There are many inconsistencies in Zhou Wuyin's words. New・

Even if it was a sneak attack, even if the realm was unstable, how could a Soul Ming Martial Monarch injure a Divine Martial Saint and still be able to escape smoothly from a place like the Imperial Palace?

Obviously he just escaped, why did the rumors say that Ye Hanzhou was dead?

There were more things after that, why did Ye Hanzhou go to the Nine Heavens Continent, and how did Xiao Canghai find her?

Obviously, there is a level difference between the two sides, why can she still hurt Xiao Canghai twice, so that he can't officially come forward?

But a thousand and ten thousand questions are not as good as the real scene in front of you.

Real and false images can be judged by looking closely.

There is no doubt that this image in front of me is real.

Therefore, Ye Hanzhou is indeed full of demonic energy, and he does have a power similar to that of a demon lord!

And looking at it, everyone's mood was low. Although Ye Hanzhou on the screen was completely made of demonic energy, the means of attack and the awe-inspiring momentum were all familiar to the members of the Demon Army.

It's just that she has always stood in front of them before, and the target of her attack has always been the demon race, but now, it has become Xiao Canghai!

Zhou Wuyin sighed, and his gaze suddenly turned to the side.

At this time, in the administrative hall of Yifan, Jiang Feng and the others shook their bodies at the same time, as if they had officially met the gaze of this Soul Ming Martial Monarch.

Zhou Wuyin shook his head and sighed: "Ye Hanzhou's betrayal is a huge loss to the Demon Army and even the entire human race. However, we must not be appeased. Please also try your best to pass on the news as soon as possible and reduce this loss as much as possible, thank you!"

The picture flickered, then vanished, and the administrative hall returned to calm.

It took a while for people to react again. They screamed, sped up or in or out.

The news is so shocking that they have to hurry up and tell someone about it!

A Soul Martial Monarch turned into a Demon Lord?

There is a traitor within the Demon Army?

This traitor, or is it Ye Hanzhou, who they have always admired?!

Countless people felt their hearts shake, and they didn't know how to react normally!

The image disappears. Jiang Feng still didn't move, but stared at the place where Zhou Wuyin was before, silent.

After a while, Chong Fan moved. Touched his arm and shouted, "Jiang Feng." ”

Jiang Feng turned around abruptly and asked, "What do you think about this matter?"

Before he could answer, he shook his head again and held out his hand. "No, don't tell me yet. Honestly, one of the reasons I'm here this time is because of this. ”

Chong Fan suddenly stretched out a finger and put it in front of his lips, glanced around, and said softly: "It's not convenient to talk here, let's talk about it later." ”

Jiang Feng's eyes lit up slightly, he nodded, touched the pendant on his chest through his clothes, and said in a difficult voice: "Hmm." I'll talk about it later, let's go get the district card first!"

Jiang Feng turned around and walked inside. At this time, the atmosphere around him had completely changed, and he was no longer as relaxed as before. His face was expressionless, his eyes sharp and straight ahead, as if he were about to cut someone else at any moment.

Shigefan followed him, glanced at him, and bowed his head in silence.

The administrative hall is divided into several different functional areas, and the right side is the one that handles the area card.

Jiang Feng had just walked to the door, and a team of people next to him rushed up from behind, squeezing Jiang Feng out of the way and about to enter.

If only usually. Jiang Feng gave in, but at this time, his air pressure was low, and as soon as he turned his head, he glared at him fiercely.

The leader of the group was a young man in his twenties. It's just a celestial samurai. He was still handsome, but the arrogance and pompousness on his face seriously weakened the perception of him.

He was followed by a few retinues, and the momentum of hugging each other was not small. The first two attendants carried a very large object in their hands, wrapped so tightly that it was impossible to see what it was.

As soon as Jiang Feng's gaze glared, the young man noticed. He was in a hurry to get in. At this time, he stopped and said dissatisfiedly: "What do you see?"

Jiang Feng didn't bother to talk nonsense with him at all, so he pushed him casually and strode in.

Jiang Feng is a Ming Martial Venerable, and that young man is just a Tianming Warrior. Under normal circumstances, a young man should salute him when he meets him. If you dare to offend anything, it is normal for Jiang Feng to be killed and injured directly.

Now he just pushed, not even forcefully, and was already very polite and patient.

Others would have thought so, but the young man certainly wouldn't.

Jiang Feng was extremely skillful, he was pushed to the ground and made a few turns, almost rolling out.

As soon as he stood still, he immediately jumped up and was furious: "Bastard, dare to beat your master and me, beat him to death for me!"

There is also a Ming Wuzun in the entourage, who is obviously the eldest young master's guard. He looked at Jiang Feng for a moment, leaned over to the young master, and said a few words.

The young master was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious: "What is Ming Wuzun? Such a hairy boy, are you afraid?!"

The entourage looked at Jiang Feng and Chongfan, glanced at each other, and sure enough, they still stepped forward.

Jiang Feng and the others dressed very simply and plainly, and after breaking up with the administrators, Chongfan also restrained the momentum on his body, and looked like an ordinary well-educated teenager. And he didn't fuse the Mingxin Seed, not even a martial cultivator, and he wasn't taken to heart by these people at all.

An entourage took two steps forward, looked up and down from above, and snorted coldly: "Boy, this is not your hometown, but Qianfandi! ”

The young master heard his subordinates chirping here, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you talking about? Why don't you hurry up?!"

He shouted to do it, but he stood behind him, not daring to step forward.

The attendant saluted back, turned around and said, "Did you hear that? You offended our young master! We are from the Wanjia family, and the young master is the heir of the Wanjia! The Wanjia family is a partner of the heavy family, and our young master is also here to participate in the fallen leaves ...... this time."

Without waiting for him to speak, Jiang Feng frowned and asked, "Aren't you going to fight?

Chongfan saw that Jiang Feng's mood was not too right, and patted his arm gently.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and shook off the group of people and walked in the direction of registration.

He was too lazy to deal with this kind of person, but the other party was unwilling to give up.

The young master scolded his subordinates angrily in the back: "What do you mean by this? What I said doesn't work, doesn't it? I told you, this kid hasn't been cleaned up today, you just wait for me!"

He can be arrogant regardless of the occasion, but his subordinates don't dare. No matter how you say it, the other party is also a martial artist!

With such a young body and a bright martial artist, there may be some backstage behind him...... Hey, wait!

They looked forward and found that Jiang Feng was going to apply for a district card.

This means that this is the first time he has come to Yifan.

It's all Ming Wuzun, and it's the first time to come, even if there is a background, it won't be the background in Yifan. It's not the background here, so what's there to worry about?

An attendant came to the young master's side and said a few words, the young master finally nodded reluctantly, and the attendant walked out.

Another attendant said, "Young Master, we're here to give gifts, let's get down to business first, right?"

The young master glanced at Jiang Feng coldly, showing some smug expressions, and finally walked in another direction reluctantly.

When the Chongjia officially issued the invitation to the deciduous banquet, it was actually emphasized repeatedly.

Chongfan has just come of age, and his health has been poor in the past, so please don't give gifts, young people can't afford it.

But having said that, who would have come to the banquet without this gift?

As long as you can leave a little impression in the heart of the patriarch of the family, it is worth the cost!

But it is impossible for so many gifts to be sent to the front of Chongfan, most of them are sent to the reception office, which will register them one by one, and then send the gift list to them.

The reception is located in the same hall as the registration office, at opposite ends of the area.

The group of people from the eldest young master rushed over there, and Jiang Feng knew that they had plans in the future as soon as he heard it, but here, he still had nothing to worry about, so he walked to the registration office and asked, "Excuse me, how do I apply for the district card?"

The little commotion just now, this deacon has long seen it.

He was just an ordinary deacon, and he had never met with Chong Fan, who lived in seclusion.

On one side is the son of a partner of the heavy family, who came here to give gifts, and on the other side is a young man who has just arrived, but he behaves impartially and politely: "Which district license do you want to apply for? ”

The other party was polite and polite, and Jiang Feng's attitude also softened, and he said: "I want to apply for the regional cards of the three districts of trade, martial arts, and treasures." ”

The other party looked at him in surprise and said, "The trade zone doesn't need qualifications, please check the martial arts level here, and you also need to show your treasure master qualification certificate." ”

He pushed out a transparent crystal tower from the table and motioned for Jiang Feng to put his hand on the base of the tower.

After a while, the crystal tower glowed from the bottom to the top, red, orange, yellow and purple, and finally a total of four layers lit up.

"Sure enough, it's a Ming Martial Venerable!" the deacon snorted softly, his expression becoming more solemn.

As a deacon of Yifanli, he has a wide range of visions and knows very well what such a young figure and martial artist represent.

Jiang Feng nodded to him, made a note on the form, and then took out his treasure book, and was about to hand it to the deacon when there was a sudden noise behind him.

The young master's shrill voice suddenly broke the silence in the hall, and he said noisily: "Do you know who I am? I am the eldest young master of the Wan family! I am here to give gifts to the family, what kind of district card do I want to do?!"

Another voice insisted, "I'm sorry, but that's the rule in Yifan." Only after registration can we confirm your identity and accept the registration gift!" )