When An Zheng and Chen Shaobai entered the city, it was almost late at night, but the lights in the city were still bright. Soldiers patrolling back and forth with torches could be seen everywhere on the street, and An Zheng and Chen Shaobai, who were holding two yaksha umbrellas, stood on the city wall and looked down, and their hearts didn't feel tight.

Even if Fengyu City is an important town in the north of Zhao Kingdom, there is no need to be nervous to this point.

Chen Shaobai smiled: "Do you guess we will run into any good luck." ”

An Zheng nodded: "Look at this posture, if it weren't for King Zhao's sudden arrival in Fengyu City, it wouldn't be reasonable." It seems that King Zhao really thought about Yan Guo this time, otherwise he would not have come to such a close place from the frontier in person. ”

Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight, give your little brother who is the king of Yan to solve problems, there is no better way than to kill King Zhao directly." ”

An Zheng shook his head: "King Zhao can't be killed." ”

Chen Shaobai was slightly stunned: "Why can't you kill? After killing King Zhao, Zhao Guo has no leader, how can it be possible to attack Yan Guo." Killing one person and saving two countries is a bargain worth it. ”

An Zheng said: "I'll go down to see the situation first, and you can play by yourself." ”

Chen Shaobai casually handed the Yaksha umbrella to An Zheng: "Think I'm rare to play with you?"

An Zheng took it and jumped directly from the twenty or thirty meters high city wall.

Chen Shaobai: "Be careful...... My umbrella. ”

An Zheng came down from the city wall, and he didn't dare to act too quickly. If the speculation is correct, King Zhao has really gone from Yecheng to Fengyu City, then now Fengyu City must be full of masters. Among the sixteen kingdoms, the Zhao State had the largest number of cultivators and sects.

Although there is no single major sect to deter, the Zhao court attaches great importance to the relationship with the cultivators, so the cultivators of the Zhao State have always been very positive about the call of the Zhao court. King Zhao has always been generous in rewarding cultivators, otherwise his sons might have been beaten to death long ago.

There is no one dominant sect, which has led to the extraordinary chaos in the rivers and lakes of Zhao State, and several first-class sects are not convinced by anyone, and everyone wants to become the closest force in the rivers and lakes of King Zhao, so it is inevitable to fight. However, this is exactly the situation that King Zhao likes to see, firstly, these sects compete for favor with the imperial court, and secondly, they can clamp each other down.

This is a kind of stability in disguise, and these Jianghu forces all want to perform in front of King Zhao, so they are competing to perform.

An Zheng walked along the street all the way to the place where the lights were most dense. The streets were full of the elite of the Zhao army, and the soldiers wearing iron armor and sharp weapons walked on the street with a cold murderous aura.

These soldiers are very different, and each one doesn't seem to have their own feelings to show. Patrolling in such a bitter cold night, their faces were expressionless, and they could not see the slightest complaint.

The closer you get to the most densely lit places, the tighter the defenses. An Zheng noticed that there would be many cultivators stationed at each intersection, and the cultivators at each intersection did not belong to the same sect.

An Zheng suddenly understood, King Zhao is definitely a king who really knows how to control various forces. How simple and seemingly naïve a method is, but it can make these Jianghu sects fight for it.

King Zhao must have made a promise that the more powerful or loyal the sect is to the imperial court, the more it can stay closer to King Zhao. On the surface, this seems boring, and indeed childish. However, it really works, because those Jianghu sects will compare!

My subordinates are guarding the nearest place to King Zhao, where is your sect?

An Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, with Xiao Qidao's current ability, there was really no way to compete with King Zhao.

So when An Zheng looked less than two hundred meters away from the place where the lights were most dense, he changed his mind. He put away the Yaksha umbrella and showed his tracks directly on the street.

In just an instant, I heard an exclamation from the cultivators at the intersection not far away.

"What people!"

"Where did the junior come from, he actually dared to approach the forbidden area!"

"Who are you?!"

At least four or five practitioners discovered An Zheng at the same time, and then issued a warning at the same time. A moment later, at least seventeen or eighteen cultivators appeared from all around, instantly surrounding An Zheng. And farther away, the armor of the brigade began to gather in this direction. And in the big courtyard in the distance, a warning horn sounded.

An Zheng just stood there quietly looking at everything around him, and he didn't seem to have any fear at all. Those cultivators of the Zhao Kingdom were like a great enemy, and within a few minutes, no less than two hundred people had gathered, and the number of armor soldiers was even more staggering, and several nearby streets were blocked in a matter of minutes.

There were at least six or seven cultivators walking out of that compound quickly, and judging by their clothes, their status was not low. The oldest of these people seems to be around sixty years old, and the youngest is also forty or fifty years old, and they should all be the masters of various sects.

"Who the hell are you?"

The one who walked in front looked to be about sixty years old, but he was a strong and burly man, and he walked at a very large pace, and he looked like a man with a very quick temper.

"I'm An Zheng. ”

An Zheng's answer was simple and straightforward: "An Zheng of Yan Kingdom." ”

The old man's face obviously changed, because the name An Zheng was definitely not unfamiliar to Zhao Guo, a close neighbor of Yan Kingdom. Moreover, Su Qingnuan, the daughter of King Zhao and the queen mother of Yan Kingdom, died in the hands of this security struggle.

"You fanatic!"

The old man immediately became angry: "You are my Da Zhao's enemy, you dare to appear here!

An Zheng shook his head: "You don't have any momentum when you speak so loudly, and you are not at the forefront because you are the strongest and have the highest status, but because you want to express yourself in a hurry." So, even among these people who have come with you, you are also the lowest one, why should I say anything more to you, your level is not enough. ”

The old man was furious: "I'll abolish you first, and then arrest King Zhao!"

He lunged forward, raising his hand to grab An Zheng's throat.

But there was clearly a hesitation in his movements, for he was waiting for someone to stop him. But alas, who can get into the master of the sect is not the old fox? he thought that someone would stop him, but everyone was watching the fun. Since he was willing to be the first to test An Zheng's strength, how could the rest of the people stop him.

So at this moment, the old man regretted it a little.

An Zheng had a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth: "I want to make a move but don't dare, I want to be in the limelight but I don't have the confidence, even if a person like you is old, there is no higher way out." ”

The old man was cornered and could only make a move.

"Kill you to avenge my princess of Zhao Kingdom!"

A strong force gushed out from the old man's palm, and he had heard too many rumors about An Zheng, so he went all out as soon as he made a move, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

An Zheng just stood there quietly, not even moving. As soon as the old man made a move, he felt the strength of the other party from the cultivation power that rushed over, so he didn't take this person in his eyes at all. Judging from the power of cultivation, this old man is about the second grade of the Xiaoman Realm, and he is on par with An Zheng in the realm.

However, under the same realm, there is no need to care about Anzheng at all.

Pulling the cultivation power that looked like it could tear apart the mountain rocks in a rage hit An Zheng's body directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.

"I'm here to see King Zhao, and I don't want to do it. ”

An Zheng said lightly.

The old man said angrily: "You also said that you are not plotting against you, how do you know that King Zhao is here!"

He was unscathed under one move, and he didn't even move, how could he not be afraid of anger in his heart? So when he asked, he didn't have much confidence.

An Zheng glanced at him: "Idiot." ”

The old man paused for a moment, and suddenly understood, and immediately became angry. He knew he might not be a match for Anzheng, but now he had to keep shooting. was humiliated by An Zheng in front of so many people, if he endured it like this, then he would not be mixed up in the rivers and lakes in the future.

However, he had only raised his hand for the second time, and before he could perform his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness in his neck.

He was horrified to find that An Zheng was standing half a meter away from him, and An Zheng's left hand was holding his neck. But he didn't react at all just now, and now he is dead if An Zheng wants to.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, An Zheng lifted the old man up with one hand. He grabbed the old man's neck, the old man's blood couldn't run, he looked weak, and his body drooped like a big ball of noodles.

An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao and not to kill someone." If you think it's not okay to see King Zhao, I'll retreat and kill people. ”

He threw the old man out casually and flew directly two hundred meters away. The old man had not been able to regain his strength on the way that had flown over the two hundred meters. His qi and blood were sealed by An Zheng's cultivation power just now, and he really fell out.

With a bang, the old man's body slammed into the wall in the distance, directly embedded in it.

"Such a weak and idiot is not qualified to stand in front of me. ”

An Zheng looked at the remaining cultivators on the other side who were obviously of good status and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me, take a step forward." If you can't, please go and tell King Zhao, just say that Dayan and the first public security guards want to see him. ”

He pointed to the brightly lit spot in the distance: "If none of you want to say a word, I'll go myself." ”

After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.

"Bold!"

"Arrogance!"

Both of them shouted at the same time.

One was a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old and had a slender figure standing directly opposite An Zheng. It was already cold weather, and he still had a folding fan in his hand. Wearing a royal blue gown, he was a little more restrained and temperamental than the old man who shot before.

The other is an old man who has come from a distance. This old man is a little special because he is a eunuch. The clothes on his body have already announced his identity, and the old face full of femininity is even more disgusting.

"In the land of Da Zhao, how can you allow others to be presumptuous?!"

The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng angrily: "Even if you are the protector of the Yan Kingdom, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant guest. If you don't follow the rules, you are an enemy. Don't be so arrogant, if you call for wind and rain in Yan Kingdom, Zhao Kingdom doesn't need to give you much face. ”

An Zheng: "It's hard to say, but your qualifications are not enough." ”

The old eunuch's face was already very pale, but now his face was even paler.

He clasped his hands into fists: "The king's will, since An Guogong came from afar, of course I want to see it." However, my Da Zhao is a state of etiquette, and of course I have to welcome the original guests. Separate the two sides and see if An Guogong has the courage to walk over like this. If An Guogong dares, then the king is waiting for you in front. ”

As soon as he waved his hand, those cultivators immediately parted from each other, looking at An Zheng with fierce eyes.

There were cultivators standing on both sides, and their attitude was very clear, if they wanted to see King Zhao, they would fight all the way from this road!

An Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked forward.

That road was still a few hundred meters long, and there were dozens of cultivators at the Sect Master level standing on both sides!

"The road is a little shorter. ”

An Zheng said as he walked: "It makes me feel that there is no one in Zhao Kingdom." ”

In an instant, everyone's faces were white, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng's hands right now.