Rumble!

The vastness is endless, the internal momentum that is churning like the waves of the sea, the vibration is like thunder, like tens of millions of fierce horses, emerging from Yang Mucheng's body, desperately rushing in all directions. This internal strength turned into a golden ripple, which was clearly visible to the naked eye.

"Click......"

First and foremost was the things around him.

Whether it was the pure gold floor tiles or the dragon pillar behind them, they were all twisted and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment, shattered, and then turned into powder.

"Not good!"

The faces of those warriors who rushed forward changed drastically.

Their attack was annihilated in an instant by this wave of internal energy. At the same time, the residual momentum of this internal energy wave continued unabated, directly hitting everyone's bodies.

Bang!bang......

A muffled sound suddenly erupted, and one after another warriors were hit by the air waves, spit out blood uncontrollably, and flew out upside down in all directions. Falling to the ground, even the air emitted a rich, pungent smell of blood.

Even.

Even Zhang Jiao, who was standing in the distance, felt the power of this wave of qi, and they had to change their complexions and retreat to the extreme.

Whew~

The aftermath swept and rolled dust, enveloping most of the palace.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Everyone in the palace was thrown into the dust.

Their faces were horrified, staring at the movement in the dust. The confrontation between more than a dozen Xuan Qi Realm martial artists was really too huge, it was simply beyond their imagination.

"Da Da Da!"

There was a clear sound of footsteps. But seeing Yang Mucheng walking out of the dust with his hands on his back, there was no dust on his body, and he walked leisurely as if he was stepping into the garden in spring. Looking at the other warriors, they fell to the ground one after another, without the slightest breath.

"Now, give me a thousand-year-old dragon blood ginseng, who else has an opinion?"

Yang Mucheng looked at Zhao Yin with a smile.

"Reward!"

Zhao Yin was stunned at first, and then overjoyed. He shouted:

"The widow Zhao State, with the help of Master Yang, will definitely be able to win the position of the leader of the alliance. When my Zhao State wins the position of the leader of the alliance, Master Yang, you will be the great hero of my Zhao State, and I will make you the Heavenly Master of the Protector of the Country, and your status will be equal to that of the widow. Come on, give the thousand-year-old dragon blood ginseng collected by the widow to Master Yang!"

Such a god-like character, if he doesn't win over, is it possible that he is still waiting for him to seek refuge in others?

Zhao Tianwu looked at the sixteen Xuan Qi Realm masters he had invited, all of whom had died at the hands of Yang Mucheng, and his face was already pale, and he collapsed to the ground weakly.

"Sure enough, it's a thousand-year-old dragon blood ginseng!"

"It's just that this ginseng, coupled with the qi and blood of these sixteen people, is not enough for me to ascend to the late stage of Xuan Qi!"

Yang Mucheng secretly regretted, but he did not hesitate to put away the ginseng.

"Master Yang, I will set up a state banquet for you tonight to catch the wind and wash the dust. Can Master Yang appreciate his face?" Zhao Yin said busily.

He naturally wanted to get closer to Yang Mucheng.

Having a feast is the best excuse.

Unexpectedly, Yang Mucheng collected the dragon blood ginseng, shook his head, and bluntly refused: "No!"

Zhao Yin only felt that he had a hot face on his cold buttocks, if others dared to talk to him, the Ninety-Five, he would definitely not see the sun tomorrow!

But after seeing Yang Mucheng's methods, Zhao Yin didn't dare to say much, he only felt that the other party was so skillful, and it was inevitable that he couldn't look down on himself. Now his mind is full of thinking about how to have a good relationship with Yang Mucheng.

......

Late at night.

Prince's Mansion.

Yang Mucheng sat in the first place, holding double the hot tea in his hand. Sure enough, after he absorbed the thousand-year-old dragon blood ginseng, his cultivation did not break through, and he still stayed in the middle stage of Xuanqi.

'After the Xuan Qi Realm, even if it is a small realm, the spiritual energy required is a sea-like capacity, how can it be so easy to obtain?'

"But in the Alliance Leader Competition, I should be able to move up a lot!"

Yang Mucheng thought in his heart, and looked at Zhang Jiao and the others again.

After Mu Shan and the others were killed, their dragon blood ginseng naturally belonged to Zhang Jiao and a few people, and they also directly reached the Xuan Qi realm because of taking these Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure Cultivation!

"Master Yang!"

The crown prince Zhao Tianzhuo walked from outside the prince's mansion with great interest.

In the battle of the palace, Yang Mucheng was very powerful, and he also ascended to heaven with a chicken dog, so that Zhao Tianzhuo, who would have been deposed as the crown prince at any time, was even more firmly seated in the position of the prince, and at this moment he was followed by hundreds of strong men carrying large and small boxes.

"At today's dinner, the Chinese military officer sent you a lot of things!"

The prince held a list in his hand and read it aloud.

"The prime minister sent 10,000 taels of gold, 12 100-year-old dragon blood ginseng, and a yellow-rank medium-grade weapon. ”

"It's useful, take it. ”

"The general sent 10,000 horses of silk and satin, and a mansion in Yunwu Villa!"

"What's the use of it, take it all and exchange it all for gold. ”

......

Although Zhao is a big country.

But after all, it is the mundane world, and most of the things sent are antiques and silks. Yang Mucheng naturally looked down on these things, and directly exchanged them for gold. After all, 10,000 gold coins are equivalent to a piece of Xuanshi, and these money will make him useful in the martial arts world in the future.

"Father sent ...... A princess?"

Zhao Yin was a little dumbfounded when he read it to the end.

Yang Mucheng also looked ahead, and saw that there was an eight-lift sedan chair parked outside the prince's mansion.

"The emperor has sent all the princesses. Wang Desheng couldn't help but shake his head.

As soon as the words fell.

Zhao Tianwu was supported by someone, she was dressed in a red robe, wearing the decoration of the Zhao girl's marriage, because she was a princess, so it was extremely luxurious.

"What are you sending the princess for? let her go back!"

Yang Mucheng only thought it was funny.

This Zhao Yin tried his best to tie himself up and sent his daughters here. Obviously, he wanted him to stand out in the alliance leader competition, win the position of alliance leader, and lead the army to deal with the big cadres. If they knew that they were the emperor of Daqian-Yang Mucheng, I am afraid that even their intestines would regret it.

"Master Yang!"

When Zhao Tianwu heard this, he hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"What are you doing on your knees? I let you go back, you should be grateful to me. ”

Yang Mucheng looked at her.

"Master Yang, you don't know. This time, we all signed a life and death certificate for the prince's contest order. If you drive me back, I'll be dead!"

Zhao Tianwu was extremely complaining.

She naturally wanted to cut Yang Mucheng with a thousand knives in her heart. If it weren't for the appearance of this young man, she would have been able to replace Zhao Tianzhuo and become the first female emperor of Zhao State. But unfortunately, Yang Mucheng shattered all her hopes with one blow and made her fall from the clouds into the abyss.

But then, she figured it out.

Following this Yang Shi is no more free than being a female emperor. Moreover, such a man with the means of gods and demons is handsome and handsome, which woman doesn't like it?

"That's it, just stay with me!"

Yang Mucheng waved his hand.

Zhao Tianwu was overjoyed, and quickly stood up and stood behind Yang Mucheng obediently.

"What are the plans of the Six-Nation Alliance?"

Yang Mucheng held the teacup and looked at Zhao Tianzhuo. He was ready to find out what kind of means the six countries would use to deal with the big cadres this time.

(End of chapter)