The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 110: Yan Wudi (2)

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"Master Yan!" Mo Yuxi's voice suddenly came from outside the account. wWW,QuANbEn-XiAoShUo,cOM

Yang Zhijiu's expression changed, and he immediately said, "So, then I'll leave!"

"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Yang Zhijiu hurriedly went out, and Mo Yuxi brought Qinglong and others stepped in.

Seeing Yang Zhijiu leaving, Mo Yuxi frowned slightly. Looking at Yan Chuan, Mo Yuxi chose not to ask.

"Back?" Yan Chuan looked at Qinglong and others.

"Yes, I probably found it clear, but it's not clear if there are any masters hiding in the dark!" Qinglong smiled.

"United Zhuxiong, this matter can be handed over to Mr. Wen Ruo!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Naturally, I didn't dare to bother Young Master Yan with this matter, but when I came back, I saw a person who claimed to be the Great Yan Kingdom!" Qinglong said affirmatively.

"Oh? People of Yan Country?" Yan Chuan was slightly surprised.

"It should be, look at it like that, in your country Yan, it seems that your status is not low. Following three people with perfect power, you are now confronting some great Zheng Guoda worship!" Qinglong nodded.

"Zheng Guoda worship? Liu Gang? He is not dead yet?" Yan Chuan's expression moved slightly.

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Outside the Tianchi shield, there is a wide valley.

Around the valley, there were nearly a hundred people. Judging from their standing, it was obviously not all the way. It's more like watching lively.

Hundreds of people watched, staring at a pin-up scene in the center.

There are two people on one side. One of them is Zheng Guoda who enshrines Liu Gang. The demon snake is eaten by Yan Chuan, but it is here at this moment.

Liu Gang respectfully worshipped a middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe. The man had a broad face and a domineering look in his eyes.

On the opposite side of the two, there was a very noble young man. The young man was carrying a purple long sword, and three old men stood behind him, staring at each other angrily.

Liu Gang respectfully said to the middle-aged man beside him: "King Muye, he is the prince of Yan Guo."

The middle-aged man looked at Liu Gang and said with a faint smile: "Liu Gang, what are you worried about? Since I promised to accept you as a disciple, I naturally recognized you as a disciple. China, I will help you naturally!"

"Yes, thank you, Master!" Liu Gang said excitedly.

"I said yes to Yan Tao back then. He and I will not intervene in mortal affairs between the two countries. Yan Tao is dead, and I can't break my promise. I will not intervene. As for you, what you do is your business. !" Wang Muye said lightly.

"Yes! The disciple knows how to do it!" Liu Gangxin understood.

"Yeah!" King Makino nodded.

Liu Gang looked at the four people on the opposite side again, especially the head boy. The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was about the same age as Yan Chuan, and his appearance was more delicate. Between his eyebrows, a strong heroic spirit appeared.

"Yan Wudi, what you said earlier, do you still count?" Liu Gang smiled.

Yan Wudi, the prince Yan Wudi, nodded and said: "I can naturally represent King Father and Dayan, but what about you? You are only worshipped by the State of Zheng!"

"My Master, Zheng Guo Muye King, with my Master as a witness, I can naturally represent Da Zheng!" Liu Gang exclaimed.

Yan Wudi looked at King Muye.

"Not bad!" King Makino nodded with a smile.

Seeing King Muye nodded, Yan Wudi immediately took a deep breath and said, "Okay, in that case, let's compare, I will fight with you, and I will bet against you in the six cities of the southern border of Yan State, and the six cities of the northern border of Zheng State! Determine the outcome!"

"Good!" Liu Gang said with satisfaction.