It was almost late at night when An Zheng and Chen Shaobai entered the city, but the lights in the city were still bright. Soldiers patrolling back and forth with torches could be seen everywhere on the street. When An Zheng and Chen Shaobai, who were holding two Yaksha umbrellas, stood on the city wall and looked down, they didn't even feel nervous.
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
Even if Fengyu City is an important northern town of Zhao State, there is no need to be so nervous.
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
"The road is a little shorter."
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
The force of his cultivation, which seemed to be so violent that it could tear apart rocks, hit An Zheng directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.
Even if Fengyu City is an important northern town of Zhao State, there is no need to be so nervous.
Chen Shaobai chuckled: "Guess whether we will run into some good luck."
Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight. You have to solve the problems for your little brother who is the King of Yan. There is no better way than to directly kill the King of Zhao."
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight. You have to solve the problems for your little brother who is the King of Yan. There is no better way than to directly kill the King of Zhao."
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
An Zheng nodded: "Looking at this posture, it would be unreasonable if King Zhao hadn't suddenly arrived in Fengyu City. It seems that King Zhao is really interested in Yan State this time, otherwise he would not come so close to the border in person. "
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
An Zheng looked at the few remaining cultivators across the street who were obviously of high status and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me? Take a step forward. If not, please go and report to King Zhao. Let's talk about the first-class guardian of Dayan." The national police asked for an interview.”
The old eunuch's face, which was already very pale, turned even paler now.
After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.
However, under the same realm, An Zheng had no need to care at all.
"Kill you to avenge my princess Zhao!"
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"
Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight. You have to solve the problems for your little brother who is the King of Yan. There is no better way than to directly kill the King of Zhao."
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
Chen Shaobai was slightly startled: "Why can't you kill him? After killing King Zhao, the Zhao Kingdom is leaderless. How can it be possible to take action against the Yan Kingdom? Killing one person and saving two countries is a very worthwhile deal."
An Zheng shook his head: "King Zhao cannot be killed."
The other one was an old man rushing from a distance. This old man is a bit special because he is a eunuch. The clothes on his body have announced his identity, and the old face full of femininity is even more disgusting.
King Zhao must have made a promise before. The more powerful or loyal the sect is to the court, the closer it will be to King Zhao. On the surface this seems boring and indeed childish. But it really works, because those Jianghu sects will compete with each other!
The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the Duke of Yan, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant visitor. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , If you continue to make waves in the Yan State, there is no need for the Zhao State to give you much face. "
He rushed forward and raised his hand to grab An Zheng's throat.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
An Zheng said calmly.
Chen Shaobai was slightly startled: "Why can't you kill him? After killing King Zhao, the Zhao Kingdom is leaderless. How can it be possible to take action against the Yan Kingdom? Killing one person and saving two countries is a very worthwhile deal."
The old man's expression obviously changed, because the name An Zheng was definitely not unfamiliar to Yan State's neighbor Zhao State. Moreover, King Zhao's daughter Su Qingnuan, the Queen Mother of Yan Kingdom, died in the hands of An Zheng.
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.
In just a moment, I heard a cry of surprise from the practitioners at the intersection not far away.
Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight. You have to solve the problems for your little brother who is the King of Yan. There is no better way than to directly kill the King of Zhao."
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
An Zheng glanced at him: "Idiot."
He was horrified to find that An Zheng was standing half a meter away from him, and An Zheng's left hand was squeezing his neck. But he didn't react at all just now. If An Zheng was willing, he would be dead by now.
Chen Shaobai: "Be careful... my umbrella."
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
An Zheng: "This is a strong statement, but you are not qualified enough."
He rushed forward and raised his hand to grab An Zheng's throat.
"You madman!"
Chen Shaobai casually handed the Yaksha female umbrella to An Zheng: "You think I'm rare to play with you?"
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
As soon as he waved his hand, the practitioners immediately separated from each other and looked at An Zheng with eager eyes.
These soldiers are very different. Each of them seems to have no emotion of his own. Patrolling in such a bitter cold night, their faces were expressionless and there was no sign of any complaints.
An Zheng took it and jumped directly from the city wall twenty to thirty meters high.
Both men shouted at the same time.
An Zheng glanced at him: "Idiot."
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
Chen Shaobai: "Be careful... my umbrella."
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "You want to take action but don't dare, you want to be in the limelight but you don't have the confidence. No matter how old you are, there is no higher way out for people like you."
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
An Zheng looked at the few remaining cultivators across the street who were obviously of high status and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me? Take a step forward. If not, please go and report to King Zhao. Let's talk about the first-class guardian of Dayan." The national police asked for an interview.”
He pointed to the brightly lit place in the distance: "If none of you are willing to complain, I'll go myself."
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
An Zheng came down from the city wall and did not dare to move too quickly. If the speculation is correct and King Zhao has really arrived from Yecheng to Fengyu City, then there must be many masters in Fengyu City now. Zhao State has the largest number of practitioners and sects among the sixteen countries.
So when An Zheng looked and saw that the place with the densest lights was less than two hundred meters away, he changed his mind. He put away the Yaksha female umbrella and revealed his whereabouts directly on the street.
The force of his cultivation, which seemed to be so violent that it could tear apart rocks, hit An Zheng directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.
An Zheng came down from the city wall and did not dare to move too quickly. If the speculation is correct and King Zhao has really arrived from Yecheng to Fengyu City, then there must be many masters in Fengyu City now. Zhao State has the largest number of practitioners and sects among the sixteen countries.
One was a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old and stood directly opposite An Zheng. He had a slender figure. It was already cold weather, but he still held a folding fan in his hand. Wearing what looks like a sapphire blue gown, he is a little more restrained and temperamental than the old man who took action before.
The closer you get to the place with the most dense lights, the tighter the defense becomes. An Zheng noticed that there were many practitioners stationed at every intersection, and the practitioners at each intersection did not belong to the same sect.
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
Although there is no single dominant sect that can overwhelm people, the Zhao State attaches great importance to the relationship with practitioners, so the Zhao State's practitioners have always been very active in being called upon by the Zhao State's court. King Zhao has always been generous in rewarding practitioners. Otherwise, if his sons were so domineering, they might have been beaten to death long ago.
As soon as he waved his hand, the practitioners immediately separated from each other and looked at An Zheng with eager eyes.
The old man's expression obviously changed, because the name An Zheng was definitely not unfamiliar to Yan State's neighbor Zhao State. Moreover, King Zhao's daughter Su Qingnuan, the Queen Mother of Yan Kingdom, died in the hands of An Zheng.
A strong force spurted out from the old man's palm. He had heard too many rumors about An Zheng, so he went all out when he took action and did not dare to take it lightly.
On the contrary, this is a different kind of stability. These rivers and lakes forces all want to show off in front of King Zhao, so they compete to show off.
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
At least four or five practitioners discovered An Zheng at the same time, and then issued warnings at the same time. A moment later, at least seventeen or eighty cultivators appeared from all around, instantly surrounding An Zheng. From further away, large groups of soldiers began to gather towards this side. In the large courtyard in the distance, a warning horn sounded.
The absence of a single dominant sect led to extraordinary chaos in the Zhao Kingdom. Several first-rate sects refused to obey anyone, and each wanted to become the closest influence to King Zhao, so it was inevitable to fight. However, this is exactly the situation that King Zhao likes to see. On the one hand, these sects compete for favor with the court, and on the other hand, they can control each other.
An Zheng said calmly.
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
"who are you?"
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
On the contrary, this is a different kind of stability. These rivers and lakes forces all want to show off in front of King Zhao, so they compete to show off.
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
An Zheng: "This is a strong statement, but you are not qualified enough."
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
There were practitioners standing on both sides, and their attitude was very clear. If you want to see King Zhao, just go all the way through this road!
An Zheng walked straight along the street, heading towards the place with the most dense lights. The streets were filled with the elites of the Zhao army. Those soldiers wearing iron armor and carrying sharp weapons carried a cold murderous aura when they walked on the streets.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
"who are you?"
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"
The absence of a single dominant sect led to extraordinary chaos in the Zhao Kingdom. Several first-rate sects refused to obey anyone, and each wanted to become the closest influence to King Zhao, so it was inevitable to fight. However, this is exactly the situation that King Zhao likes to see. On the one hand, these sects compete for favor with the court, and on the other hand, they can control each other.
But there was obviously hesitation in his movements, because he was waiting for someone to stop him. But it's a pity that anyone who can become the master of a sect is not an old fox? He thought someone would stop him, but everyone was watching. Since he was willing to be the first to test An Zheng's strength, how could the rest of the people stop him.
These soldiers are very different. Each of them seems to have no emotion of his own. Patrolling in such a bitter cold night, their faces were expressionless and there was no sign of any complaints.
He threw the old man casually and flew two hundred meters away. The old man was unable to recover his strength even as he flew over the two hundred meters. His energy and blood were sealed by An Zheng's cultivation power at that moment, and he was literally thrown out.
At least four or five practitioners discovered An Zheng at the same time, and then issued warnings at the same time. A moment later, at least seventeen or eighty cultivators appeared from all around, instantly surrounding An Zheng. From further away, large groups of soldiers began to gather towards this side. In the large courtyard in the distance, a warning horn sounded.
At least six or seven cultivators walked out quickly from the courtyard. Judging from their clothes, they were of high status. The oldest of these people seemed to be around sixty years old, and the younger ones were in their forties or fifties. They should all be the heads of various sects.
The closer you get to the place with the most dense lights, the tighter the defense becomes. An Zheng noticed that there were many practitioners stationed at every intersection, and the practitioners at each intersection did not belong to the same sect.
But there was obviously hesitation in his movements, because he was waiting for someone to stop him. But it's a pity that anyone who can become the master of a sect is not an old fox? He thought someone would stop him, but everyone was watching. Since he was willing to be the first to test An Zheng's strength, how could the rest of the people stop him.
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
An Zheng suddenly understood that King Zhao was definitely a king who truly knew how to control various forces. Such a simple and seemingly naive method can make these Jianghu sects fight for it.
An Zheng nodded: "Looking at this posture, it would be unreasonable if King Zhao hadn't suddenly arrived in Fengyu City. It seems that King Zhao is really interested in Yan State this time, otherwise he would not come so close to the border in person. "
An Zheng took it and jumped directly from the city wall twenty to thirty meters high.
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
So at this moment, the old man felt a little regretful.
So when An Zheng looked and saw that the place with the densest lights was less than two hundred meters away, he changed his mind. He put away the Yaksha female umbrella and revealed his whereabouts directly on the street.
"Be bold!"
King Zhao must have made a promise before. The more powerful or loyal the sect is to the court, the closer it will be to King Zhao. On the surface this seems boring and indeed childish. But it really works, because those Jianghu sects will compete with each other!
"Be bold!"
Chen Shaobai casually handed the Yaksha female umbrella to An Zheng: "You think I'm rare to play with you?"
In just a moment, I heard a cry of surprise from the practitioners at the intersection not far away.
After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.
The absence of a single dominant sect led to extraordinary chaos in the Zhao Kingdom. Several first-rate sects refused to obey anyone, and each wanted to become the closest influence to King Zhao, so it was inevitable to fight. However, this is exactly the situation that King Zhao likes to see. On the one hand, these sects compete for favor with the court, and on the other hand, they can control each other.
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
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.
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
My sect is guarding the place closest to King Zhao. Where is your sect
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"
An Zheng said calmly.
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.
The force of his cultivation, which seemed to be so violent that it could tear apart rocks, hit An Zheng directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
So when An Zheng looked and saw that the place with the densest lights was less than two hundred meters away, he changed his mind. He put away the Yaksha female umbrella and revealed his whereabouts directly on the street.
"Arrogant!"
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
An Zheng took it and jumped directly from the city wall twenty to thirty meters high.
"The road is a little shorter."
"You madman!"
An Zheng: "This is a strong statement, but you are not qualified enough."
In just a moment, I heard a cry of surprise from the practitioners at the intersection not far away.
An Zheng walked straight along the street, heading towards the place with the most dense lights. The streets were filled with the elites of the Zhao army. Those soldiers wearing iron armor and carrying sharp weapons carried a cold murderous aura when they walked on the streets.
An Zheng just stood there quietly, not even moving. As soon as the old man made a move, he felt the opponent's strength from the power of cultivation that rushed towards him, so he didn't take this person seriously at all. Judging from the power of cultivation, this old man is around the second level of Xiaoman Realm, and he is on par with An in terms of realm.
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
He was horrified to find that An Zheng was standing half a meter away from him, and An Zheng's left hand was squeezing his neck. But he didn't react at all just now. If An Zheng was willing, he would be dead by now.
An Zheng said as he walked: "It makes me feel that there is no one in Zhao country."
"The road is a little shorter."
"who!"
At least four or five practitioners discovered An Zheng at the same time, and then issued warnings at the same time. A moment later, at least seventeen or eighty cultivators appeared from all around, instantly surrounding An Zheng. From further away, large groups of soldiers began to gather towards this side. In the large courtyard in the distance, a warning horn sounded.
However, under the same realm, An Zheng had no need to care at all.
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
Chen Shaobai: "Be careful... my umbrella."
He clasped his hands in his fists and said, "The king's decree is that since it is Duke An Guo who has come all the way, of course he must meet him. However, Zhao is a country of etiquette, so of course we must greet the original guests in separate ways. Separate the two sides and see if An Guo Gong has the guts to do this. Walk over. If Duke An Guo dares, then the king will be waiting for you."
The old man's expression obviously changed, because the name An Zheng was definitely not unfamiliar to Yan State's neighbor Zhao State. Moreover, King Zhao's daughter Su Qingnuan, the Queen Mother of Yan Kingdom, died in the hands of An Zheng.
With a bang, the old man's body hit the far wall heavily and was directly embedded in it.
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
"Who are you?!"
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"
He clasped his hands in his fists and said, "The king's decree is that since it is Duke An Guo who has come all the way, of course he must meet him. However, Zhao is a country of etiquette, so of course we must greet the original guests in separate ways. Separate the two sides and see if An Guo Gong has the guts to do this. Walk over. If Duke An Guo dares, then the king will be waiting for you."
"Kill you to avenge my princess Zhao!"
An Zheng suddenly understood that King Zhao was definitely a king who truly knew how to control various forces. Such a simple and seemingly naive method can make these Jianghu sects fight for it.
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, An Zheng lifted the old man up with one hand. He pinched the old man's neck. The old man's blood could not circulate, and he seemed to have softened, and his body was drooping like a big ball of dough.
There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "You want to take action but don't dare, you want to be in the limelight but you don't have the confidence. No matter how old you are, there is no higher way out for people like you."
Chen Shaobai chuckled: "Guess whether we will run into some good luck."
At least four or five practitioners discovered An Zheng at the same time, and then issued warnings at the same time. A moment later, at least seventeen or eighty cultivators appeared from all around, instantly surrounding An Zheng. From further away, large groups of soldiers began to gather towards this side. In the large courtyard in the distance, a warning horn sounded.
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
The closer you get to the place with the most dense lights, the tighter the defense becomes. An Zheng noticed that there were many practitioners stationed at every intersection, and the practitioners at each intersection did not belong to the same sect.
An Zheng walked straight along the street, heading towards the place with the most dense lights. The streets were filled with the elites of the Zhao army. Those soldiers wearing iron armor and carrying sharp weapons carried a cold murderous aura when they walked on the streets.
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
The force of his cultivation, which seemed to be so violent that it could tear apart rocks, hit An Zheng directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.
"The road is a little shorter."
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
"Kill you to avenge my princess Zhao!"
An Zheng walked straight along the street, heading towards the place with the most dense lights. The streets were filled with the elites of the Zhao army. Those soldiers wearing iron armor and carrying sharp weapons carried a cold murderous aura when they walked on the streets.
At least six or seven cultivators walked out quickly from the courtyard. Judging from their clothes, they were of high status. The oldest of these people seemed to be around sixty years old, and the younger ones were in their forties or fifties. They should all be the heads of various sects.
"Who are you?!"
After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.
Chen Shaobai casually handed the Yaksha female umbrella to An Zheng: "You think I'm rare to play with you?"
"The road is a little shorter."
At least four or five practitioners discovered An Zheng at the same time, and then issued warnings at the same time. A moment later, at least seventeen or eighty cultivators appeared from all around, instantly surrounding An Zheng. From further away, large groups of soldiers began to gather towards this side. In the large courtyard in the distance, a warning horn sounded.
"who are you?"
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
The man walking in the front looked to be about sixty years old, but he had a strong and tall body, walked with a long pace, and his posture showed that he was a person with a very short temper.
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
The man walking in the front looked to be about sixty years old, but he had a strong and tall body, walked with a long pace, and his posture showed that he was a person with a very short temper.
The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the Duke of Yan, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant visitor. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , If you continue to make waves in the Yan State, there is no need for the Zhao State to give you much face. "
An Zheng glanced at him: "Idiot."
An Zheng said calmly.
Chen Shaobai was slightly startled: "Why can't you kill him? After killing King Zhao, the Zhao Kingdom is leaderless. How can it be possible to take action against the Yan Kingdom? Killing one person and saving two countries is a very worthwhile deal."
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
With a bang, the old man's body hit the far wall heavily and was directly embedded in it.
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"
"I'm An Zheng."
The old man immediately became angry: "You are the enemy of my great Zhao, and you actually dare to appear here! Tell me, are you plotting against my great king!"
An Zheng breathed a sigh of relief slowly and then stepped forward.
"The road is a little shorter."
At least six or seven cultivators walked out quickly from the courtyard. Judging from their clothes, they were of high status. The oldest of these people seemed to be around sixty years old, and the younger ones were in their forties or fifties. They should all be the heads of various sects.
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.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "You want to take action but don't dare, you want to be in the limelight but you don't have the confidence. No matter how old you are, there is no higher way out for people like you."
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.
"who!"
However, under the same realm, An Zheng had no need to care at all.
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
"who are you?"
The old man's expression obviously changed, because the name An Zheng was definitely not unfamiliar to Yan State's neighbor Zhao State. Moreover, King Zhao's daughter Su Qingnuan, the Queen Mother of Yan Kingdom, died in the hands of An Zheng.
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
An Zheng said as he walked: "It makes me feel that there is no one in Zhao country."
"Be bold!"
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
Both men shouted at the same time.
"who!"
An Zheng just stood there quietly, not even moving. As soon as the old man made a move, he felt the opponent's strength from the power of cultivation that rushed towards him, so he didn't take this person seriously at all. Judging from the power of cultivation, this old man is around the second level of Xiaoman Realm, and he is on par with An in terms of realm.
"You madman!"
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
But there was obviously hesitation in his movements, because he was waiting for someone to stop him. But it's a pity that anyone who can become the master of a sect is not an old fox? He thought someone would stop him, but everyone was watching. Since he was willing to be the first to test An Zheng's strength, how could the rest of the people stop him.
Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight. You have to solve the problems for your little brother who is the King of Yan. There is no better way than to directly kill the King of Zhao."
Chen Shaobai casually handed the Yaksha female umbrella to An Zheng: "You think I'm rare to play with you?"
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.
An Zheng said as he walked: "It makes me feel that there is no one in Zhao country."
The old man immediately became angry: "You are the enemy of my great Zhao, and you actually dare to appear here! Tell me, are you plotting against my great king!"
The road was still several hundred meters long, and there were dozens of sect master-level practitioners standing on both sides!
Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight. You have to solve the problems for your little brother who is the King of Yan. There is no better way than to directly kill the King of Zhao."
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, An Zheng lifted the old man up with one hand. He pinched the old man's neck. The old man's blood could not circulate, and he seemed to have softened, and his body was drooping like a big ball of dough.
In just a moment, I heard a cry of surprise from the practitioners at the intersection not far away.
An Zheng said as he walked: "It makes me feel that there is no one in Zhao country."
In just a moment, I heard a cry of surprise from the practitioners at the intersection not far away.
An Zheng shook his head: "You don't have much momentum when you speak so loudly, and you are walking in the front not because you have the strongest cultivation level and the highest status, but because you want to express yourself in a hurry. So, even after you have walked through these things together, Among people, you are also the one with the lowest status. Why should I say anything more to you? Your level is not high enough.”
The absence of a single dominant sect led to extraordinary chaos in the Zhao Kingdom. Several first-rate sects refused to obey anyone, and each wanted to become the closest influence to King Zhao, so it was inevitable to fight. However, this is exactly the situation that King Zhao likes to see. On the one hand, these sects compete for favor with the court, and on the other hand, they can control each other.
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
So at this moment, the old man felt a little regretful.
The old man was forced to a near desperation and had no choice but to take action.
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
An Zheng said calmly.
With a bang, the old man's body hit the far wall heavily and was directly embedded in it.
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
The old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and immediately became angry. He knew that he might not be An Zheng's opponent, but now he had to continue taking action. If he could just endure being humiliated by An Zheng in front of so many people, then he would stop messing around in the world in the future.
At least six or seven cultivators walked out quickly from the courtyard. Judging from their clothes, they were of high status. The oldest of these people seemed to be around sixty years old, and the younger ones were in their forties or fifties. They should all be the heads of various sects.
At least six or seven cultivators walked out quickly from the courtyard. Judging from their clothes, they were of high status. The oldest of these people seemed to be around sixty years old, and the younger ones were in their forties or fifties. They should all be the heads of various sects.
These soldiers are very different. Each of them seems to have no emotion of his own. Patrolling in such a bitter cold night, their faces were expressionless and there was no sign of any complaints.
He rushed forward and raised his hand to grab An Zheng's throat.
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
An Zheng shook his head: "King Zhao cannot be killed."
The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the Duke of Yan, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant visitor. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , If you continue to make waves in the Yan State, there is no need for the Zhao State to give you much face. "
But there was obviously hesitation in his movements, because he was waiting for someone to stop him. But it's a pity that anyone who can become the master of a sect is not an old fox? He thought someone would stop him, but everyone was watching. Since he was willing to be the first to test An Zheng's strength, how could the rest of the people stop him.
But there was obviously hesitation in his movements, because he was waiting for someone to stop him. But it's a pity that anyone who can become the master of a sect is not an old fox? He thought someone would stop him, but everyone was watching. Since he was willing to be the first to test An Zheng's strength, how could the rest of the people stop him.
An Zheng glanced at him: "Idiot."
Chen Shaobai was slightly startled: "Why can't you kill him? After killing King Zhao, the Zhao Kingdom is leaderless. How can it be possible to take action against the Yan Kingdom? Killing one person and saving two countries is a very worthwhile deal."
He was horrified to find that An Zheng was standing half a meter away from him, and An Zheng's left hand was squeezing his neck. But he didn't react at all just now. If An Zheng was willing, he would be dead by now.
"Kill you to avenge my princess Zhao!"
So at this moment, the old man felt a little regretful.
An Zheng looked at the few remaining cultivators across the street who were obviously of high status and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me? Take a step forward. If not, please go and report to King Zhao. Let's talk about the first-class guardian of Dayan." The national police asked for an interview.”
"I'm An Zheng."
There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "You want to take action but don't dare, you want to be in the limelight but you don't have the confidence. No matter how old you are, there is no higher way out for people like you."
He rushed forward and raised his hand to grab An Zheng's throat.
Both men shouted at the same time.
A strong force spurted out from the old man's palm. He had heard too many rumors about An Zheng, so he went all out when he took action and did not dare to take it lightly.
The old eunuch's face, which was already very pale, turned even paler now.
"Arrogant!"
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight. You have to solve the problems for your little brother who is the King of Yan. There is no better way than to directly kill the King of Zhao."
The old man was forced to a near desperation and had no choice but to take action.
Chen Shaobai chuckled: "Guess whether we will run into some good luck."
An Zheng walked straight along the street, heading towards the place with the most dense lights. The streets were filled with the elites of the Zhao army. Those soldiers wearing iron armor and carrying sharp weapons carried a cold murderous aura when they walked on the streets.
An Zheng breathed a sigh of relief slowly and then stepped forward.
"Kill you to avenge my princess Zhao!"
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
An Zheng came down from the city wall and did not dare to move too quickly. If the speculation is correct and King Zhao has really arrived from Yecheng to Fengyu City, then there must be many masters in Fengyu City now. Zhao State has the largest number of practitioners and sects among the sixteen countries.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
Chen Shaobai was slightly startled: "Why can't you kill him? After killing King Zhao, the Zhao Kingdom is leaderless. How can it be possible to take action against the Yan Kingdom? Killing one person and saving two countries is a very worthwhile deal."
"I'm An Zheng."
On the contrary, this is a different kind of stability. These rivers and lakes forces all want to show off in front of King Zhao, so they compete to show off.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
The other one was an old man rushing from a distance. This old man is a bit special because he is a eunuch. The clothes on his body have announced his identity, and the old face full of femininity is even more disgusting.
A strong force spurted out from the old man's palm. He had heard too many rumors about An Zheng, so he went all out when he took action and did not dare to take it lightly.
However, under the same realm, An Zheng had no need to care at all.
So when An Zheng looked and saw that the place with the densest lights was less than two hundred meters away, he changed his mind. He put away the Yaksha female umbrella and revealed his whereabouts directly on the street.
There were practitioners standing on both sides, and their attitude was very clear. If you want to see King Zhao, just go all the way through this road!
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
An Zheng just stood there quietly, not even moving. As soon as the old man made a move, he felt the opponent's strength from the power of cultivation that rushed towards him, so he didn't take this person seriously at all. Judging from the power of cultivation, this old man is around the second level of Xiaoman Realm, and he is on par with An in terms of realm.
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
As soon as he waved his hand, the practitioners immediately separated from each other and looked at An Zheng with eager eyes.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
However, under the same realm, An Zheng had no need to care at all.
The other one was an old man rushing from a distance. This old man is a bit special because he is a eunuch. The clothes on his body have announced his identity, and the old face full of femininity is even more disgusting.
"Arrogant!"
An Zheng: "This is a strong statement, but you are not qualified enough."
The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the Duke of Yan, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant visitor. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , If you continue to make waves in the Yan State, there is no need for the Zhao State to give you much face. "
"who are you?"
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
The force of his cultivation, which seemed to be so violent that it could tear apart rocks, hit An Zheng directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.
Both men shouted at the same time.
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
As soon as he waved his hand, the practitioners immediately separated from each other and looked at An Zheng with eager eyes.
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
An Zheng said calmly.
So at this moment, the old man felt a little regretful.
An Zheng just stood there quietly, not even moving. As soon as the old man made a move, he felt the opponent's strength from the power of cultivation that rushed towards him, so he didn't take this person seriously at all. Judging from the power of cultivation, this old man is around the second level of Xiaoman Realm, and he is on par with An in terms of realm.
"I'm An Zheng."
A strong force spurted out from the old man's palm. He had heard too many rumors about An Zheng, so he went all out when he took action and did not dare to take it lightly.
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"
So at this moment, the old man felt a little regretful.
An Zheng shook his head: "You don't have much momentum when you speak so loudly, and you are walking in the front not because you have the strongest cultivation level and the highest status, but because you want to express yourself in a hurry. So, even after you have walked through these things together, Among people, you are also the one with the lowest status. Why should I say anything more to you? Your level is not high enough.”
A strong force spurted out from the old man's palm. He had heard too many rumors about An Zheng, so he went all out when he took action and did not dare to take it lightly.
On the contrary, this is a different kind of stability. These rivers and lakes forces all want to show off in front of King Zhao, so they compete to show off.
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
The force of his cultivation, which seemed to be so violent that it could tear apart rocks, hit An Zheng directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
Both men shouted at the same time.
At least four or five practitioners discovered An Zheng at the same time, and then issued warnings at the same time. A moment later, at least seventeen or eighty cultivators appeared from all around, instantly surrounding An Zheng. From further away, large groups of soldiers began to gather towards this side. In the large courtyard in the distance, a warning horn sounded.
"Be bold!"
An Zheng shook his head: "King Zhao cannot be killed."
An Zheng looked at the few remaining cultivators across the street who were obviously of high status and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me? Take a step forward. If not, please go and report to King Zhao. Let's talk about the first-class guardian of Dayan." The national police asked for an interview.”
An Zheng glanced at him: "Idiot."
The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the Duke of Yan, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant visitor. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , If you continue to make waves in the Yan State, there is no need for the Zhao State to give you much face. "
"I'm An Zheng."
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"
As soon as he waved his hand, the practitioners immediately separated from each other and looked at An Zheng with eager eyes.
Although there is no single dominant sect that can overwhelm people, the Zhao State attaches great importance to the relationship with practitioners, so the Zhao State's practitioners have always been very active in being called upon by the Zhao State's court. King Zhao has always been generous in rewarding practitioners. Otherwise, if his sons were so domineering, they might have been beaten to death long ago.
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.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and immediately became angry. He knew that he might not be An Zheng's opponent, but now he had to continue taking action. If he could just endure being humiliated by An Zheng in front of so many people, then he would stop messing around in the world in the future.
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
He rushed forward and raised his hand to grab An Zheng's throat.
One was a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old and stood directly opposite An Zheng. He had a slender figure. It was already cold weather, but he still held a folding fan in his hand. Wearing what looks like a sapphire blue gown, he is a little more restrained and temperamental than the old man who took action before.
"who!"
So at this moment, the old man felt a little regretful.
Chen Shaobai casually handed the Yaksha female umbrella to An Zheng: "You think I'm rare to play with you?"
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the Duke of Yan, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant visitor. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , If you continue to make waves in the Yan State, there is no need for the Zhao State to give you much face. "
There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "You want to take action but don't dare, you want to be in the limelight but you don't have the confidence. No matter how old you are, there is no higher way out for people like you."
He was horrified to find that An Zheng was standing half a meter away from him, and An Zheng's left hand was squeezing his neck. But he didn't react at all just now. If An Zheng was willing, he would be dead by now.
An Zheng said as he walked: "It makes me feel that there is no one in Zhao country."
He was horrified to find that An Zheng was standing half a meter away from him, and An Zheng's left hand was squeezing his neck. But he didn't react at all just now. If An Zheng was willing, he would be dead by now.
My sect is guarding the place closest to King Zhao. Where is your sect
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
An Zheng glanced at him: "Idiot."
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, An Zheng lifted the old man up with one hand. He pinched the old man's neck. The old man's blood could not circulate, and he seemed to have softened, and his body was drooping like a big ball of dough.
"Kill you to avenge my princess Zhao!"
Chen Shaobai chuckled: "Guess whether we will run into some good luck."
An Zheng came down from the city wall and did not dare to move too quickly. If the speculation is correct and King Zhao has really arrived from Yecheng to Fengyu City, then there must be many masters in Fengyu City now. Zhao State has the largest number of practitioners and sects among the sixteen countries.
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.
Although there is no single dominant sect that can overwhelm people, the Zhao State attaches great importance to the relationship with practitioners, so the Zhao State's practitioners have always been very active in being called upon by the Zhao State's court. King Zhao has always been generous in rewarding practitioners. Otherwise, if his sons were so domineering, they might have been beaten to death long ago.
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
He threw the old man casually and flew two hundred meters away. The old man was unable to recover his strength even as he flew over the two hundred meters. His energy and blood were sealed by An Zheng's cultivation power at that moment, and he was literally thrown out.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
The closer you get to the place with the most dense lights, the tighter the defense becomes. An Zheng noticed that there were many practitioners stationed at every intersection, and the practitioners at each intersection did not belong to the same sect.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and immediately became angry. He knew that he might not be An Zheng's opponent, but now he had to continue taking action. If he could just endure being humiliated by An Zheng in front of so many people, then he would stop messing around in the world in the future.
There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "You want to take action but don't dare, you want to be in the limelight but you don't have the confidence. No matter how old you are, there is no higher way out for people like you."
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, An Zheng lifted the old man up with one hand. He pinched the old man's neck. The old man's blood could not circulate, and he seemed to have softened, and his body was drooping like a big ball of dough.
With a bang, the old man's body hit the far wall heavily and was directly embedded in it.
"Who are you?!"
Although there is no single dominant sect that can overwhelm people, the Zhao State attaches great importance to the relationship with practitioners, so the Zhao State's practitioners have always been very active in being called upon by the Zhao State's court. King Zhao has always been generous in rewarding practitioners. Otherwise, if his sons were so domineering, they might have been beaten to death long ago.
These soldiers are very different. Each of them seems to have no emotion of his own. Patrolling in such a bitter cold night, their faces were expressionless and there was no sign of any complaints.
At least six or seven cultivators walked out quickly from the courtyard. Judging from their clothes, they were of high status. The oldest of these people seemed to be around sixty years old, and the younger ones were in their forties or fifties. They should all be the heads of various sects.
At least four or five practitioners discovered An Zheng at the same time, and then issued warnings at the same time. A moment later, at least seventeen or eighty cultivators appeared from all around, instantly surrounding An Zheng. From further away, large groups of soldiers began to gather towards this side. In the large courtyard in the distance, a warning horn sounded.
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
An Zheng looked at the few remaining cultivators across the street who were obviously of high status and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me? Take a step forward. If not, please go and report to King Zhao. Let's talk about the first-class guardian of Dayan." The national police asked for an interview.”
So when An Zheng looked and saw that the place with the densest lights was less than two hundred meters away, he changed his mind. He put away the Yaksha female umbrella and revealed his whereabouts directly on the street.
An Zheng looked at the few remaining cultivators across the street who were obviously of high status and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me? Take a step forward. If not, please go and report to King Zhao. Let's talk about the first-class guardian of Dayan." The national police asked for an interview.”
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
Even if Fengyu City is an important northern town of Zhao State, there is no need to be so nervous.
An Zheng: "This is a strong statement, but you are not qualified enough."
He pointed to the brightly lit place in the distance: "If none of you are willing to complain, I'll go myself."
An Zheng walked straight along the street, heading towards the place with the most dense lights. The streets were filled with the elites of the Zhao army. Those soldiers wearing iron armor and carrying sharp weapons carried a cold murderous aura when they walked on the streets.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.
There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "You want to take action but don't dare, you want to be in the limelight but you don't have the confidence. No matter how old you are, there is no higher way out for people like you."
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
"Be bold!"
The absence of a single dominant sect led to extraordinary chaos in the Zhao Kingdom. Several first-rate sects refused to obey anyone, and each wanted to become the closest influence to King Zhao, so it was inevitable to fight. However, this is exactly the situation that King Zhao likes to see. On the one hand, these sects compete for favor with the court, and on the other hand, they can control each other.
The closer you get to the place with the most dense lights, the tighter the defense becomes. An Zheng noticed that there were many practitioners stationed at every intersection, and the practitioners at each intersection did not belong to the same sect.
The old man was forced to a near desperation and had no choice but to take action.
At least six or seven cultivators walked out quickly from the courtyard. Judging from their clothes, they were of high status. The oldest of these people seemed to be around sixty years old, and the younger ones were in their forties or fifties. They should all be the heads of various sects.
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
So when An Zheng looked and saw that the place with the densest lights was less than two hundred meters away, he changed his mind. He put away the Yaksha female umbrella and revealed his whereabouts directly on the street.
Chen Shaobai was slightly startled: "Why can't you kill him? After killing King Zhao, the Zhao Kingdom is leaderless. How can it be possible to take action against the Yan Kingdom? Killing one person and saving two countries is a very worthwhile deal."
The force of his cultivation, which seemed to be so violent that it could tear apart rocks, hit An Zheng directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.
"Arrogant!"
Chen Shaobai: "Be careful... my umbrella."
With a bang, the old man's body hit the far wall heavily and was directly embedded in it.
He threw the old man casually and flew two hundred meters away. The old man was unable to recover his strength even as he flew over the two hundred meters. His energy and blood were sealed by An Zheng's cultivation power at that moment, and he was literally thrown out.
The old eunuch's face, which was already very pale, turned even paler now.
Chen Shaobai was slightly startled: "Why can't you kill him? After killing King Zhao, the Zhao Kingdom is leaderless. How can it be possible to take action against the Yan Kingdom? Killing one person and saving two countries is a very worthwhile deal."
Both men shouted at the same time.
An Zheng breathed a sigh of relief slowly and then stepped forward.
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
So when An Zheng looked and saw that the place with the densest lights was less than two hundred meters away, he changed his mind. He put away the Yaksha female umbrella and revealed his whereabouts directly on the street.
One was a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old and stood directly opposite An Zheng. He had a slender figure. It was already cold weather, but he still held a folding fan in his hand. Wearing what looks like a sapphire blue gown, he is a little more restrained and temperamental than the old man who took action before.
An Zheng took it and jumped directly from the city wall twenty to thirty meters high.
The man walking in the front looked to be about sixty years old, but he had a strong and tall body, walked with a long pace, and his posture showed that he was a person with a very short temper.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and immediately became angry. He knew that he might not be An Zheng's opponent, but now he had to continue taking action. If he could just endure being humiliated by An Zheng in front of so many people, then he would stop messing around in the world in the future.
He pointed to the brightly lit place in the distance: "If none of you are willing to complain, I'll go myself."
There were practitioners standing on both sides, and their attitude was very clear. If you want to see King Zhao, just go all the way through this road!
The other one was an old man rushing from a distance. This old man is a bit special because he is a eunuch. The clothes on his body have announced his identity, and the old face full of femininity is even more disgusting.
After saying that, An Zheng took a step forward.
An Zheng looked at the few remaining cultivators across the street who were obviously of high status and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me? Take a step forward. If not, please go and report to King Zhao. Let's talk about the first-class guardian of Dayan." The national police asked for an interview.”
There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "You want to take action but don't dare, you want to be in the limelight but you don't have the confidence. No matter how old you are, there is no higher way out for people like you."
But he had just raised his hand for the second time, and before he had time to use his best technique, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck.
As soon as he waved his hand, the practitioners immediately separated from each other and looked at An Zheng with eager eyes.
The old man was forced to a near desperation and had no choice but to take action.
The absence of a single dominant sect led to extraordinary chaos in the Zhao Kingdom. Several first-rate sects refused to obey anyone, and each wanted to become the closest influence to King Zhao, so it was inevitable to fight. However, this is exactly the situation that King Zhao likes to see. On the one hand, these sects compete for favor with the court, and on the other hand, they can control each other.
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
"Such a weak and idiot has no right to stand in front of me."
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
Chen Shaobai casually handed the Yaksha female umbrella to An Zheng: "You think I'm rare to play with you?"
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the Duke of Yan, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant visitor. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , If you continue to make waves in the Yan State, there is no need for the Zhao State to give you much face. "
The old man was furious: "I'll kill you first, and then I'll catch you in front of King Zhao!"
"The road is a little shorter."
An Zheng: "This is a strong statement, but you are not qualified enough."
The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the Duke of Yan, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant visitor. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , If you continue to make waves in the Yan State, there is no need for the Zhao State to give you much face. "
At least six or seven cultivators walked out quickly from the courtyard. Judging from their clothes, they were of high status. The oldest of these people seemed to be around sixty years old, and the younger ones were in their forties or fifties. They should all be the heads of various sects.
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
Both men shouted at the same time.
The old eunuch's face, which was already very pale, turned even paler now.
The old man was forced to a near desperation and had no choice but to take action.
"Where does this junior dare to go near the restricted area!"
An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Again, I'm here to see King Zhao, not to kill people. If you think meeting King Zhao is not possible, I will settle for the next best thing and kill people."
He clasped his hands in his fists and said, "The king's decree is that since it is Duke An Guo who has come all the way, of course he must meet him. However, Zhao is a country of etiquette, so of course we must greet the original guests in separate ways. Separate the two sides and see if An Guo Gong has the guts to do this. Walk over. If Duke An Guo dares, then the king will be waiting for you."
My sect is guarding the place closest to King Zhao. Where is your sect
An Zheng nodded: "Looking at this posture, it would be unreasonable if King Zhao hadn't suddenly arrived in Fengyu City. It seems that King Zhao is really interested in Yan State this time, otherwise he would not come so close to the border in person. "
An Zheng was unscathed by his attack and didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked questions, I didn’t have much confidence anymore.
An Zheng said calmly.
As soon as he waved his hand, the practitioners immediately separated from each other and looked at An Zheng with eager eyes.
The old man was forced to a near desperation and had no choice but to take action.
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
There were practitioners standing on both sides, and their attitude was very clear. If you want to see King Zhao, just go all the way through this road!
The closer you get to the place with the most dense lights, the tighter the defense becomes. An Zheng noticed that there were many practitioners stationed at every intersection, and the practitioners at each intersection did not belong to the same sect.
But there was obviously hesitation in his movements, because he was waiting for someone to stop him. But it's a pity that anyone who can become the master of a sect is not an old fox? He thought someone would stop him, but everyone was watching. Since he was willing to be the first to test An Zheng's strength, how could the rest of the people stop him.
In just a moment, I heard a cry of surprise from the practitioners at the intersection not far away.
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
These soldiers are very different. Each of them seems to have no emotion of his own. Patrolling in such a bitter cold night, their faces were expressionless and there was no sign of any complaints.
In just a moment, I heard a cry of surprise from the practitioners at the intersection not far away.
So at this moment, the old man felt a little regretful.
An Zheng breathed a sigh of relief slowly and then stepped forward.
He clasped his hands in his fists and said, "The king's decree is that since it is Duke An Guo who has come all the way, of course he must meet him. However, Zhao is a country of etiquette, so of course we must greet the original guests in separate ways. Separate the two sides and see if An Guo Gong has the guts to do this. Walk over. If Duke An Guo dares, then the king will be waiting for you."
It was almost late at night when An Zheng and Chen Shaobai entered the city, but the lights in the city were still bright. Soldiers patrolling back and forth with torches could be seen everywhere on the street. When An Zheng and Chen Shaobai, who were holding two Yaksha umbrellas, stood on the city wall and looked down, they didn't even feel nervous.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
The road was still several hundred meters long, and there were dozens of sect master-level practitioners standing on both sides!
An Zheng walked straight along the street, heading towards the place with the most dense lights. The streets were filled with the elites of the Zhao army. Those soldiers wearing iron armor and carrying sharp weapons carried a cold murderous aura when they walked on the streets.
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
"How can we allow others to be arrogant in the land of Zhao?!"
The force of his cultivation, which seemed to be so violent that it could tear apart rocks, hit An Zheng directly, but An Zheng didn't even move.
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
"Kill you to avenge my princess Zhao!"
So at this moment, the old man felt a little regretful.
Although there is no single dominant sect that can overwhelm people, the Zhao State attaches great importance to the relationship with practitioners, so the Zhao State's practitioners have always been very active in being called upon by the Zhao State's court. King Zhao has always been generous in rewarding practitioners. Otherwise, if his sons were so domineering, they might have been beaten to death long ago.
"The road is a little shorter."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and immediately became angry. He knew that he might not be An Zheng's opponent, but now he had to continue taking action. If he could just endure being humiliated by An Zheng in front of so many people, then he would stop messing around in the world in the future.
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
"You madman!"
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do anything."
He threw the old man casually and flew two hundred meters away. The old man was unable to recover his strength even as he flew over the two hundred meters. His energy and blood were sealed by An Zheng's cultivation power at that moment, and he was literally thrown out.
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
An Zheng said as he walked: "It makes me feel that there is no one in Zhao country."
An Zheng said calmly.
An Zheng's answer was simple and direct: "An Zheng of Yan State."
He was horrified to find that An Zheng was standing half a meter away from him, and An Zheng's left hand was squeezing his neck. But he didn't react at all just now. If An Zheng was willing, he would be dead by now.
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
A strong force spurted out from the old man's palm. He had heard too many rumors about An Zheng, so he went all out when he took action and did not dare to take it lightly.
An Zheng came down from the city wall and did not dare to move too quickly. If the speculation is correct and King Zhao has really arrived from Yecheng to Fengyu City, then there must be many masters in Fengyu City now. Zhao State has the largest number of practitioners and sects among the sixteen countries.
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale with anger, and everyone wanted to tear An Zheng apart right now.
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.
"who are you?"
An Zheng said: "I'll go down and check the situation first. You can go and have fun on your own."
An Zheng just stood there quietly and looked at everything around him, seemingly without any fear at all. Those cultivators from the Zhao Kingdom felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Within a few minutes, they had gathered no less than two hundred people, and the number of soldiers was even more astonishing. Several nearby streets were blocked within a few minutes.
The old man said angrily: "You said you were not up to no good, how did you know that King Zhao is here!"