The king entered the ten thousand families, and the heads of the Dongfang family, the Xiao family, the Xuan family, and the Zhang family were talking on the phone fiercely at the moment, asking for help.

Many people have proposed to flee and leave Yanjing, but with a huge family and a huge industry, how can they just leave? If they leave like this, won't they have nothing?

This is unacceptable to the people of a big family who are pampered and well-treated! They are not accustomed to living a life of coarse tea and light food!

When the news of what happened outside the Imperial Pavilion reached the Dongfang family, the entire Dongfang family was already in a commotion, everyone was on the phone, and a large number of martial artists rushed back to the family, not only that, but the people of the Dongfang family also pulled all the people from several martial arts halls around them and blocked the door.

Most of the high-ranking members of the Dongfang family gathered in the living room, the men smoking cigarettes, and several women trembling and their teeth chattering.

Dongfang Jiaoyang was standing in front of the window of the inner hall, talking on the phone.

Soon, he hung up the phone, walked out with a sad face and a sigh.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" asked a middle-aged man with a big head and a thick neck puffing out the cigarette in his hand and staring at him.

Dongfang Jiaoyang hesitated and shook his head.

People's pupils are stagnant.

"And what are your plans?"

"So far, I can only take one step at a time, although the king defeated the emperor, but this does not mean that he is the master of this Yanjing, this is the country of China, it is a country ruled by law, he can't be lawless, I really don't believe that he can kill my Dongfang family. Dongfang Jiaoyang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, his appearance was very elegant, with thick glasses, he had never smoked, and now he actually asked his brother for a cigarette for the first time, and smoked it in a big gulp.

"Dad, Dad!!"

At this moment, an eager voice came from outside the house.

The frowning Dongfang Jiaoyang was momentarily stunned, and looked outside the house, but saw several figures walking briskly towards here.

Everyone saw that the people who came were Dongfang Shi and Mu Shansong, and the rest of the young people were not very clear, but they could know that they were not from the Dongfang family.

"Poetry, why are you back? Didn't I tell you to go to your grandmother's house immediately?" Dongfang Jiaoyang's face suddenly sank, and he said in a low voice.

He didn't want this disaster to reach the next generation, and he was confident that the king wouldn't do anything to these children.

"Dad, tell me, is there something in trouble in our family?" Dongfang Shi rushed in and asked with a serious face.

Dongfang Jiaoyang didn't bother to talk nonsense with his disobedient daughter, and looked directly at Mu Shansong: "Old Mu, didn't I ask you to take the poetry away? Why did you bring her over again?"

"Poetry, this kid is very stubborn, and I can't help it. Mu Shansong sighed, and said with a smile: "But I also heard a little about it, Jiaoyang, this time this girl in poetry has found a big backer for your Dongfang family, maybe this poetry can help Dongfang family resolve the crisis!"

When the people in the room heard this, they were shocked: "Big backer?"

"Who is it?" asked Dongfang Jiaoyang urgently.

But I saw a smiling young man in casual clothes walking out of the crowd, the young man had slightly long hair, a handsome face, wheat-colored skin, his eyes were very sharp, and he was also very confident, and his whole body was full of a fearless temperament.

"Jia Tian has seen Uncle Dongfang!" the young man smiled.

"Jia Tian?"

Dongfang Jiaoyang was stunned, suddenly thought of something, and was stunned: "You... Are you... Is that apprentice??"

"Exactly. Jia Tian said with a smile.

Hearing this, Dongfang Jiaoyang's eyes lit up.

The Dongfang poet next to him snorted softly: "Dad, tell me, is someone threatening our family?" Don't worry, with Jia Tian here, I see who dares to go wild in our Dongfang family!!"

......

At the end of the ten thousand families, everyone has surrendered.

People sat on the ground or knelt on the ground, some frightened, some with dead faces.

Wan Changhai took a deep breath and walked out, looking at Qin Feng with empty eyes.

He knew he was defeated! And with his defeat, Wan... will also cease to exist.

"Can you... Leave a little blood in the Wan family?" Wan Changhai's voice was hoarse, and he slowly knelt on the ground, begging towards Qin Feng.

"I'm not a good person!" Qin Feng shook his head.

He is a martial artist, the captain of the Huangquan squad of the former Dragon Group, and the number of people who died in his hands is unknown, once he determines something, he will not change.

He's numb!

This time, Wan Jia is targeting their Huangquan team, the blood wolf has been gouged out of his heart, Eternal Night and Tianya have both arms broken, and their lives are in danger, how can it be so easy to calculate?

Since Wan Changhai dared to make a move, then he should be ready to bear all these consequences.

"King, you defeated the emperor and surpassed the legend, I have nothing to say! However, anyone has a bottom line! Don't deceive people too much, it's a big deal, our ten thousand families will die with you!!" Wan Changhai gritted his teeth and said.

"Together?" Qin Feng looked at him indifferently: "Are you worthy?"

"You say we're not worthy, then I'll let you see if we're worthy!!"

Wan Changhai suddenly roared, and a large amount of golden silk burst out of his body, directly binding Qin Feng.

"Huh?" Qin Feng frowned.

"This seems to be the antiquity 'Tianshan Golden Saint Silk'!" Liuyu and Taiyin, who came from behind, shouted in unison.

The two of them were about to make a move, but they were stopped by Qin Feng.

"I want to see what other means they have!" Qin Feng said lightly.

"That's if you're looking for death!" Wan Changhai gritted his teeth and clasped a touch of gold wire in his hands. At the same time, several figures jumped out of the crowd of thousands of families, buckled the golden wires, and pulled wildly, one by one the golden wires tied up Qin Feng, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, each golden wire was sharper than a sword.

"Tianshan Golden Saint Silk can bind the strength of the martial artist's body! Kill him now!!Kill !!" The old man of the Wan family over there also made up his mind and shouted loudly.

Wan Beixin, who was behind, reacted instantly, screamed loudly, took out a dagger out of nowhere, and stabbed it directly at Qin Feng.

The blade of that dagger was dark red, and it was an extraordinary antiquity!

All this is planned by Wan Wan!

They deliberately surrendered, causing Qin Feng's vigilance to drop, and then launched this move! Kill Qin Feng!

The Wan family still refuses to give up at this point!

As long as you kill Qin Feng, then everything can be saved!

"Captain!, be careful!!"

Liuyu shouted, and was about to move, but was stopped by Taiyin.

Liuyu was stunned for a moment and raised his eyes to look.

At this time, he saw a long howl suddenly come out of Qin Feng's mouth.

In an instant, an endless sword intent burst out from his body.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh....

The sword intent was like a blade, dancing in all directions, instantly cutting the surrounding golden silk, and then submerged into the thousands of masters.

In an instant, everyone, including Wan Changhai and Wan Beixin, froze still, and after a while, they fell to the ground one by one, and their bodies were split into several pieces.

Rivers of blood.

"This is your choice!" Qin Feng raised his eyes, his pupils were hideous, and he rushed in directly with his sword.

......

On the side of the Oriental Family, the arrival of Jia Tian made all the high-level officials of the Oriental Family breathe a sigh of relief and relieved.

"Come, Xiaotian, come, come, sit here!" the second uncle of Oriental Poetry smiled and pulled Jia Tian to sit down.

Everyone poured tea and water, and asked for warmth.

With Jia Tian here, with the prestige of his master, everyone believed that the king had to look at the face of the Buddha even if he did not look at the monk's face.

"Second uncle, Uncle Jiaoyang, you don't have to be so polite, don't worry, although I don't know who the other party is, but I believe that even if the emperor comes over, he has to give my master a few thin noodles, this is Yanjing, it is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, no one is allowed to mess around!" Jia Tian said with a smile.

"Yes, what's more, the king is just a rising star!It's just that Gu Wu is stronger, what else is there?Relying on the relationship of the dragon group, how can it be compared to Gao Yang's predecessors?" Dongfang Huo laughed.

Unexpectedly, when these words fell, Jia Tian's face suddenly changed: "What? Second uncle, you... Who's that guy?"

Dongfang Huo's smile froze: "What's wrong Xiaotian?"

"The guy you just talked about... Who?" Jia Tian asked as he looked at him in amazement.

"Don't you know? The whole Yanjing should know about it. "Eastern Fire Road.

Jia Tian's body trembled obviously, and his eyes were slightly distracted: "King...?"

Seeing this, the people of the Dongfang family sighed in their hearts for no reason, and they were half cold.

It can't be that this guy can't handle it, right?

At this time, a phone call came, and as soon as Dongfang Jiaoyang answered, he was instantly shocked, and the whole person sat on the sofa, as if he had lost his soul.

"Dad... What's going on?" asked Oriental Poetry hurriedly.

Dongfang Jiaoyang put down his phone, his eyes were empty, and he muttered: "Wanjia... It's gone..."

In an instant, the whole room was silent...