"What." Ye Yang opened his mouth wide and was extremely shocked: "I asked me to attend the sword-taking conference and win the first place. This... how can this be done? No, wouldn't I marry Yan Yao like this? I... I actually just want to save Yan Yao this time, and I never thought of taking her for myself..."

Yan Yao's face turned red when she heard it, without saying a word.

Yun Xiaoxi hummed and smiled, looking at Ye Yang with malicious intentions: "Then what do you want."

"This way..." Ye Yang pondered, his eyes lit up, and he smiled and said, "It's very simple. It's better to let Tianhe or Zhao Yun attend the Sword-taking Conference. In this way, I can use the orders of my superiors to let them abandon and marry Yan Yao. Well, Yan Yao doesn't have to marry, and the King of Yan can be kept with an old face."

Yun Xiaoxi couldn't help but chuckled: "Is that right, Ziyu, do you know how many young heroes will attend this martial arts conference tomorrow? Humph, there are definitely many strong men in the starry sky. It is said that all over the world have been practicing for many years and rushed over to hear the news. Can you guarantee that Zhang Tianhe or Zhao Yun can overwhelm the heroes?"

"this……"

Ye Yang was helpless again. Although Zhang Tianhe had already cultivated to the second level of the Starry Sky, it seemed to be a bit difficult to win the first place in the Sword-Snatching Conference. There was no need to mention Zhao Yun's first level of the Starry Sky. After all, how many strong people are ready to go, this is something that Ye Yang and Yun Xiaoxi don't know.

...

Yan Yao leaned against the windowsill, looking a little weak and helpless, and smiled faintly: "Okay, Brother Ye Yang, Sister Xiaoxi, thank you for coming to see me. Since Yan Yao was rescued as a hostage, she has accepted any fate that belongs to me. Let the things tomorrow be with God's will..."

Yun Xiaoxi wanted to speak but stopped.

Ye Yang clenched his iron fist and smiled slightly: "I never believe in fate. Yan Yao doesn't have to worry. No matter what happens tomorrow, I will take responsibility."

"Yeah." Yan Yao nodded heavily,

...

After a long discussion, the three of them finally reached an agreement and acted separately. Yun Xiaoxi disguised himself as Yan Yao's personal maid to protect Yan Yao's vitality, while Ye Yang and Zhang Tianhe, Zhao Yun and others attended the sword-taking conference as distinguished guests of Qi.

It was already late at night when Ye Yang left Mingzhu Pavilion. He bid farewell to two beautiful girls and disappeared in the night sky.

Yan Yao looked at the darkness in the sky, but her beautiful eyes were full of hope, and she laughed softly: "I didn't expect that Brother Ye Yang would be willing to come to Xiadu for me..."

Yun Xiaoxi was speechless: "It only took him a long journey from Linzi to Xiadu City. I thought I came from Qingyoumen to find you thousands of miles away, but you...ah, how can you feel..."

Yan Yao couldn't help laughing, turned around, held Yun Xiaoxi's hand, and smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoxi, I know I was wrong. You and Brother Ye Yang are both very nice to me, I will not favor one or the other."

"This is almost the same. Go to bed early. You will also attend tomorrow's sword-taking conference."

"Um."

...

The residence of Ye Yang and others,

"Wow."

He sneaked into the room quietly, Ye Yang dusted the snowflakes on his arm, and saw Zhang Tianhe sitting cross-legged on the bed, being healed for luck. There was a very obvious blood on his arm. Obviously, he was injured.

Frowning, Ye Yang said, "What's the matter? Tianhe is injured. Now, can anyone in the capital be injured?"

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Tianhe sneaked into the Zangjian Pavilion, but was ambushed by three masters. One of them is the national master Situ Wenruo. That little old man actually has the strength of the second-level starry sky, which made us underestimate him. Tianhe underestimated the enemy for a while, so he failed and failed to steal the Lingxi Sword."

"oh……"

Ye Yang nodded, walked forward, covered Zhang Tianhe's shoulder with one hand, and the virgin and pure Fire God's residual scrolls poured in, and the Haoran righteous energy of the Hidden Dragon Art poured in, helping Zhang Tianhe smooth out the disordered true energy in his body, and allowing his wounds to recover quickly.

Not long after, Zhang Tianhe breathed out and finally opened his eyes, looking ashamed: "Ziyu, I have something to do and have not completed my mission. The Lingxi Sword cannot be stolen. Yan State sent three starry sky strongmen to guard there. Unless we kill Situ Wenruo, we will not be able to touch the Lingxi Sword at all."

Ye Yang smiled: "It's okay, I've failed, and Yan Yao doesn't want to follow us. She has her own responsibilities and missions. So, I decided to attend the sword-taking conference in person tomorrow and snatch Yan Yao and Lingxi swords with my own hands."

"good."

The three of them laughed,

Not long after, several people fell asleep, and they all had a wide heart and fat body. It seemed that the night attack on Zangjian Pavilion just now, and the night visit to the princess's mansion had nothing to do with them.

...

The next morning, heavy snow stopped, and the morning light pierced through the clouds and projected on the earth. Finally, the sword-taking meeting was about to begin.

After breakfast, under the guidance of the guards, Ye Yang and others went to the Sword-Snatching Conference venue. The venue was in the center of Xiadu City. It was already crowded with people. This was a huge square with a high platform in the center. It was used as a sacrifice to the sky on weekdays, but now it can serve as a martial arts competition platform.

Masters from all regions gathered in the Lower Capital City. Ye Yang walked in the crowd with a calm expression. His breath was keenly felt that most of the people here were in the realm of the earth. However, occasionally there were strong people in the starry sky. These strong people in the starry sky held their breath and did not show their sharpness at all. However, Ye Yang noticed them one by one. After all, Ye Yang had a wonderful mental method such as the Hidden Dragon Art, and his mastery of the aura was not inferior to the strong people in the seventh level of the starry sky.

Confronting the martial arts competition platform, there was a stand dedicated to the royal family in the distance. The King of Yan had already climbed up to the platform surrounded by his ministers, sitting on the throne with awesomeness. At his head, Yan Yao sat there accompanied by Yun Xiaoxi. Today, Yan Yao was wearing a blood-colored fur robe, which was pure and refined, and could not be seen in the world.

Yun Xiaoxi was still dressed in exquisite armor, but she wore a black cloak, and her head coverted her delicate face, making it impossible for people to see her true face. Ye Yang knew that everyone was amazing Yan Yao, but she didn't know that the beauty of the maid beside Yan Yao was no less than Yan Yao, and she was even slightly better.

...

"Look, that's Yan Yao, the princess of Yan State. She is indeed a beautiful woman..."

On the stand not far ahead of Ye Yang, several noble men who described the vulgarity looked at Yan Yao from a distance, while distracted and smearing their saliva.

There was a loud shout on the stage. On the high platform behind King Yan, there was a Lingxi sword. This extraordinary divine weapon exuded a terrifying light, which made all the ambitions yearn for it.

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Chapter completed!