Outside Tianyang City, a team of more than 300 people was slowly driving towards the Wendao Academy not far from Tianyang City.

Legend has it that Wendao Academy is the place where the Tianyang Sage studied, so even if it was established outside the city, there was still no one who dared to go and offend.

There is only one carriage in the team, at this moment, Ye Wanjun and the three elders are sitting in the carriage, there are no outsiders, the current Ye Wanjun does not have the slightest imperial demeanor, looking at the expressionless three elders, Ye Wanjun smiled and asked: "Elder Ye Changqing, how far has our power expanded over there in Baiyun Mountain?"

Since he has been busy with the pilgrimage festival these days, Ye Wanjun has not returned to Yejia Village for several days, and he only knows a rough idea of the current development of the Ye family.

Ye Changqing glanced at him lightly, just nodded slightly, and said, "It's okay!"

Not bad?

Ye Wanjun was speechless, no longer beating around the bush, and said directly: "I said Uncle Lobby, you have been vague when you are old, you can sue me, how many heaven-level martial artists the Ye family has now, can you?"

Indeed, in terms of generation, Ye Changqing and Ye Yiyun are cousins, that is, Ye Wanjun's cousin. In fact, most of the people of the Ye family now, except for Ye Yiming's lineage, are mostly related to each other, and it is precisely because of this that the unity of the Ye family is extremely amazing.

Elder Ye Changqing glanced at Ye Wanjun helplessly, and sighed with some puzzlement in his heart, alas, I don't know, why did the old master choose Wan Jun, the kid, to be the monarch of Tianyang Kingdom, instead of Wan Teng, who was steady and meticulous?

Elder Ye Changqing naturally didn't know that although Ye Wanjun was inferior to his eldest brother Ye Wanteng in some aspects, Ye Wanjun was a very shrewd person, and he couldn't be more suitable for this monarch who dealt with many people.

Although he was a little helpless, Ye Changqing still spoke: "Our Ye family now has ......"

Rumble!

Suddenly, a loud bang interrupted Ye Changqing's words, and then the entire team stopped.

What's going on?

The four people in the carriage looked at each other and wondered.

"Rush!"

At this moment, there was a sudden shout, coming from a distance, the faces of the four people in the carriage all changed, Ye Wanjun directly opened the door and looked out.

At this moment, the carriage had already stopped in a small valley, which was a suitable place for ambush, but Ye Wanjun never thought that someone would dare to ambush him in Tianyang Kingdom, especially not far from Tianyang City, the capital of Tianyang Kingdom.

Just by looking at it, Ye Wanjun found that there were no less than five hundred people, and what surprised him the most was that judging from the momentum of these people, these more than five hundred people turned out to be prefecture-level cultivators.

With a number of five hundred earth-level martial artists, there is such a team in Tianyang City, and he, the monarch of Tianyang Kingdom, doesn't even know?

These more than 500 people surrounded Ye Wanjun's team, and they didn't move, as if they were waiting for some order, and because the other party was too numerous and all of them were ground-level martial artists, Ye Wanjun's team didn't dare to act rashly.

The two sides are fighting each other like this!

At the highest point of the small valley, there were several people watching the scene below the valley, led by Yu Mingkang and Cheng Baili.

"I didn't expect that there would be so many ground-level martial artists in the family, which surprised Prince Ben!" Looking at the five hundred prefecture-level martial artists, Yu Mingkang was a little surprised.

Originally, at the beginning, Yu Mingkang's meaning was to directly let seventy heaven-level martial artists rush forward to fight quickly, but Cheng Baili said that he had other plans, and he didn't expect Cheng Baili to come to this hand.

Five hundred prefecture-level martial artists! Even if it was their prefecture-level martial artists in the Yang Kingdom, there were only nearly a thousand. And this has only been developed in recent years, if it was a few years ago in Yuyang Kingdom, it would have been very good if there were three or four hundred prefecture-level martial artists.

Looking at the scene below the small valley, Yu Mingkang's face was cloudy.

Cheng Baili smiled when he saw this, and said: "Second Prince, don't look at me, although there are many ground-level martial artists, these more than 500 ground-level martial artists are all born by my father with some secret medicines, although they are ground-level martial artists, but their actual combat power is far from that of real ground-level martial artists, and they will be in this realm for life." ”

"Oh! I see!" After listening to Cheng Baili's explanation, Yu Mingkang looked down, the team of five hundred people at a glance, sensed it slightly, and sensed the breath of these people, although they were all in the realm of ground-level martial artists, but their breath fluctuated, just as Cheng Baili said, the actual combat power could not be compared with the real ground-level martial artists at all.

Yu Mingkang's heart was relieved, and then he smiled at Cheng Baili and said: "Haha! Even so, this team is very amazing, worthy of being the prince of Cheng!

Cheng Baili smiled and didn't speak, and then looked at the bottom of the valley, but his mind was active.

If it weren't for the heaven-level martial artists of my family, not as many as you in Yu Yang Kingdom, my father would not have sent out these shadow troops of more than 500 people.

Forget it, anyway, these people are of limited use, and it is extremely cost-effective to exchange them for a few heaven-level martial artists, so it's a big deal to wait for this big thing to come to fruition, so that my father can cultivate more.

And the lives of more than 500 people should make Yu Mingkang no longer have any doubts, right?

These more than 500 people are actually the shadow troops cultivated by Cheng Wangye, as Cheng Baili said, in order to make these people become prefecture-level martial artists, Cheng Wangye spent a lot of money to refine secret medicines, and use secret medicines to generate ground-level martial artists, these people not only have no hope of breaking through for life, but even their lives are only about five years left.

In Wang Ye's opinion, these more than 500 ground-level martial artists are not as important as the five heaven-level martial artists under him, in order to make Yu Yangguo trust, even if these more than 500 ground-level martial artists are all dead, Wang Ye Cheng will not frown.

On the other side of the small valley, at this moment, Prince Cheng was taking more than 20 people, looking at the situation under the small valley, and then looked at Yu Mingkang's side, and sneered in his heart: This king wants to see, how do you wash this black pot in Yu Yangguo!

But what Prince Cheng didn't know was that a few hundred meters behind him, there was a team of more than 20 people, who were watching what happened in this small valley, whether it was the confrontation of hundreds of people under the small valley, or the place where Yu Mingkang and Cheng Baili led the team, or even the hidden place of Cheng Wangye, they were all clearly seen by this team.

This team of more than 20 people, to be precise, is a team of twenty-one heaven-level martial artists, and the leader is that Yu Yan, as for the twenty people behind him, if they are seen by Lord Cheng, they will definitely be shocked for nine days.

Because this team of twenty-one people turned out to be all late-stage heaven-level martial artists, and several of them were at the peak of the late-stage heaven-level realm, Yu Yan, who was the leader, exuded an invisible aura all over his body, and bursts of powerful aura fluctuated in this small place.

This was a sign that he was about to enter the Heavenly Realm, and compared to a month ago, this Yu Yan was even more powerful.

No wonder this group of twenty people has been separated by two or three meters from Yu Yan's position recently, if it weren't for Yu Yan's deliberate suppression, I'm afraid that his momentum alone would make others unbearable.

After looking at it for a while, a heaven-level peak martial artist stepped forward with some difficulty, bowed down and said to Yan: "Elder Yan, that Cheng Haoze looks sneaky, according to his subordinates, he definitely doesn't have any good intentions, should we?"

Saying that, this heaven-level peak martial artist made a movement to wipe his neck.

"Hmph!" Yu Yan glanced in the direction of the prince, snorted coldly, and then smiled gloomily, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, let them go, let's watch for a while, and then wait for Cheng Haoze to think that victory is in sight, we will appear in front of him again, isn't it wonderful?"

"Yes, my subordinates understand!"

Yu Yan's laughter made this heaven-level peak martial artist shudder, and immediately responded, took a step back and returned to the team, without saying more.

Looking at the small valley, Yu Yan felt a sense of relief in his heart, and the feeling of being in control of a qiē was really wonderful!

Controlling a qiē?

Are you sure?