"Can you prove it?" Seeing that no one agreed, Yi Yang asked calmly again. However, in this voice, the tone was vaguely more aggressive.

The generals are silent, and no one recognizes them!

"Since the generals don't recognize it, then I have no choice but to show the power of the king's sword, so that you can distinguish it well. ”

Yi Yang said coldly, his sharp gaze swept over the generals on the stage one by one, and then under the unexplained gaze of everyone, he suddenly stepped into the air, his body soared into the sky, and he rushed into the void like electricity. Immediately, everyone saw him holding the sword in both hands and holding the king's sword high above the top. Immediately after that, a terrifying momentum burst out, and the majestic power poured into the King's Sword like a flood.

"Kill!"

The fierce shouts were like thunder, Yi Yang's hands sank slightly, and the king's sword slashed down suddenly. Suddenly, the void thundered, and the king's sword was mighty, and a terrifying sword light as bright as a long rainbow suddenly pierced the sky, slashing towards the generals on the platform.

The rumbling sound was turbulent, the void collapsed inch by inch, the sky seemed to be shattered by the sword light, and the terrifying coercion was released.

"Get out of the way!" everyone was terrified, and they all stepped across the void, and shot out towards the outside of the point, dodging far away. In the face of that terrifying sword light, no one in the audience dared to resist. The divine power of the king's sword is in awe even for king-level figures.

Boom!

The sword light fell, and the Dianjiangtai was divided into two, and a deep bottomless sword mark ravine spread in the Dianjiangtai, like a cliff abyss, deep and terrifying.

Above the void, all the generals looked down together, seeing the deep sword marks, no one dared to squeak, all of them looked solemn, and they looked like they had palpitations. Obviously, Yi Yang's sudden sword suppressed many people, making them all feel frightened.

This is a madman, a madman who is reckless of all the consequences!

Everyone can see that Yi Yang is definitely a ruthless character who is not afraid of things. If you don't say the right thing, you draw your sword.

In an instant, everyone raised their heads again, looked up at the sky, and saw that Yi Yang, who was standing in the void, also slowly put away the king's sword. The blade of the sword entered the sheath, the divine power disappeared, and the edge was suddenly swept away.

At this moment, Yi Yang's gaze swept again, sweeping over the generals one by one. However, his gaze was no longer as aggressive as it had just now, and he had regained his initial calm.

"Can you now tell the authenticity of the King's Sword?" a calm voice resounded throughout the audience. When everyone heard this, no one dared to ignore it, and they all looked solemn and solemn.

Obviously, the hearts of all the generals have been thoroughly stated and have chosen to acquiesce.

Seeing this, Gan Xiong's old face kept changing, sometimes green, sometimes black, which can be described as extremely exciting.

"Old Marshal Gan, do you still have any objections?" Yi Yang turned his gaze and asked as he looked at Gan Xiong, who had a blue face. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the audience froze, and everyone turned their heads to look at Gan Xiong, who was blushing with a blue face.

Suddenly, Yi Yang was suppressing with power, intending to crush Gan Xiong's prestige in one fell swoop, so that he would regain power step by step in the years to come.

Hearing Yi Yang's voice, Gan Xiong's eyes flickered, and his luster fluctuated. Obviously, he also understood Yi Yang's thoughts, and he secretly hated it in his heart at this time.

"The sword of the king is extraordinary, and Ben Shuai naturally knows it. But ......" Gan Xiong replied with a cold face, but halfway through the words, he turned his edge, glared at Yi Yang coldly and angrily and reprimanded: "You are a nobody, you dare to use force in front of my Mobei generals, offend the majesty of my Mobei, do you know that you have committed a capital crime?"

Brush!

When the crowd heard this, they were all shocked, and Gan Xiong's words undoubtedly did not want to let Yi Yang go, and intended to use this as an excuse to suppress him. To use force in front of the generals of Mobei, even the people of the imperial court categorically did not dare.

If Yi Yang confirms this crime, the result can be imagined. After all, at this time, he has not fully proved his identity, and the generals have not yet recognized his status as the descendant of Queen Yan.

"Hahaha, the old marshal is really good at telling jokes, how have I ever used force in front of the generals? How can I offend the majesty of Mobei?" Hearing Ganxiong's words, Yi Yang was not afraid at all, but laughed and said: "If the marshal is talking about my previous actions, then I have to defend myself." All the soldiers and civilians of Mobei present in the previous events are obvious to all, and I am just showing the generals the power of the King's Sword, so that you can clearly distinguish the authenticity of the King's Sword. ”

Speaking of this, Yi Yang paused slightly, then looked at Gan Xiong playfully, and then said: "Besides, I didn't offend anyone in the previous scene, except for the old marshal's some loss of face, the other generals are all safe and sound." ”

"Of course, if the marshal really reproaches me for offending the majesty of Mobei, then I have to admit that I really offended the prestige of the marshal before. Yi Yang smiled indifferently, stepped sideways, looked directly at Gan Xiong, and then said: "However, can the face of the old marshal represent the entire Mobei? Or in the heart of the old marshal, he thinks that he can represent Mobei, and even, the marshal already considers himself the lord of Mobei?"

"Marshal Gan, are you trying to tell me that you already want to be the king of the desert north, and the whole world of the desert north will be replaced by you alone?"

"Yes or no?"

Yi Yang's words were sharp, and every sentence of persecution made Ganxiong stunned, and he never came back to his senses for a short time.

When everyone in the audience heard this, they were all amazed, and then their eyes that looked at Gan Xiong again completely changed.

"Nonsense, this is pure slander!"

Gan Xiong reprimanded angrily, and a majestic aura came out, full of rolling and terrifying coercion, and at this moment he was also completely enraged by Yi Yang's repeated provocations.

Yi Yang was persecuted everywhere, and he was persecuted step by step, which obviously did not intend to be kind to him. Therefore, if Yi Yang really confirmed his identity and became the son of King Yan, I am afraid that his situation will be extremely bad in the future, and the result will be very miserable.

"I can't let this kid succeed, absolutely not!" Gan Xiong's heart was secretly firm, and his eyes became deeper when he looked at Yi Yang again. This boy is extremely cunning, and there must be no more contempt.

"Boy, since you have proved the authenticity of the King's Sword, then now this marshal, as the generalissimo of the three armies in Mobei, orders you to return the King's Sword and let my King's War Sword return to the King's arms. Gan Xiong glanced at Yi Yang coldly, looked at the King's Sword and said. At this point, he was clearly trying to change the subject, and if he continued to argue the previous topic to the end, he might lose badly.

Hearing Gan Xiong's voice, Yi Yang naturally understood what the former meant, but he didn't care at all, but glanced at Gan Xiong with some playful and sarcastic, and said: "Old guy, Lao Tzu respects the old and loves the young before he calls you a marshal, you are really fucking at ease?

Brush!

In an instant, everyone in the audience was stunned, and they all turned their heads to look at Yi Yang incredulously. What did he just say? How dare he scold the old marshal for being a thing?

At this time, not to mention the military and civilians outside the field, even the Mobei generals on the general platform, as well as Yan Yi's eighteen cavalry, were all stunned for a moment. Yi Yang's words were too sharp, and he slapped his face unabashedly, which was completely undisguised in his eyes.

"Hahaha, the young master scolded well! The old man really said that he was fat and he gasped. If he doesn't pee and take pictures of himself, what kind of thing is he?" Yan Qi slapped his hands fiercely, lest the world clap his hands in chaos.

Not only Yan Qi, but also Yan San, Yan Ba, Yan Jiu, Yan Thirteen, and Yan Fifteen, who had suffered with Yi Yang, also smiled, and there was obvious praise on their faces.

"Bastard, do you know who you're talking to?" Gan Xiong's face turned pale, and he glared at Yi Yang with murderous anger, and roared coldly.

The voice rolled up, and many generals standing behind Gan Xiong scattered one after another, walking towards the four sides without a trace, with a posture of encirclement and killing.

Others have no doubt that if Gan Xiong gives an order at this time, they are afraid that these generals are very likely to rush up and kill them in an instant, and then break Yi Yang's body into thousands of pieces.

Yi Yang noticed it, glanced at the corner of his eye, and then looked at Yan Yi Eighteen Horsemen, but saw that although the latter and the others looked indifferent, there was already a fierce force quietly gathering under their feet.

The eighteen horsemen of Yan Yi are also ready to fight at all times, and they will not let Gan Xiong and the others succeed easily.

After a glance, Yi Yang looked at Gan Xiong again, and when the latter's eyes were full of murderous aura that were almost substantial, he sneered indifferently: "Who are you talking to? Hey, if I hadn't mentioned it, I'd have thought it was a wild dog barking somewhere. ”

"Presumptuous!" Gan Xiong was furious, and he shouted coldly.

However, Yi Yang didn't dare to show weakness, he stepped forward one step, looked at Gan Xiong angrily, and shouted in a thunderous voice: "You are presumptuous!"

"I am the descendant of Queen Yan, and I am the veritable heir of King Yan. It is only by inheriting the authority of my father that you have achieved what you have today. But you, old thing, not only do you not know gratitude, but you make things difficult for me everywhere and prevent me from inheriting my father's will. He even arranged a killer behind his back, intending to intercept me outside. ”

"Ganxiong, tell me, who is presumptuous?"

Yi Yang's shouting this time had already cast a divine dragon roaring in the sky, and the rolling shouts were like a dragon roaring, which had already spread in all directions, resounding throughout the entire Yandu, and clearly reaching the ears of hundreds of Mobei soldiers and civilians.

"Nonsense, this marshal is the generalissimo of the three armies appointed by King Yan, and he has the name of commanding the three armies of Mobei. In order to protect the will of King Yan, it is natural for Ben Shuai to do his best. Moreover......" was reprimanded by Yi Yang for a while, but Gan Xiong was not defeated, but was shocked, and retorted: "You kid is just a nobody, and he appeared in my Mobei Yandu for some reason, and then he self-righteously insisted that you are the descendant of Queen Yan." Hmph, you're afraid you're too naïve!"

"Are you trying to say that I'm a hypocrite?" Yi Yang sneered, his eyes becoming even more gloomy.

"Who can know if it is fake without verification? But if you keep saying that you are the descendant of Queen Yan, then please also show your evidence to prove that you are the identity of the descendant of Queen Yan. Otherwise, I will not allow you to interfere in the affairs of the three counties in Mobei. Gan Xiong said coldly, and a pair of pressing eyes also had a chilling killing beat.

"So, can't my face prove my identity?I'm the same as my father, isn't this the best evidence?" Yi Yang stepped out, pointing to his face and laughing coldly.

Hearing Yi Yang's voice, everyone in the audience looked at Yi Yang's appearance, and then looked at the statue of King Yan behind the stage again. suddenly found that the faces of the two were surprisingly consistent, as if they were portrayed in a mold.

"It's so like!"

"He is really the same as King Yan, and even exactly what King Yan looked like when he was young. The nose, the eyes, the lips, and the contour of the face are all the same. ”

However, his temper was much more arrogant than that of King Yan back then. is a little less stable than King Yan back then, but a little more fearless. ”

After some comparison, the crowd immediately discussed, and they all agreed with Yi Yang's identity. After all, that face is so similar that people who are similar can't tell what's different.

Listening to the discussions of many soldiers and civilians in the audience, Gan Xiong's brows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and his eyes flashed slightly, with a little cold glint flashing.

"Hmph, there are a lot of imposters in this world, and there are countless disguise techniques and ways to change the world. It's not a big deal to change the face. Gan Xiong said coldly disapprehantly, and suddenly many well-intentioned people noticed the taste in his words.

"As early as many years ago, there were people who came to Mobei, claiming to be the descendants of King Yan, and that guy also had a face exactly the same as King Yan. Hehe, but later, thanks to the marshal's discernment, he saw through the man's disguise, thus preserving the will of King Yan. As soon as Gan Xiong's voice fell, Fu Yi behind him suddenly stepped out, and a smile swept through the audience with a smile.

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed slightly, and many determined eyes were also indifferent in an instant.

The will of King Yan can not tolerate everyone being sloppy.

"Hehe, the big guys are all understanding people, and my Mobei soldiers and civilians have also experienced. May I ask you, everyone has traveled from south to north for many years, in addition to twin brothers, have you ever seen such a father and son?" Seeing the change in the expressions of many people, Fu Yi suddenly smiled even more, and talked while he was smiling.

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience changed color one after another, and suddenly realized the meaning.

Listening to Fu Yi's meaning, it was obvious that Yi Yang was very likely to modify Yi Yang's appearance, so that he would be exactly the same as King Yan.

Yi Yang heard Fu Yi's words, and looked up, just in time to meet the latter's peaceful and faint eyes. The two looked at each other slightly, and there was a cold glint in each other's eyes.

Fu Yi interjected at this time, instantly breaking Yi Yang's intentions, which made Yi Yang's heart naturally a little unhappy. But at the same time, he also became wary of this seemingly gentle middle-aged scholar. was able to break his intentions in a few words, and quickly provoked the suspicion of the military and civilians in Mobei, it was obvious that this was a thoughtful person.

However, in the face of Fu Yi's winning smile, Yi Yang's face was not shocked at all, but was extremely calm, and even looked at Gan Xiong with a smile in his eyes, as if he was not discouraged by the other party's provocation.

"Since you think that the appearance is different, then you can't help but question the bloodline, right?"

Blood?

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and they all looked up at Yi Yang, wanting to see what the latter said. But seeing Yi Yang's hand shake casually, the king's sword that he hung on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath again, and then he raised his hand and threw it, and gently poured it down.

When the battle sword fell, I heard Yi Yang's indifferent voice coming: "The sword of the king was my father's battle sword back then, and he sealed this sword with blood when he was defeated. Now, except for people of the same bloodline, it is impossible for anyone else to use this sword. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Gan Xiong and the others cast questioning glances one after another, obviously not believing what Yi Yang said.

"This sword is what you say. Fu Yi smiled coldly.

"Of course, if any of you don't believe me, draw the sword of the king. And if any of you can restore the power of the sword, then what I say is false, and you will treat me as a hypocrite. Yi Yang glanced at Fu Yi indifferently and said.

"Really?" Fu Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, turned her head to look at Gan Xiong, and then looked at Yi Yang again and asked.

"Try it!" Yi Yang nodded indifferently.

Suddenly, everyone on Ganxiong's side began to discuss, and including Ganxiong, couldn't help but hesitate. They looked at Yi Yang's look of victory, and there was a feeling of apprehension in each other's hearts.

"Thunder Tiger, you go!" After muttering for a while, Gan Xiong turned his head to look at the person behind him, who was the commander of the Thunder Army who had provoked Yan Yi's eighteen horsemen.

Lei Hu answered, walked out of the team, and strode towards the King's Sword. Walking through one step, he didn't stop until he was in front of the king, and took a deep breath, Lei Hu's movements were a little gentle, as if he was apprehensive.

In the face of the terrifying sword of the King's Sword, even if the Thunder Tiger was strong, he did not dare to master it easily. The sword has a spirit, and if it is eaten back, I am afraid that even the thunder tiger will be in danger. Therefore, Gan Xiong asked Deleihu to come forward, instead of doing it himself.

With Lei Hu's movements, everyone in the audience held their breath, and they couldn't take their eyes off each other, staring at Dianjiangtai with a solemn expression, paying attention to Lei Hu's movements.

"Wait!"

However, when he saw that Lei Hu's palm was about to touch the Sword of the King, Yi Yang suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"What?" everyone raised their heads in unison and looked at Yi Yang with puzzled eyes.

"Are you scared, do you want to regret it?" Gan Xiong suddenly sneered, and his pale eyes were full of cruelty.