Snowflakes were flying, falling lightly on the cold armor.
Ye Yang walked through the corridor and walked straight towards the palace hall, while Zhang Tianhe, Wang Lie and others looked around cautiously, at the square about two hundred meters long.
Standing like a forest of armored soldiers with bright swords and armor, these people are all the guards in the royal city.
Judging from their aura, they have at least the third level of earth strength, about a thousand people.
Obviously, the King of Yan was showing his strength to the envoys of various countries.
The Yan State, which was well-equipped with troops and food, had been dormant in the north for many years and seemed to want to make a comeback.
"Why are there so many guards?"
Zhang Tianhe frowned and said: "Mr.
Yanwang, does he want to use troops against us?
There are only five of us.
As for so many people, are we on guard?"
Zhao Yun smiled: "Second Master, don't be anxious, let's go in and take a look before talking."
"Um" Soon after, he came to the front of the hall and stood waiting.
Ye Yang looked up at the sky, then rubbed his hands, pretending to be cold, and laughed at the heat: "It's so cold."
The guard who led the way smiled and said, "Sir, please wait a moment.
His Majesty will summon you soon."
"Well, thank you" After a while, a loud and clear voice came from the palace: "The envoys of Qi State are summoned to appear."
Ye Yang cheered up and said with a smile, "Let's go in."
"good" A few people were about to enter when two guards suddenly rushed forward and said respectfully: "Sir, please withdraw your troops and enter the hall to see your Majesty."
"Disarm" Ye Yang raised his sword eyebrows and said: "Why do we need to disarm the troops?
Is it because so many of your guards are just decorations?
Are you worried that just five of us will cause harm to King Yan?"
"This" the guard was stunned.
At this moment, a civil servant walked out of the hall.
He was a thin man about 50 years old.
He was wearing a black robe and had an obscene look on his face.
His eyes were full of evil.
He was obviously not a good person.
However, this person's status in the Yan Kingdom His position should not be underestimated.
He stepped forward and said with a smile: "If the generals don't want to withdraw their troops, they can just go into the palace on their own.
I am the current national advisor of the Yan Kingdom.
My surname is Situ and my given name is Wenruo."
"Situ Wenruo" Ye Yang stepped forward and vaguely felt that although Situ Wenruo was dressed as a civil servant, waves of starry sky power surged in his body.
It was obvious that he was a starry sky level master.
As for how strong he was, he was probably at the starry sky level.
Not exceeding the second level of the starry sky, with Ye Yang's cultivation level, he can be sensitive to He felt sharply, and Ye Yang's own aura was reduced to the extreme, as if there was no wave in the ancient well, and he was just releasing the power of about the seventh level of the earth.
This gave Situ Wenruo an illusion, just thinking that this boy was a He's just a strong man on the seventh level of the earth.
From the slightly contemptuous smile on Situ Wenruo's lips, Ye Yang had already understood everything.
The other party relied on the strength of the first level of the starry sky and was not afraid of leading troops to the palace with a few of them.
"Guys, come with me" Following Situ Wenruo into the palace, he saw civil and military ministers lined up in the main hall.
Looking along the steps, on the high golden throne, an old man was sitting there.
Legend has it that King Yan was only 50 years old, but The King of Yan in front of him looks like he is 70 years old.
He has neglected his cultivation and is addicted to drinking and sex.
His former ability to fight in the north and south no longer exists.
"Are you the special envoy of Qi?"
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King Yan asked with a gloomy look, holding his heavy sword in his hand.
Ye Yang stood proudly at the foot of the steps and said calmly: "Yes, I am General Fenwei, His Majesty the State of Qi.
I am specially ordered by King Qi Ling to come here to congratulate His Majesty on the Sword Seizing Conference."
"General Fenwei"
There was deep disdain on King Yan's face, and he said with a smile: "I heard that there were wars in Qi State.
King Qi Ling was the original son of Tian Fu.
The new king came to the throne.
There was a shortage of generals in the country, so he actually sent a mere warrior.
General Wei acts as a special envoy, haha, it seems that our neighbor of Yan State is really in some trouble. " Ye Yang smiled slightly: "Your Majesty clearly knows that the people of Qi are rich and powerful, and the monarch has 110,000 elite soldiers and generals.
However, the king of Qi is Renming, who only seeks the welfare of his subjects and is unwilling to provoke a war, so he sent us to express his congratulations."
"Very good, very good."
When Ye Yang mentioned that Qi State had 110,000 troops, King Yan was obviously surprised, and then he smiled and said: "Qi State is wise, this is the blessing of Qi State, and also the people of the world.
Fortunately, wars are everywhere in the world.
May our country of Yan and Qi maintain harmonious relations and maintain the good relations of our alliance forever. " Ye Yang nodded and smiled: "Of course, King Qi Ling ordered me to send treasures to express his feelings."
"Gift" Zhang Tianhe was confused: "Ziyu, you never mentioned what gift you want to bring, what should I do?"
Ye Yang also secretly cried out, actually forgetting this section, hurriedly stretched out his hand in the void, and helplessly took out a fifth-grade long knife, which was cast during the process of Ye Yang practicing the art of hundreds of refinements.
Although a mere fifth-grade weapon was nothing to Ye Yang, it seemed very important as a gift.
Holding up the long sword, Ye Yang smiled and said: "This is a purple air sword, a fifth-grade weapon.
I hope King Yan will accept it."
King Yan smiled brightly and said with a laugh: "King Qi Ling is so kind, please wait until King Gu thanks him."
"Yes, Your Majesty" King Yan put away the long sword and continued to smile: "Tomorrow's sword seizing competition, I don't know if any of the generals are interested."
Ye Yang said: "If we are interested, will King Yan approve it?"
"Haha, as long as a few generals are interested, they can come on stage and seize the sword at any time."
"Thank you, Your Majesty" After a polite meal, Ye Yang and others bid farewell to King Yan and followed the guards to the wing to rest.
Along the way, Zhang Tianhe was quite unhappy: "What does this mean?
King Yan obviously looks down on us.
In the end, we even broke a knife.
This business is such a loss."
Ye Yang grinned and said comfortingly: "Tianhe, can't you tell that the business is losing money?
I sent a knife just to improve the diplomatic relations between the two countries.
At present, we urgently need to cultivate our health and recuperate.
We are not suitable for fighting continuously.
Yan The country is behind us, and there must be no fire in the backyard.”
"Then why are we coming to Yan country?
Is it really just to watch the excitement of the sword seizing competition tomorrow?"
"No, we have to finish our work tonight."
"Tonight" "yes" Ye Yang smiled: "Hmph, this old guy like King Yan dares to use Yan Yao and Lingxi Sword as bargaining chips to recruit virtuous people.
Then I will go and take away these chips tonight without anyone noticing.
Look at him How will this Laoshizi Sword Seizing Tournament end tomorrow?"
Suddenly, Zhang Tianhe clapped his hands and smiled: "Miaoji, I told you, how could Ziyu tolerate an old fool like King Yan?
Humph, let's do it tonight."
"Yes."
Ye Yang nodded: "I'm going to look for Yan Yao.
You go to find out the whereabouts of the Lingxi Sword.
Be careful."
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Zhang Tianhe patted his chest and laughed confidently: "Don't worry, I'll steal the sword and you steal the person.
You'll succeed immediately."
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