Chapter 350 (1/2)
In these days, Qin Huaiyu never came to find Yang Dingtian. Of course, Yang Dingtian did not go to Qin Huaiyu.
The two sides have been deadlocked.
Even, yangdingtian hasn't appeared these days. For the first three days, I was always healing. For the next five days, Yang Dingtian was practicing all the time, as if Qin Huaiyu's threat did not exist.
Moreover, Dongfang Bingling has no news at all.
There is a strange silence in the whole Yunxiao city.
Moreover, due to the departure of a large number of grassroots warriors, the momentum of the whole cloud city's fanatical support for Yang Dingtian has gradually faded. Then, Yang Yan and Qin Huaiyu took a lot of rotation to the warriors of Yunxiao City, transferred a large number of warriors who supported yangdingtian to a distant place, and took a walk in advance of the scandal related to yangdingtian. Suddenly, the voice of the whole Yunxiao city supporting yangdingtian almost disappeared.
For the whole process, Yang Dingtian didn't take any action to stop it.
The three or four thousand warriors under the flag of yangdingtian gradually felt this dignified atmosphere, suddenly the carnival gradually faded, and the silence and preparation gradually condensed.
Later, the three or four thousand warriors have even entered a state of combat readiness. He took turns sleeping every day, even when he was sleeping, he didn't take off his armor and put his weapons in the place where he could reach them.
In this dangerous atmosphere, time passes day by day. Although a lot of people don't know, the situation becomes more dangerous after the victory of Da Jue Wu for Yang Dingtian.
On the eve of the ceremony, Qin Huaiyu finally made a big contribution.
An army of nearly ten thousand people came from all directions. Although this army holds the flag of Yunxiao city and wears the armor of Yunxiao City, it has almost nothing to do with Yunxiao city. It is the armed forces that have long been lurking in the territory of Yunxiao city in Northwest Qincheng. In the past year and a half, the territory of Yunxiao city has been penetrated by Northwest Qincheng.
There is no doubt that Qin Huaiyu is already at the end of his rope.
Although there are hundreds of experts in Tiandao League, there are more than 3000 warriors in yangdingtian, and there are four strong warriors in wuzun level, but the chance of turning over is completely zero.
But in order to create the momentum of Taishan, Qin Huaiyu sent nearly ten thousand warriors to encircle and suppress the 3000 troops in yangdingtian.
……
After the absolute suppression, Qin Huaiyu finally spoke again.
On the eve of the enthronement ceremony, Yang Dingtian in the retreat welcomed his first guest.
This guest, Yang Dingtian could not think of it in any way. He turned out to be Simon, who was beyond recognition!
Simon was really beyond recognition at this time, and his skin was completely burned. Basically, there are only seven holes left in the whole facial features.
Nose, ears, lips are completely burned.
And the eyes, leaving only two horrible holes.
Like this, it's really like a devil climbing out of hell. Even Yang Dingtian was scared.
Although the original Ximen was not handsome, it was almost frightening to death.
Ximen was afraid to come in, but he didn't show any hatred in the face of yangdingtian. He just gave a light look.
But just this one eye, let Yang Dingtian feel that under his light eyes, as if there is a terrible magma hidden, and it is the kind of black red magma. It seems to be quiet, but once the magma erupts, it will almost destroy everything.
”Tomorrow is the ceremony. You still have your last chance.” Simon was afraid of coldness and said, ”either hand over the soul sword, or lose one's reputation. There is no place to die. And not only you, but also Ximen Yanyan, and Yang Peipei, and all the people who follow you, all of them have no place to die. ”
Yang Dingtian shrugs his shoulders and ignores it.
”I'm not patient enough. You have to give an answer. Do you want to compromise, or do you want to wash Yunxiao city with blood tomorrow? ” Simon is afraid of the way.
Yang Dingtian stares at Ximen and says slowly, ”go and tell Qin Huaiyu not to dream!”
Simon was afraid to look at the sky for a long time, and then said coldly, ”well, you can wait for tomorrow's bloody Cloud City.”
After that, Simon is afraid to leave!
His departure is no different from the bloody prelude of tomorrow!
……
The next day, it was daybreak!
Yunxiao city is dressed up. There are banners everywhere and javelin like warriors everywhere.
All the ceremonies in Yunxiao city are decorated with gold.
The golden throne in the grand ceremony has also been polished.No one has been sitting in the golden seat for nearly two years.
Moreover, the gate of Yunxiao hall has not been opened for more than a year.
Since Simon boundless is gone, the meeting place of Yunxiao city is in the hall of elders.
Today, Yunxiao hall is finally opened again. Inside every inch of the site, are covered with soft carpet.
On both sides of the ceremony, there are hundreds of places for the various forces in the northwest mainland to sit.
There are dozens of the most noble positions on both sides of the golden seat. These are for the leaders of all factions of Tiandao League to sit, so they are not under the golden seat of the city leader.
At this time, all the seats in the hall were full.
The square outside has already been renovated.
There were more than 20000 warriors standing on the square like nails.
Three thousand of them are the legitimate troops of Yang Dingtian.
Ten thousand warriors are warriors of Cloud City, but they are carrying the flag of Cloud City.
There are also 10000 warriors from the Northwest Branch of Tiandao League.
More than 20000 samurai, with distinctive armor, sharp weapons and banners, are majestic and majestic.
On the surface, Yang Yan and others are fully prepared for the ceremony. All the specifications have reached the highest level, far exceeding the ceremony of Ximen limitless's accession to the throne 20 years ago.
But Yang Dingtian is clear, this is to lift Yang Dingtian to the highest, and then fall down.
Let Yang Dingtian go to heaven first, and then step into hell.
The scale and scene before us are almost no less than the grand ceremony of the king of a country. Even according to the influence of Yunxiao City, it is totally unable to hold such a grand ceremony.
Only the bricks in the main hall and the coffers in Yunxiao city are not satisfied. Only the northwest Qincheng city has this kind of magnificent gold.
……
”The successor of Yunxiao city master, Yang Dingtian is here!”
With a shout.
A gilded carriage drove into the square.
Yang Dingtian and Ximen Yanyan wear the most expensive clothes and sit on the carriage.
Then the carriage passed in front of the lines of troops.
Before entering the hall, Yang Dingtian needs to review the samurai army in the square.
Of course, the funny thing is. Of the more than 20000 troops, only more than 3000 are his own. The other 20000 people, all enemies, all came to kill him.
Yang Dingtian didn't wave, say anything, or even stand up. Just passing through the army without expression.
And the 20000 troops, looking at Yang Dingtian's eyes, were also cold and murderous.
Even, their hands are empty on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw the sword to fight.
Soon, Yang Dingtian's carriage drove to the center of the square, where is Yang Dingtian's more than 3000 legitimate troops.
Entering the view of more than 3000 people, Yangding Tianming felt a heat in his body. Because, innumerable blazing and resolute eyes are condensed on Yang Dingtian's face.
More than 3000 troops in yangdingtian were completely surrounded in the middle of the square.
They are all full of the will to die in battle. Even their hands are directly on the hilt.
Suddenly, Yang Dingtian suddenly stood up from the carriage and fixed the carriage on the ground with Xuanqi.
Looking at his army of more than 3000 people, Yang Dingtian suddenly pulled out the golden soul sword.
Long live
Long live
”Kill
Yang Dingtian's three thousand troops roared earth shaking.
All of a sudden, there was a trace of irony on the faces of the distinguished guests sitting in the hall. Of course, the eyes of Xiangyang Dingtian's soul sword are full of greed.
”Looking for death...” Qin Huaiyu said coldly.
……
After staring at his army for a few seconds, Yang Dingtian returned to the carriage.
Then, the gilded carriage drove along the central axis of the square to the Yunxiao hall.
Under the steps, the carriage stopped.
Ahead, there are Thirty-nine Steps.