The Golden Martial Scholar, Xin Jianfeng, was not even able to move a single move in the hands of a human from the lower realms. He was directly robbed of his sword, not to mention that he was even beaten to the point that he vomited blood.

If he hadn’t seen this with his own eyes, he believed that no one in the entire Heavenly Dynasty would believe him.

However, when Jiang Feng accomplished all of this, he didn’t even have the slightest bit of Celestial Saint Essence in his body.

To outsiders, it was as if he had directly used his physical strength to seize the sword in Xin Jianfeng’s hand and vomit blood.

In the entire main hall, the only person who wasn’t surprised by this scene was Wang Fengchun.

Wang Fengchun secretly laughed in his heart, “You people are so self-righteous that you can see that they are humans from the lower realms. Are you dumbfounded now? There is a peak Third Grade expert behind them who is your master.”

While Wang Fengchun was secretly gloating, the furious Xin Jianfeng looked at Jiang Feng and roared angrily, “What are you all standing there for? Take him down for me!”

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh …

The nine disciples of Jianqing Martial House pulled out their swords and pointed them at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng frowned slightly, a trace of killing intent flashing through his eyes.

If it weren’t for the presence of the people from the Shanglong Literary Academy, Jiang Feng would have definitely killed them by now. After killing these ten disciples of Jianqing Martial House, Wang Fengchun would also push the murder charge onto Desolate race.

“Alright, alright. You guys are in my territory. At least give me some face as county magistrate, right? Take back your swords. Otherwise, I won’t be polite.”

Wang Fengchun was a rank seven county magistrate. Among the disciples of Jianqing Martial House, Xin Jianfeng, who had the highest cultivation, was only at rank seven.

It was impossible for them to not give Wang Fengchun any face.

Moreover, Xin Jianfeng was also afraid in his heart. Earlier, he had not been able to walk past Jiang Feng with a single move. He couldn’t help but worry. What if all ten of them still hadn’t been able to defeat Jiang Feng?

Therefore, Wang Fengchun’s words gave Xin Jianfeng a step to borrow from the donkey.

Xin Jianfeng glared at Jiang Feng and said fiercely, “This time, I’ll give Lord Wang face. As a human from the lower realms, you’d better be careful!”

“Why don’t you don’t give him face, call you these junior brothers together.

Originally, when he saw Lord Wen’s Manor, he thought that everyone in the Martial House of the Heavenly Dynasty was just like him, full of righteousness. Now that I see these ten of you, it’s really … ”

Jiang Feng shook his head with contempt.

When Wang Fengchun heard Jiang Feng’s words, he was speechless. He gave the stairs, and Xin Jianfeng also used them to walk down. But why is this uncle of yours so reluctant to let go?

“I think you owe me a lesson. Brothers, let’s go together!”

Xin Jianfeng ignored his injuries and immediately threw himself at Jiang Feng.

At the same time that Xin Jianfeng launched his attack, the other nine disciples of Jianqing Martial House also launched their attacks.

At this moment, a weak voice came from the entrance of the county government backyard.

“Stop!”

Xin Jianfeng and the others looked in the direction of the sound and saw a sturdy man walking in with the help of two yamen attendants.

Jiang Feng’s eyes lit up when he saw the person. He excitedly shouted, “Master Yan!”

That’s right, the person who came was Jianqing Martial House’s Yan Yunbai.

Yan Yunbai nodded to Jiang Feng. Then, he pushed away the two yamen attendants who supported him and walked into the main hall with difficulty.

“Xin Jianfeng, what are you doing?”

Although Yan Yunbai’s voice sounded very weak, the majesty of his voice still remained undiminished.

Jiang Feng walked to Yan Yunbai’s side and supported him. Yan Yunbai looked at Xin Jianfeng and said, “Jiang Feng is a closed disciple that Lord Wen’s Manor accepted before he died. Lord Wen’s Manor handed over the storage rings to Jiang Feng. What are you doing? Are you fellow disciples practicing martial arts?”

“Is he Lord Manor Master’s closed door disciple?” Xin Jianfeng looked at Jiang Feng in shock.

At this moment, Xin Jianfeng finally understood why Jiang Feng, a’lower realm human ‘, had such a high cultivation.

“I’m a dying person. Could it be that I’m still lying to you? All of you, come over and apologize to Jiang Feng!”

“Yes.”

Xin Jianfeng and the others walked to Jiang Feng’s side. They all bowed to Jiang Feng and said, “I’m sorry, Junior Brother Jiang.”

Jiang Feng glanced at Xin Jianfeng and the others, and the anger in his heart dissipated a lot. After all, it was common for disciples like Xin Jianfeng and the others to look down on the Lower Realm Human Race.

Now that they were able to apologize so straightforwardly, it could be considered that they could afford to let go.

Jiang Feng handed the sword back to Xin Jianfeng with both hands. He said indifferently, “I have something wrong too. Everyone, open it fifty to fifty.”

Jiang Feng turned to Yan Yunbai and asked, “Master Yan, you said that you are already a dying person. What’s going on? Are you seriously injured?”

Yan Yunbai smiled. He rolled up the sleeve of his right hand and showed it to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng saw a black line running up Yan Yunbai’s right wrist. He didn’t know how long it had spread.

Jiang Feng could already tell what this was, but he still pretended, “This is?”

“The poison of the flower on the other side of Ye Hua will definitely die if the black line reaches the heart meridian.” Xin Jianfeng replied.

After Jiang Feng glanced at Xin Jianfeng, Xin Jianfeng smiled awkwardly.

“Was it poisoned by the Desolate race?” Jiang Feng asked Yan Yunbai.

Yan Yunbai shook his head, “No, I poisoned myself. I was seriously injured, and my life was not long.”

“But I am unwilling. I want to see you study in Jianqing Martial House with my own eyes. That’s why I took the Night Radiance Paramita Flower.”

Yan Yunbai’s words confused Xin Jianfeng and the others. Even if Jiang Feng was a closed-door disciple of Wen Zhentang, was it that important that he could not enter Jianqing Martial House?

However, Jiang Feng understood that Yan Yunbai wanted to see that after Jiang Feng entered Jianqing Martial House, Jianqing Martial House would be able to become a sage in the future.

After all, Jiang Feng’s talent in both civil and martial arts was of saint rank. No matter how successful such a person was, his accomplishments would not be too low.

Jiang Feng nodded his head touched. He looked at Yan Yunbai and said, “Don’t worry, I will definitely study in Jianqing Martial House!”

Noon.

Wang Fengchun prepared a very sumptuous farewell banquet for Jiang Feng and the others, and also prepared all the things they needed to go on their way.

This included the white dragon carriage that Yan Yunbai was riding, as well as the Qing Yuma that Jiang Feng and the others were riding.

Jiang Feng walked over to Wang Fengchun before mounting his horse. He whispered to Wang Fengchun, “Lord Wang, someone told me to tell you. He said that he would keep the Mirror Moon Jade Slip well and would never let it fall into other people’s hands. However, if he knew that you had anything to do with the Desolate race, it might not be certain.”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry. I don’t dare. I won’t dare again.”

While Wang Fengchun hurriedly expressed his loyalty, Jiang Feng had already run to the side of his Qing Yuma. He reached out and touched her slender neck, then directly got on the horse.

Halfway through the journey, Jiang Feng and the others separated from the people from the Upper Dragon Academy, and Bai Jiehan’s corpse was also taken away by the people from the Upper Dragon Academy.

Jiang Feng asked Bai Jiehan about the time and place of burial. After Jiang Zhengyang told Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng silently remembered it in his heart.

Bai Jiehan had also died to protect Jiang Feng. If there was a chance in the future, Jiang Feng would definitely attend Bai Jiehan’s funeral.

As soon as the people from the Upper Dragon Culture Academy left, only Jiang Feng and the others were left. In addition, there were ten disciples from Jianqing Martial House and Yan Yunbai, who was deeply poisoned.

On the way, Yan Yunbai called Jiang Feng to his White Dragon Horse Carriage. In the carriage, Yan Yunbai said to Jiang Feng, “Jiang Feng, we should be able to arrive in Qingyuan Mansion by noon tomorrow. There are some things I want to ask you first.”

“Master Yan, tell me.” Jiang Feng nodded, showing great respect for Yan Yunbai’s tone.

Yan Yunbai said, “I know that Jiang Feng, your Wen Dao and Martial Dao are both Sacred Grade talents. I have never seen or even heard of a peerless genius like you in my life.”

A talent like you, if you directly show it. The Heavenly Capital’s Utmost Saint Academy and Palace of Martial Saints should be competing for it. Even if you insist on staying in Jianqing Martial House, you will still receive an enormous amount of cultivation resources.

But I have to remind you, Mu Xiu is in the forest … the wind will destroy it. ”

Jiang Feng nodded after hearing Yan Yunbai’s words. “I understand what you mean, Master Yan. I’ve already made a decision and won’t reveal my talent to the public.”

Yan Yunbai nodded slightly. He took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Jiang Feng, “This is the only invitation card I have. You can enter Jianqing Martial House directly with this letter without going through any examinations.”

“Thank you.” Jiang Feng took the invitation card in Yan Yunbai’s hand with both hands. Yan Yunbai smiled happily. His expression changed and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of black blood.

Yan Yunbai’s entire body trembled violently. Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and hugged Yan Yunbai in his arms.

Yan Yunbai weakly muttered to himself, “Jiang Feng, I don’t think I can see you study in Jianqing Martial House. But it doesn’t matter. I will be buried in the Martial Dao Tombs of Jianqing Martial House. If one day you really become a sage, please come to my mausoleum and say it.”

“I will, I will definitely!”

The white dragon carriage continued forward, and Jiang Feng sat in the carriage with Yan Yunbai’s corpse in his arms. He allowed the temperature on his corpse to disappear bit by bit until it completely turned cold.

At sunrise, the white dragon carriage listened.

Jiang Feng lifted the curtain of the carriage and jumped out of the carriage. He stood there and looked at Xin Jianfeng.

Xin Jianfeng frowned slightly and jumped off the Blazing Fire Dragon Lion.

“Did something happen to Teacher Yan?” Xin Jianfeng asked.

Jiang Feng nodded with a lonely expression, “Teacher Yan … left …”

Xin Jianfeng let out a long sigh. He turned to look ahead and said, “Qingyuan Mansion is ahead. Let’s quickly send Teacher Yan and Lord Wen’s Manor’s corpses to Jianqing Martial House. In addition, Jianqing Martial House’s recruitment this year will end in five days. You can seize this opportunity yourself.”

“Yes.” Jiang Feng nodded and said, “Thank you.”

Xin Jianfeng smiled and said, “It’s fine. We don’t know each other unless we fight. Our martial practitioners may be a little rude, but we will definitely respect those who are stronger than us.”

As soon as Xin Jianfeng finished speaking, the sound of horses’ hooves suddenly rang out. Jiang Feng and the others turned around and saw a group of young masters running and shouting, “Hurry up! Those who ran into Qingyuan Mansion first won a thousand Saint Origin Coins!”

The horse team ran over like a whirlwind. When they rushed to Jiang Feng’s side, the horse team actually didn’t have the slightest intention of slowing down. Instead, the person riding on the horse shouted at Jiang Feng, Xin Jianfeng and the others, “Hey! Move aside, can’t you see that it’s the horse of the Qian Manor?”