Snowflakes fluttered and gently fell on the cold armor. Ye Yang walked through the corridor and walked straight towards the palace hall. Zhang Tianhe, Wang Lie and others looked around cautiously. On the square about two hundred meters long were soldiers like forests standing on the square, with clear sword armor. These people were guards in the royal city. From the breath, they could be judged that they had at least three levels of strength on earth, about a thousand people.

Obviously, the King of Yan was showing his strength to the envoys of various countries. The Yan State, with its elite soldiers and sufficient food, has been dormant in the north for many years, and seems to have wanted to make a comeback.

...

"Why are there so many guards?"

Zhang Tianhe frowned and said, "Does the old man of Yan want to use troops to us? Humph, we only have five people, as for so many people to be on guard."

Zhao Yun smiled and said, "Second Master, don't be anxious, let's go in and have a look."

"Um."

Not long after, he came to the front of the hall and stood on the side to wait. Ye Yang looked up at the sky, then rubbed his hands, pretended to be cold, and smiled with a hot air, "It's so cold..."

The guard who led the way smiled and said, "Sir, please wait a little, and your Majesty will summon you soon."

"Yeah, I'm working."

A moment later, a bright voice came from the palace: "Summons to the Qi State's envoys to meet."

Ye Yang was excited and smiled and said, "Let's go in."

"good."

Just as several people were about to enter, two guards rushed forward and said respectfully: "Sir, please enter the hall to meet Your Majesty..."

"Remove the army."

Ye Yang raised his sword eyebrows and said, "Why do you need to dismiss the troops? Could it be that so many of you guards are all decorations, and are you still worried that our only five people will cause harm to the King of 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, wearing a black robe, with a look of obscenity. His eyes were full of evil, obviously not a good person. However, this person's status in Yan State should not be underestimated. He stepped forward and smiled and said, "If several generals do not want to dismiss the army, then enter the hall by themselves. I am the current national teacher of Yan State, with a surname of Situ, and his name is Wenruo..."

"Situ Wenruo."

Ye Yang walked forward and faintly felt that although Situ Wenruo was dressed in a civil servant, a power of the starry sky emerged in his body. Obviously, this was a master at the starry sky level. As for how strong it was, it was about the first level of the starry sky, and it was definitely not more than the second level of the starry sky. With Ye Yang's cultivation level, he could feel it keenly. Moreover, Ye Yang's own aura was reduced to the extreme, as if Wubo of the ancient well was just releasing the power of about the seventh level of the earth. In this way, it created a illusion for Situ Wenruo, just thinking that this kid was a seventh level of the earth.

From the slightly contemptuous smile on the corner of Situ Wenruo's mouth, Ye Yang had already understood everything. The other party relied on his first-level strength to hold the starry sky, and was not afraid of his own and a few of them leading troops to the hall.

"Several, follow me."

Follow Situ Wenruo into the hall, and saw the civil and military officials standing side by side in the hall. Looking along the steps, an old man sitting there on the tall golden throne. Legend has it that the King of Yan is only 50 years old, but the King of Yan in front of him looks like he is 70 years old. He is addicted to wine and color. The ability to fight the north and south in the past has long disappeared.

...

"You are the special envoy of Qi." King Yan asked with his heavy sword in his hand, his eyes darkened.

Ye Yang stood upright under the steps and said calmly: "Yes, I am General Fenwei of His Highness of Qi State. I am specially ordered by King Ling of Qi to congratulate Your Majesty on the sword-taking ceremony."

"General Fenwei."

The King of Yan's face was filled with disdain and smiled: "I heard that there were wars in Qi State, and King Ling of Qi was the former prince Tian Fu. The new king ascended the throne, and there was only a lack of generals in the country. He actually sent a mere General Fenwei as the special envoy. Haha, it seems that our neighbor of Yan State really encountered some difficulties."

Ye Yang smiled slightly: "Your Majesty clearly understands that the people of Qi are rich and strong, and the king has 110,000 elite soldiers and generals. However, King Renming of Qi is devoted to seeking blessings for his subjects and is unwilling to provoke wars, so he sent us to congratulate him."

"Very good, very good..." When Ye Yang mentioned that Qi had 110,000 troops, the King of Yan was obviously shocked, and then smiled and said, "Qi is wise, this is the blessing of Qi, and it is also the blessing of the subjects in the world. Today, wars are everywhere. I hope that our Yan State and Qi will have a harmonious diplomatic relationship with Qi and will always cultivate the good of the allies."

Ye Yang nodded and smiled: "Of course, King Ling of Qi ordered me to send treasures to express my feelings..."

"Gift." Zhang Tianhe was stunned: "Ziyu, you have never mentioned what gift you want to bring, what should you do."

Ye Yang also secretly cried, but actually forgot this section. He hurriedly reached out and waved his hand in the void, and helped to find a fifth-grade long sword. This was a powerful weapon cast by Ye Yang during his practice of the hundreds of refining techniques. Although the only fifth-grade is nothing to Ye Yang, it seems very valuable to use it as a gift.

Holding the long sword, Ye Yang smiled and said, "This is a purple Qi sword, a fifth-grade weapon. I hope the King of Yan will accept it with a smile."

The King of Yan smiled and laughed, "King Ling of Qi is kind, please wait for the Lord to thank him."

"Yes, your Majesty."

The King of Yan took over the long sword and continued to smile and said, "I wonder if the generals are interested in the sword-taking meeting tomorrow."

Ye Yang said: "If we are interested, will the King of Yan approve it?"

"Haha, as long as a few generals are interested, they can come to the stage to seize the sword at any time."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

...

After a polite conspiracy, Ye Yang and others bid farewell to the King of Yan and followed the guards to the wing room to rest.

Along the way, Zhang Tianhe was quite resentful: "What's this? King Yan obviously looked down on us a few times. In the end, we even made a knife. This business was a loss."

Ye Yang grinned and comforted, "Tianhe, I said that I had lost money in business. Can't you see that? I gave me a knife just to improve diplomatic relations between the two countries. At present, we urgently need to cultivate and rest, and it is not suitable for continuous battles. The land of Yan State is at our back, and the backyard must not catch fire."

"Then what are we doing in Yan State? Could it be that we are really just to see the lively nature of tomorrow's Sword-Snatching Conference."

"No, our business will be done tonight."

“Tonight.”

"yes."

Ye Yang smiled: "Hmph, the old man, King Yan, dares to use Yan Yao and Lingxi Sword as bargaining chips to attract virtuous people. Then I will go to the night to take away these chips without knowing it. Let's see how he ends tomorrow's sword-taking conference..."

Suddenly, Zhang Tianhe clapped his hands and smiled: "Miaoji, I said, how could Ziyu tolerate the old and confused King Yan? Huh, let's do it tonight."

"Yeah." Ye Yang nodded: "I'll go find Yan Yao, you can check the whereabouts of Lingxi Sword, be careful."

Zhang Tianhe patted his chest and laughed confidently, "Don't worry, I'll go steal the sword, you'll go steal people, and the horse will succeed."

Ye Yang: “…”
Chapter completed!