Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 640 Moving the Capital (25)
Frowning, Ye Yang said: "What's the situation, Tianhe is injured? Is there anyone in the capital who can hurt Tianhe?"

Zhao Yun nodded, and said: "Tianhe sneaked into the hidden sword pavilion, but was ambushed by three masters, one of whom was the national teacher Situ Wenruo, that little old man actually possessed the strength of the second level of the starry sky, we underestimated him, Tianhe I underestimated the enemy for a while, so I missed it and failed to steal the Consonance Sword!"

"Oh……"

Ye Yang nodded, stepped forward, and put one hand on Zhang Tianhe's shoulder, the powerful and pure Vulcan Remnant Qi poured in, together with the awe-inspiring righteousness of Yinlong Jue, helping Zhang Tianhe straighten out his body The chaotic zhenqi, moreover, allows its wounds to heal quickly.

Not long after, Zhang Tianhe let out a breath, finally opened his eyes, and looked ashamed: "Ziyu, I have a responsibility, I failed to complete the mission, and the Lingxi Sword cannot be stolen. There, unless we kill Situ Wenruo, we won't be able to get our hands on the Lingxi Sword at all."

Ye Yang smiled: "It's okay, I missed it too, Yanyao doesn't want to go with us, she has her own responsibilities and missions, so I decided to participate in the sword grabbing meeting tomorrow and snatch Yanyao and Lingxi sword with my own hands! "

"it is good!"

The three laughed.

Not long after, several people fell asleep, each of them with a wide heart and a fat body, as if the night raid on the Tibetan Sword Pavilion and the night visit to the Princess' Mansion just now had nothing to do with them.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the heavy snow stopped, and the morning sun pierced through the clouds and projected on the ground. Finally, the Sword Seizing Conference was about to begin.

After breakfast, under the leadership of the guards, Ye Yang and others went to the venue of the Sword Seizing Conference. The venue was in the very center of the lower capital, and it was already full of people. This is a huge square with a high platform in the center. It was used as a sacrifice to heaven, but now it can be used as a competition platform.

Masters from all regions gathered in the lower capital city. Ye Yang walked in the crowd indifferently, feeling keenly that most of the people here are from the realm of the earth. However, occasionally there are stars who are strong. He held his breath without showing any sharpness, but Ye Yang noticed them one by one. After all, Ye Yang possessed such a wonderful mind method as the Hidden Dragon Jue, and his mastery of breath was not inferior to that of the seventh-level powerhouse in the starry sky!
Facing the martial arts platform far away, there is a grandstand dedicated to the royal family in the distance. King Yan, surrounded by his officials, has already climbed onto the high platform, sitting on the throne in awe-inspiring manner. On his lower head, Yan Yao is accompanied by Yun Xiaoxi Sitting there as well, today's Yanyao is wearing a blood-colored fur robe, elegant and refined, unconventional.

Yun Xiaoxi is still dressed in exquisite armor, but she is wearing a black cloak, and the hood covers her delicate face, making it impossible for people to see her true face, but Ye Yang knows that everyone is amazed by Yan Yao , but didn't know that the beauty of the waitress beside Yanyao was not inferior to Yanyao's at all, even slightly better!
……

"Look, that's Yan Yao, the Princess of Yan Kingdom, she is indeed a peerless beauty..."

(End of this chapter)