Zhou Han is determined to give the 'knights' who are twisted into a rope a dismount.

The heads of various factions are ordinary people, and there are thousands or even tens of thousands of disciples under their hands, and each of them is a martial artist who has cultivated to a high level, and such a force is condensed, and for his dynasty, the threat coefficient is as great as his life is about to come to an end.

At this time, all the city was under martial law.

Houses were closed, and the silence in the streets was terrible.

In a street that was only a hundred meters away from drunken warmth, there were broken limbs and ruins everywhere, and blood flowed all over the ground, including officers and soldiers, and disciples of various factions.

"General, all the thieves have been cleared, and our side has killed 537 people and wounded more than 1,200. A soldier trotted over from a distance and said aloud to a general with a tiger's back on his back.

"With only a hundred or so people, we have suffered so many casualties. The general sighed and ordered, "Bury the brothers, and then dispose of the other corpses." In addition, go door to door, and warn one by one not to leak the news, otherwise, the whole family will fall to the ground. ”

The guard's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly walked away.

Jiang Ming already knew everything about what happened outside Wuyuan, and the emperor of the Great Zhou would never allow such a large-scale force to exist in the territory. Now that it broke out, it was just a good opportunity for the major factions to come to the capital to see Feng Yinghan open the 'Killing Son' Conference.

There are not many people sent by the major factions, Shaolin, Emei, and Kongtong, and many second-rate and third-rate heads and apprentices also came to join in the fun.

The reputation of the heads of the three major factions is quite high in the rivers and lakes, especially the master of empty news, who has always been respected by the major factions and is known as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts.

It's a pity.....

The battle in the martial arts garden has also ended.

The power of the two saints of the mixed yuan was beyond Jiang Ming's imagination, and the masters of the ordinary five turns were like naughty children in their eyes, and they killed them cleanly with an understatement. He understands now, Feng Yinghan has been lurking in the palace for many years and has been behaving in a proper manner, and he has a very big relationship with the two saints of Mixed Yuan sitting in the palace.

"Clean up, we two old guys are tired too. Chaofan's voice was a little tired, his flesh and blood quickly dried up, and finally turned into a thin human skin like a cicada's wings, and he frowned and said to Yuan Xiao: "It's time to go back to make up for it." ”

"Hey, hey. ”

Yuan Xiao's words were very simple, only a chilling laugh.

Probably only they understood what they meant.

After the battle just now, the load on their bodies was too heavy. The rapid loss of life essence made them impatient to return to the palace to replenish.

The two turned into human skins and left in the air like kites.

"The Commander of the West, the Commander of the Present has also resigned. Feng Yinghan politely arched his hand to Xifan and walked out with Jiang Ming.

"What's next?" the two walked on the road, and Jiang Ming was the first to speak.

"Of course, it is to deepen the contradiction between the imperial court and the martial arts, under Xifan's hands, I have already planted people, the corpses of the monk and others, hehe, let the major factions claim it when the time comes. Except for a few enemies in the past, Feng Yinghan had a faint smile on his face, obviously in a very good mood.

"Well, since you have an arrangement, then wait for the good news. Jiang Ming paused and asked, "What about our marriage with the Feng family?"

"In their eyes, your martial arts have been abolished, and your lifespan is only ten years, and today I am even more bitterly criticized in front of the people of the capital. Prime Minister Feng is a pedantic old stubborn, so he should be very unhappy. ”

"In such a situation, I can also help you clear some obstacles. Jiang Ming meant something.

After listening to this, Feng Yinghan laughed, and appreciated Jiang Ming more and more. Bringing up the old matter, he said: "Seriously, now is the time for our Ten Thousand Demon Sect to regroup, if you are willing to join the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, I will accept you as a disciple, and in the future, you will be the senior brother of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect." ”

Jiang Mingleng was stunned, immediately knelt down, kowtowed, and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

"Okay, I didn't expect that we couldn't be father and son, and we could still have the fate to become masters and apprentices. You're very likable, haha. Feng Yinghan smiled and nodded, his expression couldn't help but be full of yearning for the future.

Jiang Ming also chuckled and stood up disapprovingly.

On the surface, the relationship between the two is very harmonious, because both of them have the intention of taking advantage of each other.

Attached to the big tree of Feng Yinghan, he can successfully wash his white, and even learn the two-handed decent exercises as a cover, during this time, his Nine Heavens can continue to develop and grow. If he gets rid of Feng Yinghan too quickly, he may have a hard time in the future.

On Feng Yinghan's side, he valued Jiang Ming's ability and could become the strongest thug under him. He has been dormant for many years, firstly, to take revenge on the righteous sects, and secondly, to rebuild the Ten Thousand Demon Sect and unify the Demon Sect.

Accustomed to the wind and waves, Feng Yinghan is no longer the ignorant teenager who ran away in a hurry, but knows how to cultivate the forces around him and use his strength to fight. Being alone is what those chivalrous people on the rivers and lakes do, and it has little to do with him.

The two had their own thoughts and returned to Jiang's house.

The fourth son went home unscathed, stunned everyone in the house.

The head of the family is jealous and hateful, especially in front of so many fellow martial artists, how can he not do anything to the fourth son, and he has to do it to be a show.

After the two went home, the atmosphere became more harmonious, and they had dinner with their wives and concubines and children that night like a festival.

Qin's family, Mrs. Biluo, Jiang Wen, Jiang Yifei, Jiang Zixu...... All present.

Everyone didn't say a word, and the things outside had already spread to the mouths of the slaves of all sizes in the house.

The disciples of the major sects of the righteous path were all purged by the officers and soldiers, and in order to seal Yinghan's reputation in the martial arts, he should have been heartbroken, but why did he suffer a happy event, and the whole person looked a lot younger.

"In a few days, it will be the day when Ming'er marries a wife, and I will be happy for my father in my heart. Feng Yinghan felt the slightly puzzled gazes around him, and immediately explained with a smile.

It is an extremely great honor to be blessed with marriage, and to be happy about it can be regarded as the past.

But everyone thinks it's not that simple.

Speaking of the imminent marriage, Qin's face changed slightly, Jiang Ming's status in the Jiang family is not high, but if he takes Feng Pei'er, the daughter of Prime Minister Feng, his future is uncertain. She quietly looked at Jiang Zixu, sighed, and said with a smile: "Ming'er is about to get married, and she is also happy for her mother." It's a pity that there are only ten years left in the lifespan, which is good. ”

As she spoke, she pretended to wipe the corners of her eyes without tears.

"Ten years is too short, fourth brother, you have to hurry up and have a baby. Jiang Wen, who was eating, said coldly.