Just as Kang Ye and Jiang Feng were talking, a group of people walked over here.

Jiang Feng's expression suddenly changed.

Among these people were disciples from the Tongtian Holy Land, as well as Han Zhihuan, including Na Fengbohou and Changling Hou.

It seems that these people are not kind to come.

"Boy, you are quite brave. You dare to show up?"

Han Zhihuan looked at Jiang Feng with a proud look on his face. Now he was holding the thighs of Tongtian Holy Realm, so this guy became more and more rampant in his words and actions.

Before Jiang Feng could speak, Zhang Ruyan frowned and cursed: "Han Zhihuan, you have repeatedly provoked you, but we don't care about you. Do you really think we have no temper? Don't be shameless!"

"You..." Han Zhihuan stared at her eyes with an angry look on her face.

But before Han Zhihuan could curse her, Feng Bohou next to him was already smiling and said, "Haha, don't be so excited. Your name is Jiang Feng, right? This time I came here to discuss something with you. I like the Wushuang Sword in your hand. I'll give you a thousand Mi Jing Pills. How about you give the Wushuang Sword to me?"

When Jiang Feng heard this, he burst into laughter: "Haha, one thousand millet essence pills, buy a Xuanbing? The auction you just organized just now, the thunder knife that was not as good as my unparalleled sword was sold for 200,000 yuan. Do you think I will sell this thing to you for a price of one thousand?"

"You might as well go and grab it!"

"Haha, if Princess Huirong hadn't protected you, would you really think I wouldn't dare to rob it?"

Feng Bohou sneered.

Yang Shihao next to him stepped forward two steps, looked at Jiang Feng coldly and said, "Boy, I don't care about you because of our senior sister. The price of one thousand is already cheaper for you. If you accept one thousand, I will let you know that you can't get anything!"

"Then you can try it! See if I care about the price of this thousand!" Now that I have arrived, Jiang Feng really doesn't care about the threats of these people.

At worst, it's just a move.

However, Jiang Feng didn't believe that these people were really willing to take action before the Fengboshan ruins were opened. If they were really dead and injured, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

Sure enough, Yang Shihao just stared at Jiang Feng fiercely, and had no intention of taking action immediately.

But... Han Zhihuan next to him didn't think so. He was the one who wanted to kill Jiang Feng the most.

Whether it is for the baby or for Zhang Ruyan.

So he kept fanning the flames and igniting the flames: "This kid is so arrogant. Brother Yang, don't be polite to him! Just rob him. If he dares to do something, we will kill him now. In this case, when you arrive in the ruins, you will lose one competitor!"

What this said makes sense, Yang Shihao raised his eyebrows.

But just as he was about to take action, the sound of the ringing bell came.

Turning his head and seeing that the princess's carriage was flying from a distance.

Yang Shihao immediately restrained his murderous intent and looked at Jiang Feng coldly and said, "You guy is lucky. But... wait until you enter the ruins later, I think you still have such luck!"

After saying that, Yang Shihao took people away directly.

Zhang Ruyan frowned and asked in confusion: "Are these people... too despicable? Just for a mysterious soldier? As for?"

"As for!" Kang Ye said from the side, "You are afraid you don't know? Legend has it that if you want to enter and exit the palace of Hongxiang Kingdom, you must have certificates. And the Wushuang Sword is one of them."

Jiang Feng nodded: This is the relationship.

Princess Huirong's carriage stopped not far away.

Seeing Princess Huirong lifting the curtain and revealing her delicate face, Zhang Ruyan smiled and waved to Princess Huirong: "Princess!"

Princess Huirong nodded at Zhang Ruyan.
Chapter completed!