"After I am the king of Yan, I am naturally a good man who stands up to the sky. The big man is hard to chase after him, so he naturally can't regret it. Yi Yang sneered indifferently.

"And what do you want?" Gan Xiong retorted.

"I just want to say the ugly things in front of me, if he can't release the divine power of the King's Sword, what will you do? Do you still quibble and say that I am not the most qualified heir of King Yan?" Yi Yang glanced at Gan Xiong contemptuously and said in a deep voice.

"Well, we're not so shameless. Gan Xiong suddenly shouted angrily: "If we really can't release the power of the battle sword, then admit that what you said is true, and naturally we won't say that you are pretending to be again." ”

"I hope so!" Hearing Ganxiong's assurance, Yi Yang smiled happily, waved his big hand, and said with a smile: "Then you go on!"

As Yi Yang's words fell, Lei Hu's eyes flashed slightly, and his stagnant movements began to move closer to the battle sword again. Soon, his thick palm grasped the hilt of the sword. The five fingers sank slightly, and the sword of the king was easily pulled up by him.

Holding the sword of the king, Lei Hu's face was solemn, and he glanced at Gan Xiong undetectably, and then saw that the muscles of his arm shook, and suddenly a majestic and vast power surged into the sword of the king, intending to urge the divine power of the sword of war.

The power is surging and the momentum is surging, but the flood of power pouring into the sword is like a stone sinking into the sea, as if thrown into the endless abyss. The sword is not unusual.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but look slightly condensed.

Lei Hu's face also stiffened slightly, and his movements in his hands couldn't help but stagnate. But as soon as he groaned, he continued to increase his strength without believing in evil, and the surging power of the Ancestors roared like a dragon, and the ferocity poured into the sword endlessly.

The result was still the same, and the sword was indifferent.

Thunder Tiger continued to stalemate, and time passed quietly.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...... Half an hour later, the sword still did not move at all, as simple as ever, and the meanness was no different.

Seeing this, a smile gradually appeared on Yi Yang's face.

"How?" The voice of playfulness sounded, making the faces of De Ganxiong and the others turn pale. On the other hand, Yan Yi's eighteen cavalry standing behind Yi Yang and some of Yan Yi's generals all looked excited, and their eyes were full of joy, which was in stark contrast to the anger of Gan Xiong and others.

Hearing Yi Yang's inquiry, Lei Hu's face turned pale for a while, and then the majestic power of the Ancestors was quickly recovered, and the Sword of the King was looked at by him again.

Turbidity poured out, Lei Hu glanced at Gan Xiong, and finally had to shake his head helplessly: "I can't do it!"

As soon as the words came out, there was a sudden sigh inside and outside the square.

"It seems that what the young man said is true, the Yan King Battle Sword really needs the Yan King bloodline to be able to control it. ”

In this way, that young man is really the descendant of King Yan, and he has the same bloodline as King Yan in his body. ”

"King Yan has a spirit, our Mobei is finally going to return to the arms of King Yan......"

The crowd was in an uproar, whispering to each other and talking.

And as the crowd discussed, Gan Xiong on the stage was gloomy and ugly. Obviously, he was a little annoyed that Yi Yang had passed the test so easily. But if he says it first, he will follow his words, and he can no longer hinder Yi Yang from proving his identity, so as to gain authority in front of him.

"Marshal Gan, can you recognize my identity now?" As Lei Hu retreated, Yi Yang looked at Gan Xiong, who had an iron face, and asked.

"Recognize!" Gan Xiong gritted his teeth coldly, extremely unwilling in his heart.

"In that case, can you recognize the generals?" Yi Yang asked as he swept to the dozens of senior generals on the platform again.

"Meet the young master!" everyone looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and finally bowed down to meet each other. Undoubtedly, they all chose to recognize Yi Yang's identity. After all, even De Ganxiong is already soft, let alone them.

"Can you recognize the people you are waiting for?" Yi Yang turned around again, looked around, and swept his eyes sharply at the tens of thousands of Mobei soldiers gathered under the stage.

"Yan Wang! Yan Wang! Yan Wang!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers raised their battles one after another, chanting in unison, and their voices were mighty.

As the sergeant shouted, many soldiers and civilians outside the square also enthusiastically carnivaled, shouting loudly that King Yan was mighty, full of fanatical admiration for Yi Yang.

The descendants of Queen Yan are finally in place, and Mobei will be naturalized again.

Countless crowds shouted, the sound was like a torrent, Yi Yang suddenly turned around, and with a move, the king's sword shot back like a streamer, and was inserted into the sheath by his backhand.

The battle sword was returned to the sheath, Yi Yang's smile became more and more intense, he turned his head to look at Gan Xiong, and then said: "I am the descendant of King Yan, and it is only natural that I inherit the will of King Yan." Now, Marshal Gan, do you have any objections?"

In an instant, Gan Xiong and the others' faces changed slightly, and there was a strange color beating in their eyes.

Is he not afraid that he will go too far and provoke Gan Xiong to go out of Mobei in a fit of rage?

Hearing Yi Yang's voice, everyone in the audience looked apprehensive for a while, and they all paid some nervous attention to Yi Yang and Gan Xiong. At the same time, Yan Yi's eighteen horsemen also quietly surrounded and guarded Yi Yang in the middle. They are always on guard against Ganxiong's desperate and sudden killer moves.

However, in the face of everyone's speculation, Gan Xiong did not act radically in the slightest. On the contrary, he bowed very respectfully and said, "The old minister is all up to the young master!"

"Very good!" Yi Yang's eyes flashed, he nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "This young master has just arrived, and he is still unclear about the affairs of the Mobei military aircraft. So in the days to come, I will have to rely on the old marshal. ”

"The young master's words are serious, and sharing worries for the young master is to serve the military and people of Mobei, which is the duty of the old minister. Gan Xiong looked loyal and groveling, which was the complete opposite of his previous aggressiveness, as if he had changed to a different person.

But if you know Ganxiong, you will definitely know that this old guy wants to retreat and advance, and store the opportunity to make a strong counterattack.

However, regarding Ganxiong's attitude, although Yi Yang is quiet on the surface, he is scornful in his heart. He wasn't stupid enough to easily believe that Gan Xiong would be truly loyal, his impression of this old guy was extremely bad, even if the other party was so disguised, he wouldn't easily believe it.

"The old marshal is so loyal and commendable, and the young master is particularly pleased. Since the old marshal is so loyal, if the young master deliberately makes things difficult, it will seem that the young master is narrow-minded and has no room for others. Yi Yang smiled and said so.

"Thank you for your forgiveness!" Gan Xiong immediately clenched his fists and thanked him.

"Old marshal, and what is the age of this year?" Yi Yang waved his hand, signaling that Gan Xiong did not need to be polite.

"The old minister was sixty years old at the time!" Gan Xiong replied in a fifteen-ten.

When Yi Yang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "It seems that the old marshal is already at an advanced age, and this young master has to congratulate the old marshal on his long life." ”

"Young Master Xie!" Gan Xiong replied with a solemn face.

"The old marshal worries about me everywhere, and he is also loyal to share the worries of the young master. The marshal's frank heart really moved the young master's heart. But ......" Yi Yang sighed with a sincere expression: "The marshal is now at an advanced age, and if he continues to work like this, this young master is both moved and uneasy in his heart. ”

Listening to Yi Yang's words, how could everyone in the audience not guess Yi Yang's thoughts. He obviously wants to find an excuse to seize power!

"I am willing to die for the young master!" Ganxiong is an old man, and as soon as his mind turned, he woke up to Yi Yang's meaning, and immediately lowered his head with a solemn expression and shouted, in order to show the 'heart of fist'.

"The old marshal is loyal, and the young master is quite pleased. And the old marshal is already old, but the young master can't bear it, so he intends to reduce the burden for the marshal, and ask the marshal to understand the kindness of the young master, pay more attention to cultivation, live a long life, and see more of my Mobei Jiangshan. After all, I can't do without the old marshal......"

Yi Yang has a sincere heart, and what he said is touching and sincere. When everyone in the audience heard this, they couldn't help but be 'moved'. But in the same way, everyone has a higher opinion of this young master's thoughts.

obviously wants to seize power, but he says it so high-soundingly that the other party can't find the commanding heights to refute. This means of making something out of nothing, ordinary people can't use it!

Everyone in the audience was silent, quietly watching the development of the situation. They also wanted to see if this old marshal, who had dominated Mobei for more than ten years, was willing to give up his low-hanging authority and become a minister again.

The generals behind Gan Xiong raised their heads one after another, looking at Gan Xiong with apprehensive eyes. The former's decision will be at stake in their fate, so it's not up to them to be nervous.

However, for a long time, Ganxiong's face did not show the slightest discoloration, and he still groveled, showing extreme loyalty.

"It's all up to the young master's arrangement!" Gan Xiong said with a slight bow, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly froze.

He chose to retreat!

Many people who knew Gan Xiong's ambition were surprised, obviously unbelievable by Gan Xiong's choice. How could an ambitious person easily surrender to another person? They didn't believe that Yi Yang's personality charm would be so great.

At this moment, not only those generals who knew Gan Xiong's ambition well, but even Yi Yang was secretly surprised. But in an instant, he was not only secretly vigilant, but also had a slightly higher impression of Ganxiong.

This is a person who knows how to be truly forbearing!

In order to achieve his goal, Gan Xiong obviously chose to endure the humiliation at this time, and vigorously touted Yi Yang, intending to make Yi Yang proud, so as to gradually despise him. Then one day, when Yi Yang was enough to ignore it, Gan Xiong suddenly rose up and counterattacked in one fell swoop, which would definitely make Yi Yang have no power to turn over.

Yi Yang thought about it for a while, and he could roughly guess Gan Xiong's sinister intentions. However, the latter underestimated him and regarded him as an ordinary child of a family.

Yi Yang, who has experienced countless hardships since he was a child, has already been so firm that he can't shake his mind, how could he be confused because of this little power.

"I want to see what kind of tricks you can play?" Yi Yang's eyes flickered, and then he smiled: "Marshal Gan has worked hard and is extremely strong, and he is my first male general in Mobei." This young master intends to revitalize Mobei in the future, and he cannot do without the assistance of Marshal Gan. Therefore, the three armies of Mobei are inseparable from Marshal Gan. ”

"It's just that the old marshal is old, and if he works so hard all year round, the young master is worried that the marshal's health will not be able to bear it. Therefore, for the sake of the old marshal's physical and mental health, this young master is willing to reduce the burden on the old marshal and try to take charge of the Mobei Guards. The old marshal has some leisure, so he bothers a lot about the military affairs of the Thunder Army, okay?"

When everyone heard what Yi Yang said, their eyes flickered, and a faint flash of appreciation flashed.

The three armies of Mobei have a total of Yan Yi's eighteen cavalry led by Yan Yi's army, and then the iron cavalry and thunder army under the command of the old marshal, and the guards of the three counties of Mobei to protect the law, with a total of 1.5 million generals.

Among them, the number of Yan Yi troops reached 300,000, the Thunder army reached 500,000, and the number of guards was as high as 700,000. However, among the three armies, the Yan Yi Army was the strongest, followed by the Thunder Army, and the Guards Army had the largest number but the weakest combat effectiveness.

Therefore, although Gan Xiong has been in charge of the Thunder Army and the Guards Army for more than ten years, he is still unable to unify Mobei, and the reason is that the combat effectiveness of the Guards Army is too chicken ribs, and the combat power of the Yan Yi Army is too domineering.

Therefore, under the restraint of Yan Yijun, Gan Xiong could not detach for a while.

Today, as soon as Yi Yang took the throne, he did not immediately seize the military power of the Thunder Army, but instead asked for the rights of the Guards in a friendly manner. A chicken rib army with dispensable combat effectiveness, in addition to maintaining law and order in Mobei, is just cannon fodder on the battlefield. I believe that Gan Xiong will not be willing to pinch it in his hands.

Therefore, Yi Yang's request will definitely not cause Ganxiong's discomfort, and he will not let Ganxiong be forced to rebel, but will continue to choose to ambush. In that way, Yi Yang will also get enough space and time to grow.

"Thank you for the grace of the young master!" Sure enough, Gan Xiong agreed without hesitation.

"That being the case, this young master has allowed Marshal Gan half a day to entrust all military affairs after midnight tonight, and leave the tiger talisman behind. Yi Yang nodded with satisfaction and said.

"The old minister obeys the order!" Gan Xiong immediately clenched his fists and retreated.

"So that's the end of the day. Yi Yang waved his hand and announced the dissolution of the generals.

"Wait!" However, at this moment, among the generals behind Gan Xiong, a middle-aged general with a bloated figure stepped out of the team, looking at Yi Yang with sharp eyes and shouting.

Suddenly turning around, Yi Yang looked at the man with gloomy eyes.

"I don't know who this general is?" Yi Yang glanced at it and found that that person's strength was surprisingly high, and he was afraid that it was enough to rank among the top powerhouses at that time. And it is also very high among the generals behind Ganxiong. It is conceivable that this person's status is not bad.

"The last general is Sun Qihui, the commander of the Guards!" replied with a tall figure and a fearless gaze at Yi Yang.

"Oh, does General Sun have any objections?" Hearing Sun Qihui's introduction, Yi Yang suddenly chuckled and said.

"The last general will not be convinced!" Sun Qihui said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Why are you not convinced?" Yi Yang's smile became even thicker.

"The last general just feels aggrieved!" Sun Qihui said with his head held high: "Since the formation of the Guards, it has changed hands many times. The last general just felt aggrieved, even if the Guards were vulgar in battle, why did they throw us around like this?"

"Since the fall of King Yan, the Guards have been in charge of Marshal Gan for more than ten years, and we have waited for the Guards to finally settle down. Doesn't the young master know that if the military power changes many times, it is easy to cause the sergeants to be uneasy, and even cause the sergeants to riot?" Sun Qihui's words were sonorous and loud, and his words were even more reasonable.

When Yi Yang heard this, the smile on his face became more and more intense, but in that strong smile, there was also a fierce color.

"General Sun, is this teaching me how to be handsome?" Yi Yang said calmly, his voice could not hear joy.

"The last general will not dare!" Sun Qihui replied with his head raised, his tone was calm, but the arrogance in his expression was undisguised, undoubtedly revealing the arrogance in his heart.

Yi Yang smiled coldly, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he stared at Sun Qihui coldly and said, "General Sun doesn't dare, but he doesn't think so!"

"The last general didn't mean that!" Sun Qihui still said in a sonorous voice.

"Really?" Yi Yang grinned and sneered, his right hand grabbed the hilt of the King's Sword like lightning, and then with a bang, the sword was unsheathed, and the sharp sword light pierced the sky, and suddenly left a hideous deep mark on the Dianjiangtai again.

Zheng!

The battle sword was sheathed, Yi Yang turned around and left without looking back, and in the distance, his extremely cold voice suddenly came: "But there are those who disobey, and there is no forgiveness for killing!"

Under the escort of Yan Yi's eighteen horsemen, Yi Yang stepped across the void and returned straight to the palace. swept into the side hall, Yi Yang closed the door of the hall, and isolated Yan Yi and the others.

Suddenly turning around and stepping into the hall, Yi Yang suddenly stretched out his hand and drew the king's sword. However, this time, the sword of the king was shining continuously, releasing wisps of fierce and monstrous bloody aura.

"What's going on?" Yi Yang gripped the hilt of his sword with one hand, his eyes carefully paying attention to the strange appearance of the battle sword. He felt a trace of majestic blood power from the wisps of bloody aura that emerged from the sword.

"Could it be that the sword will also have the power of bloodline?"

Just when Yi Yang was puzzled, suddenly a devouring power erupted from within the battle sword, and then a terrifying devouring force stuck Yi Yang's palm tightly to the hilt. The devouring power was endless, and Yi Yangdun felt the power of the blood veins in his body surging up in an instant, and suddenly it was like a flood of waves pouring into the battle sword.

"It's actually devouring the power of my bloodline!What's going on?" Yi Yang's face changed in fright, and the power of the Ancestral Yuan in his body shook violently, intending to throw away the battle sword. However, the devouring power within the sword was so much stronger than his strength that he couldn't resist at all.

"Could it be that this sword has entered the demon?" Yi Yang said secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but worry. After several attempts in succession, he could not break free from the devouring power of the sword, and finally had to wait for the result with anxiety.

Yi Yang didn't believe that this father's sword back then would cause him fatal damage! Perhaps, this would be a chance or not.