June is coming soon, and I just hope that everyone will give some motivation in June. Flowers are added every 100 plus a change, and it is recommended to add a change on 100. If you add one more to two more tips.

Zhao Feng looked at the people in the other private room and the cultivators in the hall in the private room on the second floor, and his eyes were extremely indifferent and stared at the second disciple of the Tianwu Sect. At this time, the people from all over the procuratorate had already surrounded the entire auction hall, and after the cultivators who tried to rush out and block the black-clothed people everywhere were directly shot and killed, no one was stupid enough to joke with their lives anymore.

"Brother Wang, what the hell is going on," Yun Quanhui and Shang Gongzi said at the same time.

Zhao Feng glanced at the thirteenth son of the Yun family and the eldest prince of the merchant and said indifferently: "The second disciple of the Tianwu Sect openly threatens the princes of the imperial court to kill them on the spot."

The black-clothed man who suddenly appeared behind the Tianwu Sect directly shot to kill the disciples of the Tianwu Sect, and Shang Zhun above thought angrily in his heart after seeing it, "If the disciples of the Tianwu Sect die here, the head of the family is not as good as the sect master of the Tianwu Sect to explain", and then took action to prepare to save several disciples of the Tianwu Sect.

But just as he was about to make a move, he was returned to his original position by a sword light*, and Shang Zhun turned around and looked at Zhao Feng on the second floor angrily.

"Ahh And all the cultivators under the hall were terrified, and the aura emanating from these black-clothed people was all from the Cave Xuan Realm. And just now, Zhao Feng's sword light was immediately judged that this young man turned out to be a congenital powerhouse.

Shang Zhun watched the disciples of the Tianwu Sect being killed, and said with a cold face: "Among the princes of the Great Song Dynasty, he is so young, and the only one whose strength has reached the realm of knowing his fate is the Feng King who returned some time ago."

At this time, whether it was the children of the family on the second floor or the cultivators in the hall, they were all scared after hearing Shang Zhun say Zhao Feng's identity, the prince of the most terrifying and mysterious of the four kings of the Great Song Dynasty, and these black-clothed people must be people from the Supervision Academy.

Yun Quanhui and Shang Gongzi, who reacted at this time, and the children of other families immediately attacked Zhao Feng, because they knew that it was difficult for them to survive today unless the people of the family found out about the situation here, but the fact that there were people from the Supervision Yuan here meant that it was difficult for those outside to know the situation inside.

When the people around saw these children of the family attacking Queen Feng, they immediately shot at these children of the family, and at this time, they were still weak to part, and suddenly released the breath of knowing their destiny and killed the children of the nearest family on the side. It turned out that after the battle of Jiangnan Sect, he broke through the peak realm of Dongxuan and entered the acquired fate.

"Except for the people of the Little Painting Saint and the Yun family, all the other people are killed here," Zhao Feng said indifferently.

The cultivators who were still lucky were stunned for a moment when they heard Zhao Feng's words, and then a few screams woke them up, "Damn, fight with these eagle dogs of the imperial court", I don't know who shouted, and after these cultivators shouted a word, they killed the black-clothed people around the Supervision Academy.

"King Feng, you have to think about it, even if you kill us, the situation here will be known to the various families in Yunzhou within a few days, and the consequences will be something that your Zhao family can't afford," Shang Zhun looked at Zhao Feng and said coldly.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about this, you can only take care of yourself now" After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he jumped out of the cold snow on his waist and killed Shang Zhun.

Shang Zhun was stunned for a moment, didn't understand what Zhao Feng meant, but in front of him, it was still the most important thing to block Zhao Feng's attack first, and the most important thing was to survive, smash the iron rod in his sleeve and block Zhao Feng's sword, and then jumped back and swiped at Zhao Feng with a stick on the ground. Looking at Shang Zhun who was blocking his sword, he jumped back and swept the iron rod in his hand towards him. The sword in Zhao Feng's waist stabbed directly into Shang Zhun's lower abdomen, and Shang Zhun directly used the iron rod in his hand to turn down and slash Zhao Feng's sword from left to right.

Then his left hand slapped directly at Zhao Feng, and Zhao Feng dodged Shang Zhun's attack and kicked directly at Shang Zhun. Suddenly, both of them flew backwards, Zhao Feng turned around and pressed his hand on the ground and stood firmly on the edge of the platform, and a cultivator appeared behind him to directly attack Zhao Feng, but before this cultivator could get close to the two people who suddenly appeared around the supervision institute and killed the cultivator directly.

Shang Zhun on the other side was not so lucky, he was directly kicked by Zhao Feng, and the meridians in his body were all broken in this kick, and there was not much life to cultivate. Shang Zhun, who flew out, hit the wall directly before stopping, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out directly. Battles between the powerful are often fatal as long as they are hit, and this is the cruelty of the cultivation world.

Zhao Feng didn't look at the sneak attacker who had died, but slowly walked to Shang Zhun's side, looked at Shang Zhun who had already vented more and had less intake, and said, "I'll tell you another news, except for the main family in the capital, all the merchant forces in Yunzhou have been taken over by the Supervision Yuan."

Shang Zhun's pupils widened when he heard Zhao Feng's words, and he said with his last strength, "You are so ruthless", and he lost his breath.

"Ah" With a scream, there was already a one-sided slaughter in the auction hall, and the assassinations of the men in black were everywhere in the Supervision Yuan, and no one knew how many people from the Supervision Yuan were hiding in this auction house.

parting, he stabbed the merchant to death with a sword, and said coldly: "It turns out that the merchant is just like this"

The eldest prince of the merchant fell to the ground with anger in his eyes.

"Your Highness, what should you do with the little painting saint and the children of the Yun family," a man in black said to Zhao Feng who was standing on the stage.

"Bring them over," Zhao Feng said coldly

The little painting saint and the thirteen sons of the Yun family were brought to Zhao Feng by the black-clothed people from all over the Supervision Yuan, and the two of them quietly looked at Zhao Feng, who was full of cold breath on the stage, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

"I said, we'll all meet again," the little painter immediately calmed down and spoke first.

When Zhao Feng saw the little painting saint, his cold eyes disappeared, and he didn't know what emotions he had planned to kill.

"As long as you don't tell me about today's incident, I'll let you leave safely," Zhao Feng said

"Your Highness," Zhao Feng interrupted as soon as he said goodbye, "As long as you promise, I will believe you"

Xiao Huasheng nodded and did not speak, Zhao Feng saw Xiao Huasheng nodding and waved his hand to let Xiao Huasheng leave the auction hall.

"Should I call you His Royal Highness King Feng or Brother Wang," this is the thirteenth prince of the Yun family said with a wry smile.

"Yun Quanhui, you Yun family disciples can know this token," Zhao Feng replied to Yun Quanhui's words with a smile, and at the same time took out a token from his shirt.

When Yun Quanhui saw the token, he was surprised and asked, "How can you have our Yun family's Cloud Spirit Token," and the other Yun family's children were also extremely shocked.

The Yun Ling Token is the identity token of the ancestor who founded the Yun family, and it also means that each head of the Yun family will only be officially recognized as the head of the family if he holds the token. The token represents the head of the family and the will of the ancestors.

It's just that Zhao Feng's words next surprised Yun Quanhui and the children of the Yun family.

"In the early days of the establishment of my Great Song Dynasty, your Yun family was loyal to my Great Song Zhao family. Gave another token, your Yun family will send a group of disciples into the Great Song Secret Department every ten years, and no one in your Yun family knows about this matter except for each family head and the Yun family elder" Zhao Feng slowly said this news that shocked Yun Quanhui and these Yun family disciples.

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he threw this token to Yun Quanhui, who was still surprised, and said, "Your father wants to secretly contain the other two great families and some other families in the capital of Yunzhou, you take this token and accept all the merchant forces outside the capital of Yunzhou, I will let the children of the Yun family in the Supervision Yuan help you" After speaking, he left the auction hall of the merchant with parting.

Yun Quanhui looked at the token in his hand for a long time before he reacted, looked at the back of Zhao Feng leaving, and sighed lightly: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the Feng King, starting so quickly, the merchant seems to be finished, then it means that the other two great families and other families have lost to the imperial court."

At this time, the countless moths of the merchants in Yunzhou were being cleaned up and replaced by the moths secretly cultivated by the Yun family and the imperial court, and countless fake news were transmitted into the hands of the merchants and owners in the capital of Yunzhou.