"What's going on? Why is the king here? What happened?"
"We came to Piaomiao Valley with the General Manager, where is the General Manager?"
"The Grand Steward has fallen. Who killed the Grand Steward?"
"Who else could it be? Of course it's the young master of the Sword Dragon Clan, Jian Feng. Look at the sword in his hand, it's still bleeding!"
"That's right, it was the young master of the Sword Dragon Clan who killed our chief executive!"
…
One after another, figures came back to their senses, instantly looked at Jianfeng, and began to discuss.
They couldn't explain why, but there seemed to be a voice in their hearts telling them.
Their chief manager, Lie Hu, was killed by this sword.
What's more, Jian Feng held a long sword in his hand. It is a bit difficult to explain that this fierce tiger was not killed by Jian Feng.
"Jianfeng, did you hear it?"
"We, the disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan, all say that the fierce tiger was killed by you!"
"How else can you argue!"
Listening to these discussions, the king of the three-headed tiger clan, who was still a little unbelievable at first, was instantly convinced that the fierce tiger was killed by the sword.
At this moment, the aura of the three-headed tiger clan king surged again.
"King of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan, if you ask your disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan about this matter, these disciples will naturally help you speak for the Three-Headed Tiger Clan!"
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. Jianfeng didn't panic at all, but said calmly.
"Jianfeng, what you mean by this is that the words of my three-headed tiger clan disciple cannot be trusted!"
"Then I want to see what your disciples from the Sword Dragon Clan here have to say!"
Hearing this, the anger in the heart of the three-headed tiger clan king instantly increased a lot.
But since Jianfeng said so, he couldn't just give up.
What's more, the king of the three-headed tiger clan had a hunch in his heart that no matter who he asked, the answer would be the same.
Immediately, the king of the three-headed tiger tribe disappeared without any hesitation.
When he reappeared, the king of the three-headed tiger clan had already appeared in front of some disciples of the sword dragon clan.
"The king of the three-headed tiger clan!"
"It's up to me, the disciples of the Sword Dragon Clan, to ask this question!"
Jianfeng stepped forward and came to a disciple of the Sword Dragon Clan and said coldly.
"That's fine!"
"I see that your Jianfeng won't give up until you reach the Yellow River, so I will make you give up completely!"
The king of the three-headed tiger clan had a cold look in his eyes.
"Boss, what will these Sword Dragon Clan disciples say about this matter?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao was also very curious about the answers of these Sword Dragon Clan disciples.
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian with a flash of light in his eyes.
"These disciples of the Sword Dragon Clan and the Three-Headed Tiger Clan have all had their memories wiped away by Senior Ancient Books!"
"The answers of these Sword Dragon Clan disciples will not be much different from the answers of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan disciples!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"It won't make much difference?"
"Boss, do you mean that these disciples of the Sword Dragon Clan will also think that the fierce tiger was killed by the sword?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"Just look at it!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's eyes fell directly on the disciples of the Sword Dragon Clan.
Looking at the disciples of the Sword Dragon Clan, Mo Wentian's lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but raise an arc.
The answer was already known in Mo Wentian's heart. These disciples of the Sword Dragon Clan, like the disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan, would think that this fierce tiger was killed by the sword's edge.
"Jianfeng, you can start asking!"
But at this moment, seeing that Jianfeng still didn't ask, the king of the three-headed tiger clan had a cold light flashing in his eyes and said coldly.
"I would like to ask you, this young master, who killed this fierce tiger?"
Hearing the words of the three-headed tiger clan king, Jianfeng's eyes flashed and he asked coldly.
As soon as Jian Feng said these words, the figure's expression changed instantly.
There was fear in the eyes looking at Jianfeng, and his body retreated rapidly.
It looked like the sword in front of him was so terrifying.
"Young Master, this..."
"this… "
After hesitating for a long time, this disciple of the Sword Dragon Clan didn't say anything.
His body started to tremble.
"If I ask you a question, young master, you should answer it honestly!"
"What I hate most is people who don't tell the truth!"
Seeing the disciple's body trembling, Jianfeng's brows furrowed slightly, seeming a little displeased, and his voice became even colder.
"Young... Young Master..."
"This fierce tiger was... killed by you!"
The disciple of the Sword Dragon clan pondered for a long time before speaking slowly.
But his body was trembling even more.
"What?"
"What did you say?"
"This young master just came to this Misty Valley, how could this fierce tiger be killed by this young master!"
"Who told you to slander this young master like this?"
As soon as the disciple said this, Jianfeng became angry instantly.
His Jianfeng had just come to the Misty Valley, and he hadn't even seen the face of the fierce tiger. How could he have killed the fierce tiger
At this moment, the aura on Jianfeng's body suddenly surged.
The sword in Jianfeng's hand subconsciously fell towards the head of the disciple in front of him.
"ah… "
A scream resounded, and the sword dragon clan disciple's head fell directly to the ground.
The strong smell of blood spread instantly.
"Jianfeng!"
"This is what your disciple of the Sword Dragon Clan said in person, and you actually killed him!"
"This king and my disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan have heard clearly that the chief manager of our Three-Headed Tiger Clan was killed by your sword!"
"This is what your Sword Dragon Clan disciple said. You can't quibble even if you want to!"
The king of the three-headed tiger tribe looked at Jianfeng and said with a cold face.
At this moment, the king of the three-headed tiger clan was convinced that the fierce tiger was killed by the sword.
He originally didn't want to kill the sword, but in front of so many three-headed tiger clan disciples, if he didn't kill the sword in front of him, how could he explain to the great elder.
Thinking like this, the murderous intention in the three-headed tiger clan king is extremely terrifying.
"Young Master, what happened to our disciples of the Sword Dragon Clan?"
"You obviously didn't kill this fierce tiger. Why do they say that?"
"Something must have happened, otherwise we, the disciples of the Sword Dragon Clan, would not be able to blame the death of this fierce tiger on you, young master!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man seemed to remember something, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"No matter what happened, the king of the three-headed tiger clan has already arrived!"
"It seems that it is not that easy for us to leave this Misty Valley today!"
"Quickly convey this matter to father and ask him to come as soon as possible!"
"Otherwise, you and I will be killed here today!"
Jianfeng looked at the middle-aged man and said with a cold face.
"Yes, young master!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly agreed without any hesitation.
Immediately, the middle-aged man's figure flashed and disappeared.
Watching the middle-aged man leave, Jianfeng let out a long breath.
If this middle-aged man leaves, at least he still has a glimmer of hope.
"Jianfeng, I want the king of the Sword Dragon Clan to come!"
"Do you think the king of the Sword Dragon Clan can save you when he comes?"
Seeing the middle-aged man disappear, the king of the three-headed tiger clan naturally knew that Jianfeng had sent the middle-aged man to find the king of the sword dragon clan.
But the king of the three-headed tiger clan was not in any hurry.
It looked like he didn't take it to heart at all when the king of the Sword Dragon Tribe came.
What's more, the corners of the three-headed tiger clan king's lips raised an evil smile.