiet. Bloodknife said in a pleading tone.

Ziwei didn't speak, as long as the blood knife let go, she walked forward. After going back and forth a few times, Blood Knife had to grab Ziwei with one hand to keep her from moving, and then continued to look for things in the storage bag with the other hand. This kind of action looked at the five monks on the other side, and it also made them angry.

Rummaging through it, the Blood Knife found seven things from the storage bag. Jiang Feng just glanced at it, and wanted to kick the blood knife aside. Because the things taken out by the blood knife are all discarded magic weapons. This thing can't even be recast, it's just scrap metal. It's not like there's nothing to do when you take this kind of thing out.

"Several seniors, in the tomb of the king of thieves, found these things. If you want, take it. The Blood Knife used his spiritual power to hold the abandoned magic weapon, and said to the monks with a smile.

The five monks on the other side did not speak, and all of them looked at the Blood Knife angrily. The blood knife was still smiling, and kept sending the discarded magic weapon forward, as if it was waiting for someone to get it.

"Big brother, are you deliberately being funny, or are you deliberately provoking people?" Jiang Feng said to the Blood Knife. Looking at Jiang Feng's appearance, he completely regretted knowing the Blood Knife.

Blood Knife didn't seem to understand what Jiang Feng was talking about, and he said very seriously, "Didn't they say that they wanted us to hand over what we got from the Tomb of the King of Thieves." I did what they said. ”

"Okay, I'm convinced, completely convinced. Jiang Feng said helplessly. Then he said to the five monks in front of him, "Beat him, beat him as you like, I don't know him." ”

The blood knife still didn't seem to understand, and he looked at the five people in front of him with a confused expression. The anger on the faces of the five people grew heavier and heavier, and at this time, the blood knife also realized that something was wrong.

"You're so good at us, don't you? I think you're looking for death. A monk on the other side said.

When the monk had finished speaking, he was about to do something. The blood knife hurriedly said: "Don't do it, don't do it, if you fight and hurt you, it's not good to hurt me, and it's not good to hurt you." ”

"Just because you still want to hurt me? As the monk spoke, he offered his magic weapon and rushed over himself.

"Don't do it, it'll hurt you. The Blood Knife said as he dodged backwards and waved his hands.

Seeing that someone on the opposite side rushed up, Jiang Feng was about to make a move. Before he could move, when the blood knife waved his two hands, he let go of Ziwei, and Ziwei rushed out directly. In his hand, the long rusty knife appeared.

As soon as the knife was slashed, I didn't see any spiritual power fluctuations, and I didn't see anything like sword qi. But the man who was about to attack was stiff in the air. Even its magic weapon fell uncontrollably.

Ziwei rushed directly past the man, and the knife in her hand slashed out again. At this time, Jiang Feng saw that the body of the person who was stiffened in the air had turned into two halves from the middle. Ziwei's seemingly ordinary knife just now directly slashed that person.

The other four people, as well as the three people behind Jiang Feng, also found out that one of their accomplices had been killed at this time. These people were a little stupid and seemed to be in disbelief. At this time, Ziwei's knife had already been cut.

"Don't fight, it'll hurt you. It's even worse if you hurt someone. Stop. The Blood Knife shouted at Ziwei.

"What are you shouting, don't run yet. Jiang Feng approached the Blood Knife and directly pulled the Blood Knife to the side. At this time, Ziwei had already turned around and walked towards the three people behind Jiang Feng.

When Jiang Feng went to pull the blood knife, Jiang Feng saw that the four monks opposite him were split in half by Ziwei one by one. The three monks behind Jiang Feng naturally saw it too. Their cultivation is all at the same level. Ziwei can quickly kill five people in a row, and the three of them naturally can't stop it. At this point, they all turned around and ran.

"Don't chase it, it's not good to kill people. Let them go. The Blood Knife shouted at Ziwei.

In the midst of the shouts of the blood knife, Ziwei stabbed three times in a row. The knife didn't touch the three monks, and there was no sword qi or anything like that. But the three people were split in half and fell from the sky.

After killing the three monks, Ziwei turned sideways slightly and looked to the left. Where, a few monks who were hiding in the shadows, as if frightened, were running away as if they were dying.

"What kind of treasure is that knife in your wife's hand, why is it so powerful? Jiang Feng asked the Blood Knife.

Bloody Knife's expression was very depressed, and he seemed to be very unhappy. After hearing Jiang Feng's question, Blood Dao said weakly, "She has risen to the middle stage of Jindan. That knife isn't a treasure, don't you see it's all rusty? ”

Ziwei flew back slowly. He didn't speak, but stood next to the bloody knife. The rusty knife was still in his hand. Jiang Feng was looking at the knife carefully, and the blood knife pointed at Ziwei with an unhappy expression, as if he wanted to teach Ziwei a lesson.

"How many times have I told you, let you value peace, why don't you listen. You ......"

Before she finished speaking, Ziwei glanced at the blood knife, and then shook the knife in her hand. The words of the blood knife were immediately stopped, and he no longer looked at Ziwei, but pretended to look at other places. Ziwei also put away the knife at this time.

"Wow, what a powerful aura. I have to admire this teaching. Jiang Feng muttered quietly. I've been snickering in my heart.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng noticed that something was wrong. He looked at the Blood Knife carefully, and then said with a surprised expression, "Your cultivation has reached the middle stage of the solid foundation, when did you break through?"

"When I hid in the tomb of the thief. Bloody Knife responded. When he saw Jiang Feng looking at him in surprise, Blood Knife continued: "What kind of eyes are you, can't my cultivation be improved? Is it only you who can improve your cultivation? Don't look down on people, okay." ”

Jiang Feng pursed his lips, rolled his eyes and said, "You don't even dare to beat people, what's the use of improving your cultivation." Learn from your wife. ”

"Don't look down on people, I'm good-tempered and too lazy to do anything with them. If I am angry with my bloody sword, I will slaughter millions of people, and my blood will flow like a river. Do you believe it or not?" the Blood Knife argued with Jiang Feng as if he was in a hurry.

Jiang Feng showed a look of "I don't believe you", and said, "You just blow it, no one will believe you if you blow out the flowers." ”

The blood knife glared at Jiang Feng with a menacing look, as if to say, why don't you believe it. Jiang Feng looked like I just didn't believe it. Ziwei stood next to the Blood Knife with a calm face, as if she was watching the excitement.