This situation in front of him was Qiao Feng’s worst plan.

If the words cannot convince these guys, then you can only use force.

Qiao Feng slowly let out a breath and spoke under the gaze of everyone, "Actually, there is still evidence to prove my innocence."

"What evidence?" Zhao Bei spoke immediately.

Qiao Feng glanced at everyone present and said a little embarrassed: "This evidence is a bit not very good. Are you sure you want to see it?"

"It's about your own life, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it!" The official standing in the first place turned his head slightly and spoke expressionlessly.

"Since this lord said that, I'm not polite!"

The needles fell in the hall were heard, and they were all waiting for Qiao Feng's next article.

"Inhale~! Exhale~! Exhale~! Exhale~!"

Qiao Feng adjusted his own state, and his aura gradually spread.

Zhao Bei's brows gradually frowned, and a bad feeling gradually surged in his heart.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, a strong wave of air spread from Qiao Feng's body to the surroundings.

"Not good! Stop him!"

Zhao Bei's face that had not changed for thousands of years finally changed. After seeing Qiao Feng breaking through the acupoint, he hurriedly shouted.

Zhao Bei, the three innate powerful men guarding both sides, had already taken action without being too much.

"Ah~!"

The deafening roar made the three people feel pain in their brains, their eyes blurred, and traces of blood flowed out of their seven orifices.

The next moment, Qiao Feng's body turned into a cannonball and rushed straight to Song Shenzong on the dragon throne.

No one expected that someone would be so bold to take action at this time, and no one expected that Qiao Feng would break through the layers of acupuncture points.

Thanks to practicing the Golden Bell Cover, the finger force has been offset by most of the time when it breaks through the body.

At this moment, the officials on both sides widened their eyes, and the word "guard" was still in their throats.

This all happened too quickly and they had no time to react.

This is also thanks to Qiao Feng pointing the sound waves at the three innate people beside him and controlling the sound waves to spread around them, otherwise none of them would be alive.

Just when everyone was anxious, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Feng, blocking Song Shenzong's direct appearance.

The visitor was also wearing Imperial City clothes, and his aura was even stronger than the previous three. He was a middle-level innate strongman.

"There is actually a powerful innate person? But as long as there is no innate stage, I can't stop me!"

Facing the aggressive Qiao Feng, the innate mid-stage strong man gradually clenched his fists, and his unyielding artistic conception was revealed.

A trace of danger emanated from the other party. Qiao Feng narrowed his eyes and put away his contempt for the other party.

"Is this artistic conception?!"

Therefore, the artistic conception is to have one's own understanding of a martial art, which can be fists, or weapons, such as Ye Gucheng in the ancient system, and Li Chenzhou in the Wen system.

The bgm sounded silently, and Qiao Feng's movements did not pause at all.

He knew that if he stopped in this situation, he would be entangled by the masters around him, and then what would be waiting for him would be death.

"Kanglong regrets!"

The roar of the dragon sounded, and a golden dragon flew in the air.

The middle-stage innate strong man waved his fists, and his invincible fist intention exploded, and he would blow the golden dragon on the spot.

However, a sudden pain came from his mind, which made him pause.

At this moment, his fist intention was dispersed and his whole body was knocked away by the golden dragon.

The next moment, Qiao Feng came to Song Shenzong and grabbed the other party's neck.

"Don't move!"

The masters following closely followed each other stopped their movements and surrounded them like a mouse and absent.

"Protect the car!"

“Bold!”

"Let your Majesty be released soon!"

"Do you want to kill the three clans of Lian?"

It was a mess, and the officials in the hall said something and said something, making Qiao Feng feel irritated.

"Shut up!"

As the strength in his hands increased, Song Shenzong's face gradually turned red.

"Let your Majesty be released soon!"

"Madman!"

Looking at the officials who were still clamoring, Qiao Feng smiled slightly at Song Shenzong, "Your Majesty, it seems that they all want to change an emperor!"

As he said that, Qiao Feng slowed down the strength in his hand.

After his breathing was smooth, Song Shenzong took a few deep breaths and looked at the many officials below with a ugly expression. The scene just now made him burst into blue veins.

Didn’t you see him being caught? They didn’t want to save him and kept angering the other party. Do you want him to die?

"Shut up to me!"

The hall became completely quiet, and everyone stared at Song Shenzong, watching what he was going to do.

"Qiao Feng, don't mislead yourself!"

As the emperor of the Song Dynasty, one of the most powerful people in the world, Song Shenzong still has to be shameless.

He didn't beg for mercy, and his expression was calm.

"Your Majesty, this is my evidence. With my strength, I want to kill you, even on such occasions. What's more, it's an assassination of you at night?"

"Hmph, the reason why you didn't take action that night was that you might be afraid of being surrounded and unable to escape, so you didn't continue to take action. Now that your true identity has been discovered, you are desperate!" The official who spoke was the beginning of the official who was ignored by Qiao Feng.

What he said makes some sense, so other officials are waiting for Qiao Feng's response.

Judging from Qiao Feng's appearance, he seemed to be not planning to attack the emperor, and the longer the time delayed, the more beneficial it would be to them.

At this moment, a large number of master soldiers gathered inside and outside the hall. With such a large number, even if the innate Great Perfection is trapped, they will die in vain.

Qiao Feng was silent for a while before speaking to Song Shenzong, "Your Majesty, I have no evidence to prove myself. If you really don't believe me, then..."

The words were not finished, but everyone could hear the meaning of Qiao Feng's words.

For a moment, the breathing sounds in the hall became heavy, and everyone was waiting for Song Shenzong's decision.

"This matter is full of doubts, and I believe it was not yours. I have heard of the affairs of the Beggars' Sect. You are a group of loyal and righteous people. Zhao Bei, please investigate this matter thoroughly. I must know who is behind the scenes!"

"Here!"

Qiao Feng slowly let go of his palm and bowed slightly, "Your Majesty's wise!"

"Qiao Feng has proved his evidence like me; this matter is over! I'm tired!"

"Since that's the case, the grass-roots people will leave!"

Qiao Feng stepped off the platform and walked out of the hall step by step.

During this period, many masters and officials were watching Song Shenzong, waiting for his orders, but they did not receive the order until Qiao Feng's figure completely disappeared.

"His Majesty……"

"A bunch of waste! Retreat the court!"

Before an official who wanted to speak finished speaking, Song Shenzong left angrily.

It was not until he left Kaifeng that Qiao Feng had a good breath.
Chapter completed!