With such a secret thought in his heart, Yi Yang suddenly settled down, sat on the ground, and quietly looked forward to the final result.

I don't know how long it took, maybe the devouring power in the war sword had reached the extreme, and finally the devouring power disappeared, and the war sword fell off from Yi Yang's palm. At the same time, the power of the blood veins in his body also calmed down. It's just that the power of the bloodline at this time is as thin as clear water, and it is no longer as thick and viscous as before.

"There will be no accidents!" Yi Yangqiang comforted himself, and then held the battle sword in his hand, and the power of the Xianyuan in his body continued to pour into the battle sword, intending to investigate the situation inside the battle sword. However, when his pre-primal power touched the battle sword, suddenly an invisible wave flickered on the surface of the battle sword, isolating Yi Yang's pre-primordial power from invading.

"This ......" Yi Yang couldn't help but be dumbfounded, could it be that this guy had eaten and drunk enough, so he left him like this?

As soon as the stunned thought in his heart fell, the battle sword surged again, and a gentle force suddenly fed back from the battle sword, instantly pouring into his veins through Yi Yang's palm. That gentle power dissolved into the power of the bloodline, and then Yi Yang was shocked to find that the power of his originally thin bloodline was actually slowly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly returning to its original state, and gradually condensing.

"Sure enough, I knew it wouldn't be a disaster!" Yi Yang let out a long sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the sword would devour the power of his bloodline and make him a waste from now on.

The power of the bloodline is Yi Yang's biggest hole card and foundation today, not only about Yi Yang's strength, but also about his potential and talent. If the power of the bloodline is damaged, his strength and talent will be greatly weakened.

Therefore, Yi Yang couldn't lose the power of the bloodline at all.

Fortunately, the sword was unharmed, and the gentle power that fed back quickly replenished the power of his bloodline. However, under Yi Yang's joy, the gentle power was still endless, constantly washing the bloodline, so that the power of Yi Yang's bloodline gradually increased and condensed, and it was several times stronger than before.

It wasn't until the blood veins in the body were more than twice as thick that the gentle force was completely extinguished and disappeared without a trace. At this time, Yi Yang only felt that the strength in his body had increased several times, and his flesh and blood were filled with a full sense of power.

Inexplicably, Yi Yang had an impulse, if he was fighting that golden armor battle puppet, he would definitely not be as embarrassed as he was at the beginning.

After feeling the situation in his body for a moment, Yi Yang was overjoyed, and then he found that with the disappearance of that gentle power, he and the war sword actually had a feeling of blood connection, as if the war sword was one of his limbs, which could make him like an arm.

As early as when he first held the King's Sword, Yi Yang felt a trace of throbbing from the battle sword, which was a throbbing between the blood, an inexplicable attraction. At that time, he had some speculation, but because he didn't understand, he suppressed his doubts.

It wasn't until he infected the blade with blood and washed the sword with the power of blood that he finally succeeded in breaking the seal of the sword and felt a familiar aura from it. ――Yi Tao's breath, or it should belong to Yi Tao's bloodline breath.

Therefore, at that moment, Yi Yang dared to confidently say that he could break the seal of the war sword, and guaranteed that he was the only one who could use the power of the war sword. This is precisely because the battle sword has that Yi Tao's bloodline breath, which is connected to Yi Yang's bloodline.

Until before, when Yi Yang drew his sword for the second time, after his power poured into the battle sword, he once again hooked the spirituality of the war sword, so that the spiritual stimulation of the battle sword woke up the blood breath that belonged to Yi Tao. Then the blood breath became restless, conveying the longing emotion to Yi Yang.

Because of this, after Yi Yang hurriedly slashed out a sword, he rushed back to the palace in a panic, thus hurriedly isolating Yan Yi's eighteen horsemen.

It wasn't until Yi Yang's bloodline power was swallowed by the war sword before, and after it fused with the bloodline breath that belonged to Yi Tao, that his bloodline power was able to break through and truly control this war sword, this sword of the king.

It can be said that Yi Yang has this blessed source, and everything is the blessing left by Yi Tao, the king of Yan.

"It seems that my father had already calculated that I would come to look for his deeds at an early age, and that I would be able to obtain his sword, so he left this favor back in the early years, so that I could grow up faster. Yi Yang thought about it, and he understood Yi Tao's heart. At the same time, his heart was beating fiercely, and he suddenly remembered what Taizu had told him about the wonderful use of the power of the bloodline.

"Could it be that the power of the same bloodline can be fused with each other?" Thinking of this, Yi Yang couldn't help but be shocked. It's no wonder that those ancient great forces all have bloodline inheritance sacrifices, maybe it's because of the integration of the same bloodline?

Thinking of this, Yi Yang's heart couldn't help but burn, and he didn't know if the Yi family had this kind of similar bloodline inheritance? If that was the case, his strength would also be able to soar all the way to the peak.

The thought flickered, but it was also extinguished in an instant. Not to mention the rebellion of this bloodline inheritance, its rarity must be rare. It's just that the power of those bloodlines in the Yi family can withstand his fusion, and how many bloodlines are needed to make his bloodlines evolve to the extreme.

Moreover, whether there will be sequelae of the bloodline inheritance, Yi Yang is still unknown.

Therefore, the thought flashed away, and Yi Yang stopped chattering. Standing up, he put his sword in his sheath and walked toward the temple gate. I was in a hurry all the way before, and I didn't have time to explain to Yan Yi Eighteen Horsemen.

opened the door of the hall, and sure enough, I saw that Yan Yi's eighteen horsemen were all standing at the door with anxious expressions, all of them anxious and worried. It wasn't until Yi Yang pulled the door out that everyone breathed a sigh of relief and relief.

"Young master, nothing happened, right?" Boss Yan stepped forward and asked, his tone full of concern.

"I had an understanding just now, so I didn't have time to say hello in a hurry, which made the commanders worried. Yi Yang smiled and said, Yan Yi Eighteen Riding was completely relieved.

"It's good that the young master is fine!" Boss Yan smiled, and then said: "Young master, all the generals of Yan Yijun have come to Yandu Wangfu now, you see...... Would you like to summon me?"

"Yan Yijun, is it reliable?" Yi Yang groaned and asked with a frown.

"Yan Yijun may have rebels, but Yan Yijun's generals will not. Because they are all brothers who first accompanied King Yan all the way through many swords, mountains and fires, they have shared hardships and lived and died together. Boss Yan said in a deep voice, which made De Yi Yang's heart tremble slightly, he knew that what he asked before was reckless, which made Boss Yan resist.

"I'm sorry, I was abrupt!"

Under the guidance of Boss Yan, Yi Yang followed Yan Yi Eighteen Cavalry and soon came to a side hall in the backyard of the palace. A relatively secluded side hall, which is on the side of the palace, is in charge of Yan Yijun in ten days.

Walking into the side hall, Yi Yang raised his eyes and saw that dozens of generals of different strengths had already gathered in the hall. These generals are all quite old, and they are in their forties. But what is different is that they all have a strong iron and blood aura, and they have the power to kill.

This is the killing trend condensed after countless killings over the years, they are all soldiers who have fought thousands of battles, and they are used to seeing life and death.

Yi Yang walked into the side hall and looked at the crowd one by one, and then in the middle of the crowd, he unexpectedly saw a person. It was Mo Yi he had met in the academy.

"Why are you here?" Yi Yangton was surprised, and stepped forward to ask Mo Yi.

"Yan Yijun centurion Mo Yi, meet the young master!" Mo Yi suddenly clenched his hands into fists, his expression respectful.

"Are you Yan Yijun's person?" Yi Yang was suddenly stunned.

"Young master, Mo Yi is my adopted son many years ago, and he practiced with me in Yandang Mountain. It wasn't until the young master was born that I asked him to go to the Imperial Academy in disguise to find your traces. At this time, Boss Yan stepped forward and explained.

"No wonder this is the case, I said, how can such a cold person follow me for no reason. Yi Yang suddenly realized, stretched out his hand and punched Mo Yi heavily, and said with a smile: "You guy is really hiding deep enough." ”

Mo Yi smiled when he heard this, his expression was scornful.

"How about it? Why don't you join me and be my personal guard?" Yi Yang hesitated, looked at Mo Yi with a smile and asked.

"This ......" Mo Yi glanced at Boss Yan, and it was difficult to answer for a while.

"If you want to go, let's go, see what I do?" Boss Yan suddenly reprimanded angrily, which made De Moyi's expression relieved, and he nodded suddenly.

"Then you will be my chief of the guard in the future!" Yi Yang had no scruples, patted Mo Yi's shoulder, and said, "Go, follow me!"

Suddenly, Mo Yi followed behind Yi Yang, and the two of them walked straight to the first seat in the hall under the escort of Yan Yi's eighteen horsemen. Seeing this, dozens of Yan Yijun generals came down one after another.

"Meet the young master!"

The loud voice converged into thunder, resounding inside and outside the side hall, like a direct shock to the sky, and the sound was mighty in the sky.

"Generals are exempt!" Suddenly being greeted by many generals, Yi Yang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and the body that had just sat down hurriedly stood up again, waving his hand to signal everyone to straighten up.

"Commander Yan, you might as well introduce me to these old brothers of my father. Everyone sat down in order, and Yi Yang immediately looked at Boss Yan and said. The affectionate title made all the generals feel moved, and they suddenly felt quite useful.

Yi Yang's words are obviously very capable of winning people's hearts!

When Boss Yan heard this, he also immediately understood, and then stepped forward, stood in front of the side of the first seat, and pointed to the people sitting in the hall one by one to introduce Yi Yang in detail. Regardless of name, strength, or position, they are all carefully detailed, so that Deyi Yang can take all the information of everyone into his mind.

"Thanks to the love of your uncles and generals, Yi Yang was able to inherit his father's legacy. Here, Yi Yang thanked all the uncles and generals, and also looked forward to creating more brilliance with your uncles and generals in the coming years, and spreading the will of his father to the peak. ”

After being introduced, Yi Yang immediately got up, hugged his fists and faced everyone, and said loudly in a heavy voice.

"The young master is majestic, and he will last forever!"

Boss Yan suddenly raised his arms and shouted, dozens of generals got up one after another, and responded loudly, and the fierce voice resounded through Yiduan, shaking the entire Yandu Palace.

The interaction gradually made each other familiar with each other, and narrowed the relationship between Yi Yang and the generals. At the same time, it also made Yan Yi Eighteen Riders slowly regain their hearts, and gradually looked at Yi Yang differently.

After a while, the excitement subsided.

Then Yi Yangan sat in the first place, listened carefully to the generals' reports on the events of recent years, and gave Yi Yang a general introduction to the situation in Mobei and the recent situation of Yan Yijun. In this way, Yi Yang gradually began to understand the situation he was in now.

From the mouths of the generals, Yi Yang really understood that Ganxiong's development in the past ten years can be described as extremely rapid. In addition to the high-ranking cadres of the Yan Yi Army, many officers and soldiers of the three armies in Mobei were bought and surrendered by him.

It can be said that among the many high-level people in Mobei, the people who are willing to follow Ganxiong are afraid that they only occupy two-thirds, and less than one-third of those who still stubbornly believe in King Yan, and many of the remaining people choose to wait and see, and the two do not help each other.

Therefore, in the past ten years, Yan Yijun's situation has not been easy, and Yan Yijun, who does not have Yan Yi's eighteen cavalry, cannot hinder Ganxiong's ambitions at all. Therefore, in the case of Ganxiong's authority gradually expanding, there were also many sergeants in the 300,000 Yan Yi army who turned against each other and constantly favored Ganxiong.

It wasn't until half a year ago that Yan Yi's eighteen cavalry returned and suppressed it with a strong posture, which made Yan Yi's army gradually stable. It once lasted until a few days ago, and Boss Yan eliminated those unstable factors, so that the generals of the Yan Yi Army completely took care of it.

With the power of Boss Yan's king-level figure, it still takes so long to stabilize the situation, it is enough to imagine what the supreme level of influence Gan Xiong has reached in Mobei. If Yi Yang returns a few years later, or if Yan Yi Eighteen Cavalry continues to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, I am afraid that the entire Mobei will soon become Ganxiong's bag.

At that time, even if King Yan returns, I am afraid that I will not be able to reverse the situation.

"It seems that I underestimated Ganxiong!" Yi Yang let out a long breath, secretly solemn in his heart. At this time, he had a clear understanding of Ganxiong and knew how powerful Ganxiong was. Today, he was able to resist from Ganxiong's oppression, but I am afraid that it was also because the latter was afraid of the Yan Wang lineage and Yan Yi's eighteen horses.

If Gan Xiong had the ability to suppress Yan Yi's eighteen horsemen, then no matter how much Yi Yang spoke today, he would never be able to change Gan Xiong's momentum of dominating the guests.

Moreover, although the situation was reversed today, it was harmless, after all, the combat effectiveness of the Guards Army could not be compared to the Yan Yi Army and the Thunder Army, which was dispensable for Gan Xiong.

Thinking of this, Yi Yang's heart became heavier and heavier. He suddenly understood that the reason why Gan Xiong regressed today was not because he was afraid of his identity, or because he had developed some arrogant temperament. On the contrary, it is more like moving for the sake of planning, avoiding the edge for the time being.

In his heart, Yi Yang suddenly raised his head, and looked at Yan Lao Dao with a deep gaze: "Commander Yan, I need your help." "Young master, please command!" Boss Yan immediately responded in a deep voice when he heard this. "Twenty centurions and ten centurions from Yan Yi's army, I need their strength!"

"Tomorrow afternoon, I will let them arrive and let the young master send them!"

Listening to Yi Yang's request, Boss Yan replied without thinking about it, so that the former felt a little at ease.

"In addition, Mo Yi, after the transfer of military power of the Guards, you will temporarily take the position of deputy commander, and select people who can be used to form a pro-guard. Can you have confidence?" Yi Yang said as he looked at Mo Yi again.

"I will definitely complete the mission!" Mo Yi assured with an oath.

Yi Yang was relieved at this time, and he and Zhu would continue to talk about the Mobei military.

It wasn't until late evening that a noisy sound came from outside the side hall, and a sergeant hurried in.

"Report, the marshal has sent someone to meet the young master!" the sergeant reported urgently.

"Let him in!" Yi Yang waved his hand and signaled.

The sergeant took the order, and a man from outside the side hall walked in with light steps. He glanced up at Yi Yang, then his gaze swept over the generals in the hall, and then he hugged his fists slightly, and said, "I came to invite the prince to talk about it on the order of the marshal." ”

"Bold, why don't you worship when you see the young master?" Seeing the arrogant attitude of the people, the generals in the hall immediately cheered. This guy is so bold that he dares not to worship the Lord of Mobei.

"Hehe, why do you want to worship the ministers of Mobei?" the man just smiled indifferently, and his expression was not afraid at all.

"Even Gan Xiong has to behave when he sees my lord, let alone you?" said a rugged general who walked out of the crowd and glared at the man angrily.

"Oh, this may not be!" the man glanced at the general contemptuously, and then said: "In addition, I would like to reiterate below, there is no reason to meet anyone if you are not a minister of Mobei. ”

"What a bold man, I have to let you see you today!" The rugged general suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and his big hand poked straight out, grabbing the man's shoulder.

"Hahaha, the marshal's intention has been conveyed below, and I will leave!" However, at the moment when the general made his move, the man let out a long laugh, and his body was like lightning, and he swept out of the hall in the blink of an eye.

"What a speed!"

The generals were suddenly shocked that the seemingly ordinary guy was actually a master of speed.

Yi Yang, who was on the first seat, witnessed this scene, and a deep color flashed in his eyes. Is this a deterrent? or a provocation?

Looking up, I saw that Yan Yi's eighteen horsemen were all wide-eyed with angry eyes, obviously all of them understood Ganxiong's intentions.

"Mo Yi, do you think this invites us to go?" Yi Yang chuckled indifferently, turned his head to look at Mo Yi and asked.

"Go!" Mo Yi nodded heavily and said, "We not only have to go, but we also have to go grandly!"

"Haha, then tell me, how to make a grand ceremony?" Yi Yang asked with a smile.

"Hehe, as long as the young master nods, all the generals in our hall will go. Mo Yi waved his hand, and respectfully invited the generals to smile and said: "In addition, when I came here this time, my father-in-law specially ordered us to bring three thousand Yan Yi troops. At that time, the young lord could give an order, and the three thousand Yan Yi troops opened the way and pointed directly at the Marshal's Mansion. ”

"Okay! I'll leave this matter to you!" Yi Yang waved his hand, and Mo Yi happily took the order.

Soon after, everything was ready, Yi Yang walked out of the side hall first, and led the generals of the Yan Yi army, as well as the three thousand Yan Yi army, towards the marshal's mansion with great momentum.