In Jiang Feng's opinion, although Mr. Qingyuan and the four of them were helpers invited by the Qin family, from his standpoint, they were not real enemies, they were just taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others, and there was not much hatred between them, yes, Jiang Feng didn't want to really fight with them, it was enough to show his strength, deter them, and let them retreat.

Such an idea seems to be ideal, but in fact it is very realistic, but what surprised Jiang Feng a little was that Mr. Qingyuan was so stubborn.

Of course, Jiang Feng knew that Mr. Qingyuan's stubbornness was not about the depth of Mr. Qingyuan's friendship with the Qin family, it was most likely the benefit promised by the Qin family, which was so big that Mr. Qingyuan couldn't resist it at all.

"Mr. Qingyuan, are you sure you want to be my enemy?" Jiang Feng said in a cold voice.

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people. Mr. Qingyuan said lightly, although Mr. Qingyuan was defeated, this sentence was not said to Jiang Feng, but to the four monks who had prescribed sè, and sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the faces of the three monks were all changed, and they were the precept sè monks who had the intention of retreating, and when they heard Mr. Qingyuan's words, the determination on their faces was a little heavier.

Jiang Feng frowned slightly, and sneered: "Mr. Qingyuan, you only know how to take people's money and eliminate disasters with people, but you also know that people die for money, birds die for food, if you are obsessed with it, don't blame me for killing people!"

Mr. Qingyuan laughed loudly and said: "Jiang Feng, you are really eloquent, if you are not resolute, it is estimated that you will be convinced, but unfortunately, I have made up my mind, tonight, you must die no matter what." ”

Mr. Qingyuan originally took Jiang Feng to be dealt with by Old Man Qin, but the various methods that Jiang Feng showed made Mr. Qingyuan know that tonight must be a battle to the death.

After a pause, Mr. Qingyuan shouted: "Do it!"

Four figures, from all directions, surrounded Jiang Feng, Mr. Qingyuan and the four of them shot together, three Xuan-level late-stage cultivators, and one prefecture-level cultivator, as soon as they made a move, it caused great movement.

Jiang Feng was besieged in an instant, and the five of them fought together, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

Elder Zhang's eyelids jumped heavily, his eyes were full of shock, Jiang Feng was one against four. It's too exaggerated to make such a noise.

The people of Qihuangmen, like Elder Zhang, were shocked one by one, they were all staring at Jiang Feng's side, but no one noticed except Elder Zhang, and in several other directions, other people also appeared.

"Childe, do you need us to help?" A voice sounded in an extremely dark corner, and after speaking, the man's gaze moved from Qin Junlin's body to an old man behind him.

The old man was wearing a black sè robe, except for the head, the whole person was tightly wrapped in the black sè robe, standing behind Qin Jun at this moment, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even blink his eyes for a long time. But this is such a person, but Ling Yun is very respected.

Qin Junlin smiled, shook his head and said, "Not for the time being." ”

"No?" Ling Yun frowned slightly.

Qin Junlin said: "Now is not the time to make a move, you and Mu Lao are my last reliance, until the critical time, it must not appear, once it appears, it will inevitably be killed with one blow." ”

Qin Junlin was in the Qin family, he was incontinent by Jiang Feng, and he had no face, and although he had taken a shower and changed his clothes, he still felt that his body was not clean.

This kind of uncleanness was a very strong psychological hint, which made Qin Junlin's eyes full of resentment when he looked in Jiang Feng's direction.

Since Jiang Feng changed his style and rose strongly, he Qin Junlin has been unlucky until now, Jiang Feng is like a nightmare in his life, making him uneasy.

Fortunately, after tonight, the nightmare will disappear, and he can finally breathe a sigh of relief, as for the lost face and prestige, Qin Junlin is confident enough to re-establish it in a short period of time, after all, a demon like Jiang Feng, a great Yanjing, has only one of them. As long as Jiang Feng dies, in the entire Yanjing, who else can compete with him?

Ling Yun said: "Although the four of Mr. Qingyuan are very strong, if they want to kill Jiang Feng, I'm afraid it is still a little difficult, at this time, I will wait for the best time, otherwise when the people of the Jiang family come over, I am afraid that there will be trouble." ”

"Jiang family?" Qin Junlin snorted disdainfully, and said: "There is only one Jiang Feng in the Jiang family, even if you come, what can you do, when the time comes, I will kill Jiang Feng in front of the Jiang family, if the Jiang family has an opinion, I will give the Jiang family a pot." ”

Qin Junlin breathed a lot of breath, with a look of victory in his hand, which made Ling Yun slightly stunned, when did Qin Junlin become so confident, could he have other hole cards?

No, it's not confidence, it's not that there are other hole cards. Ling Yun quickly reacted, Qin Junlin's resentment towards Jiang Feng was too deep, he hated Jiang Feng all the time, but he was partial to life, he didn't want Jiang Feng to die too easily, or rather, he wanted to control Jiang Feng's life and death with his own strength.

But how easy is this?

Ling Yun was a little speechless, but Qin Junlin said so, and he didn't have much to say, after all, there was still a bit of a gap between his identity and Qin Junlin, and if he said too much, it was likely to backfire.

Ling Yun stopped talking, and stood quietly beside Qin Junlin, looking at Jiang Feng's side intently, and after a while, Ling Yun's face changed slightly, and his face looked around in surprise.

"Master. Ling Yun called softly to the old man.

The old man who was called Master by Ling Yun seemed to understand what Ling Yun meant, nodded lightly, and said, "Don't be nervous. ”

The old man had not spoken before, but at this moment he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse and old, but in his voice, there was a strange rhythm, which made people listen to it, and instantly calmed down, that is, even Qin Junlin, who was a little upset, heard the old man's voice, and the stuffiness in his chest was reduced a lot.

……

Jiang Feng single-handedly fought Mr. Qingyuan's four people, the monk and the scholar of Yīn Yang and the Wuxin Daogu, although they were cultivators in the late stage of the Xuan level, but for Jiang Feng, who had broken through to the sixth layer of the refining body, there was not much deterrence, and the only one who could contain Jiang Feng was Mr. Qingyuan.

Prefecture-level cultivation, this is the first prefecture-level cultivation that Jiang Feng has come into contact with, I have to say that Mr. Qingyuan is too strong, even if he tries his best, he only forces Mr. Qingyuan back, and he can't hurt Mr. Qingyuan.

"Brush!"

Jiang Feng's figure flickered, avoiding Mr. Qingyuan's attack, appeared in front of the ring sè monk, and attacked the ring sè monk with a punch, the ring sè monk was reminded by Mr. Qingyuan, knowing that he could not be alone tonight, but he was still afraid of Jiang Feng, at this time the four of them besieged Jiang Feng, he had been wandering on the edge, just to stop Jiang Feng from escaping, and did not really participate in the battle circle.

The monk didn't expect Jiang Feng to leave Mr. Qingyuan aside and make a move to himself, his face changed, and he shouted, "Help me." ”

Then the monk sè gritted his teeth, and barely punched the past with a "boom", the two fists intersected, and the monk was directly knocked out of the battle circle by Jiang Feng.

The folding fan in the hands of the scholar and the dusty in the hands of the Wuxin Dao Gu rushed to the top of Jiang Feng's vital place.

Jiang Feng smiled coldly, stretched out his right hand suddenly, grabbed it with his big hand, and grabbed the dust whisk in the hand of the Wuxin Dao Aunt, under the shaking of the wrist of the Wuxin Dao Aunt, the dust turned into thousands of silver rays, stabbing at Jiang Feng's palm, and there was a trace of excitement in her eyes, making her extremely charming face extremely delicate.

But soon, Wuxin Daogu just realized that something was not quite right, an extremely dangerous feeling haunted her heart, and suddenly, a silver needle appeared in the sight of Wuxin Daogu, Wuxin Daogu was startled, and hurriedly retreated, Jiang Feng took the opportunity to grab it with his big hand, and grabbed the dust of Wuxin Daogu, at the same time, Jiang Feng shook his left hand, and several silver needles shè towards Yīn Yang Scholar, forcing back the attack of Yīn Yang Scholar.

This scene seems to have passed for a long time, but in fact, it is only a few seconds, from Jiang Feng snatching the dust of the unintentional Dao Gu to Jiang Feng forcing back the yīn Yang scholar, it happened in an instant, and Mr. Qingyuan, who was deliberately avoided by Jiang Feng, didn't even have a chance to make a move.

Jiang Feng grabbed the dust of the Heartless Dao Gu, and with a wave of his hand, countless sharp sword-like breaths pressed towards the Wuxin Dao Gu, but the Wuxin Dao Gu did not dare to resist, and the figure flashed and withdrew from the battle circle.

Jiang Feng didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, turned around, faced Yīn Yang Scholar, and snorted coldly: "Yīn Yang Scholar, do you remember what I said to you?"

"Which sentence?" Scholar Yang was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, his face changed suddenly, and he actually stepped back a few steps in a row, not daring to look at Jiang Feng.

The battle circle of Mr. Qingyuan's four people was disintegrated by Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng looked at Mr. Qingyuan, Mr. Qingyuan's face was extremely depressed, and he said coldly: "Jiang Da has few good means." ”

"Each other, each other. Jiang Feng said lightly, ignoring Mr. Qingyuan's sarcasm.

"Why should Jiang Dashao be too humble, not to mention your ability, just with your wisdom, it is enough to laugh at the heroes. Mr. Qingyuan said slightly sourly, and as soon as the words fell, Mr. Qingyuan shouted in the air: "Friends, the play is almost over, since you are here, it is time to show up." ”

Mr. Qingyuan's name sounded inexplicable to the three monks, but Jiang Feng's face sank slightly, and soon, an extremely arrogant laughter came, accompanied by laughter, a figure rushed to the backyard.

As soon as the figure entered the backyard, his gaze fell on Jiang Feng's body, and he smiled and said, "Jiang Feng, I told you a long time ago, sooner or later, one day, I will let you survive and not die, now, it's time to fulfill that word." ”

This person was crazy, as if Jiang Feng had been beaten by him and knelt on his knees begging for mercy, Jiang Feng didn't bother to look at him, and Mr. Qingyuan frowned secretly.