It is a well-known fact that the Fang family and Marquis Yingwu are incompatible. Now that Marquis Yingwu has been conferred the title of Marquis Wu, Sifang Marquis Fang Yin actually sent a congratulatory gift!
"Marquis Sifang, why is he sending congratulatory gifts!"
Hearing the ceremonial eunuch's voice, Pingdinghou felt as if he had been stabbed, and his face turned green.
Nothing hurt him more than the words "Sifang Hou". After decades of fighting in the army, and with so many dignitaries and even princes united, they could not defeat this humble Sifang Hou!
Everyone’s eyes are on Yang Hong, the Marquis of Yingwu. Today is the day when he canonize the title of Marquis of Wu. Fang Yin, the Marquis of Sifang, is obviously a bad person and a good person will not come!
"I wonder if Marquis Yingwu will accept it or not?!"
A pair of eyes looked at the motionless Yingwu Marquis Yang Hong in the lobby, armed with a broad sword and a golden horse.
Yang Hong's eyelids were slightly drooped, and he was leaning on the Taishi chair, his face expressionless. No one knew what the Yingwu Marquis was thinking about now. Some careful people also noticed that Yang Hong's fingers were gently stroking the pan on his right hand.
Dragon Ring.
"Bring it up!" Yang Hong opened his eyes and raised his hand slightly to signal the people below to bring the gift up.
There was silence in the lobby. The densely packed generals and princes inside and outside the lobby all looked in the direction of the door of Yingwu Hou's Mansion. They were all waiting to see what gift the Sifang Hou would send.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Amidst the sound of heavy footsteps, six guards of the Hou Mansion came over carrying a huge iron box. The veins on the six people's foreheads popped out, and they looked like they were struggling.
"So heavy!" In the lobby, the expressions of the generals changed. These Hou Mansion guards all have formation level cultivation. With such power, their hands can produce at least several thousand kilograms of force. Carrying such a box
, it’s so strenuous, don’t you think, then this box weighs tens of thousands of kilograms!
In the lobby, many people's expressions changed. What could be so heavy?!
On the side, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Marquis Ping Ding.
"Open!" Yang Hong raised his hand, and a guard immediately opened the iron box.
"boom!"
The lid of the box popped open, and a Qinglong Yanyue Knife came into view. The blade of the knife was radiating cold light, constantly exuding cold air, and the entire iron box was filled with mist.
"Tsk, tsk, what a great knife!"
Among the generals, there are also knowledgeable ones. One look at the handle of the knife and you will know that it is made of hundreds of millions of years of cold iron tens of thousands of feet under the sea. Judging from the edge and weight, there must be stars from outside the territory added to it.
Iron. Otherwise, it would not be so heavy.
"The Marquis of Sifang guards the south. The deep-sea cold iron used to forge the sword must have been taken from overseas Ying people. The foreign tribes in Yinghuang often collude with the barbarians, so it is not surprising to seize some deep-sea cold iron."
Looking at the Qinglong Yanyue Sword at the bottom of the box, everyone's eyes were mixed and their minds were divided. Apart from being shocked, they also secretly wondered what the meaning of Sifang Hou's gift of the sword was.
Yang Hong narrowed his eyes, then smiled and said: "Sifang Hou is indeed serious, I will accept this sword with a smile!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Hong made a move with his palm. The tens of thousands of kilograms of Qinglong Yanyue Sword stood up and floated from the bottom of the box, flying towards Yang Hong.
"The Marquis of Sifang actually presented such a precious sword. Could it be that he knew that after Yang Hong was granted the title of Marquis of Wu, he would not be able to resist, so he expressed his surrender and loyalty?"
Everyone was secretly confused. Seeing that Yang Hong was about to hold the handle of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword with his five fingers, suddenly, a sudden change occurred——
"boom!"
The two-foot-long Qinglong Yanyue Sword shook, and a stream of cyan sword light shot out and swept out. Yang Hong was the closest and bore the brunt.
"Hmph!" Yang Hong snorted coldly, and an aura as strong as the scorching sun burst out from his body. He swung his sleeves, stepped forward, and at the same time thrust his right hand to suppress the sword light and forcefully grab the Qinglong Yanyue Sword into his hand.
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boom!
The moment Yang Hong took action, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword suddenly sensed, and the sword energy suddenly became more than ten thousand times more violent. With a bang, a thick green light erupted from the Yingwu Hou Mansion, penetrating the sky and shaking the sky.
"thunderbolt!"
Where the light penetrated, a dark cloud burst out, sweeping in all directions and covering the entire Yingwu Hou Mansion. At the same time, a powerful aura shook mountains and seas, shattered the sky and cracked the earth, radiating from the direction of Yingwu Hou Mansion to the entire Shangjing City
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Different from the aura of Yingwuhou, the aura of Yingwuhou embodies a fierce and domineering will, and what this aura reveals is an unparalleled will that overwhelms the heroes!
As soon as this aura appeared, except for the depths of the palace and Wu Mu's Mansion, all the auras of powerful people in the entire upper capital were suppressed.
"Whose aura is this? Whose aura is this? Why is it so powerful?!!"
"Yingwuhou Mansion, this aura actually comes from Yingwuhou Mansion!"
"It's not Yang Hong's aura, Yang Hong's aura is not so scary!"
"I am the strongest between heaven and earth! What a domineering will!"
"Check, quickly check the origin of this aura, from beginning to end, completely..."
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The entire city of Shangjing was shocked. The power embodied by this brilliant light was something that no one could help but face.
"Is Sifang Hou actually so powerful?!"
In Wenquhou Mansion, Yan Zhi stood in front of the window, looking at the blue light in the sky in the distance, his robe and beard dancing.
"Father, Marquis Sifang? Do you think this is the aura of Marquis Sifang?"
Yan Lun asked again and again.
His father had always been in a state of disbelief without changing his expression. This time, his expression changed due to a ray of light. Yan Lun immediately felt the seriousness of the matter.
"Yan Lun, listen carefully. From now on, give your full support to the second son of the Fang family, and don't get close to the eldest son of the Xu family again!"
Yan Zhi's words made Yan Lun change his color.
"My father has always kept me in a state of dissociation. This time, it was just a ray of light, and he actually asked me to stand on the side of the Fang family. Marquis Sifang... is he really that strong?"
Yan Lun looked out in the direction of Yingwuhou Mansion, and saw the cyan light pillar, which made waves in the sky rise in his heart.
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Not long after the Qinglong Yanyue Sword burst out with a brilliant light that reached the sky, waves of heaven-reaching essence erupted from seven extremely far apart places in Shangjing City. The powerful aura reached all the way and enveloped the entire Shangjing City.
"What a great Fang Yin, he is already so strong!"
Among the seven mansions, figures with auras as powerful as the sea opened their eyes and looked in the direction of Yingwuhou's mansion. With their strength, they could only compete equally with this blue pillar of air. Even,
Some people were still faintly weighed down by Sifang Hou's aura.
Deep in the palace, there is the central Purple Air Hall.
Waves of powerful aura erupted from the blue air column, all approaching within a hundred feet of the central purple air palace.
"Okay, okay! Fang Yin, you gave me a big surprise!"
A loud voice echoed in the central Purple Air Palace, but it never rushed out a hundred feet away.
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Northwest of the Imperial City, Wu Mu Mansion.
The entire Wu Mu Mansion was peaceful. When Sifang Hou's aura erupted, there was no movement in Wu Mu Hou Mansion.
After being in charge of the army of the Zhou Dynasty for decades, no one knew what Wu Mu was thinking.
"very good……"
After a long time, a faint voice came from Wu Mu Mansion.
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"Buzz!"
In a few breaths, the huge blue pillar of fine light disappeared over the Yingwu Hou Mansion. In the eyes of countless generals and generals, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword suspended in the air turned into a sword with a "chi" sound.
A wisp of green smoke dissipated.
Seeing this scene, many princes in the crowd suddenly changed their expressions. This Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which was made of cold sea black iron and mixed with extraterrestrial star iron, could not withstand the tyrannical power of the Sifang Hou.
"Lord Wu Hou, I suddenly remembered that I have something important to do, so I left first."
Que Tianhou suddenly raised his hands, as if he was about to leave.
"Ah, Lord Wuhou, I have to take my leave."
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A famous general and prince immediately stood up and came forward to say goodbye to Yang Hong.
"Huh!" Yang Hong glanced at these people, snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and strode into the mansion. No one saw that his right hand, which he had folded into his sleeve, burst open and gurgled out.
Blood and water.
"What a Sifanghou! You are so tolerant!"
The moment he stepped into the inner hall, Yang Hong's face turned livid. At that moment, with his ability, he was unable to suppress the energy of Sifang Hou. Instead, he was blown open by the majestic force.
As soon as Yang Hong left, the house of Marquis Yingwu was completely in chaos. Everyone went out in a noisy manner, but no one paid attention to Marquis Pingding, whose face was as white as a dead man.
This gift from Sifang Hou is so shocking!
"Sending a knife means 'arrive'. It means coming in person. The Qinglong Yanyue Knife finally withstood the pressure and turned into smoke. Fang Yin, the Marquis of Sifang, clearly meant this, 'Even if I come in person, I will send you a gift.
I can’t bear it!! What a Sifanghou!!”
Outside the Yingwu Hou Mansion, countless carriages were scattered in all directions. The generals, generals, and princes from all over the Nine Provinces were sitting in the carriages. At this time, the lord slowly thought about it:
"The Marquis of Pingding united with the nobles to exclude them; Yang Hong deposed the nobles and promoted them; he guarded Bianhuang for twenty years and never returned home! This Marquis of Sifang was able to endure everything one by one. Now he made a move that shocked the world, and it turned out that he was silent.
, a blockbuster!...Sifanghou, everyone underestimates you!"
After everyone left, Marquis Pingding slowly walked out of Marquis Yingwu's mansion.
The streets were deserted, and Pingding Mansion felt a bone-chilling chill when the wind blew.
"Hahaha, I wasted twenty years fighting with Sifang Hou in the army. I didn't even know his strength and was fooled by him for twenty years!!" Ping Dinghou smiled sadly in his heart, with anger and anger.
Self-mockery, but more importantly, a deep sense of powerlessness.
The strength of the Sifang Hou is actually as strong as a man!
"Master, should we go back home?"
In front of the steps, a lantern was hung lightly, and a servant in green clothes slowly walked forward and said cautiously.
"Go back home?" Ping Dinghou suddenly raised his brows. The servant's words seemed to remind him of something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "Sifang Yin, I can endure it. However, I will not give in easily!"
"Go back home!"
Marquis Pingding shouted deeply, and the carriage rushed back to Marquis Pingding's mansion.
"Call the eldest lady here!"
Marquis Pingding had just returned to his room. He slapped his palms on the table and his face was as dark as water.