Chapter 270: Munitions Dynasty

"What? King Yan is dead?!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned and stared at Yang Zilei coldly, his eyes flashing with anger.
Xuanjian Wufu was requested by the inflammation this time, although on the surface it came to help resolve the war between the two sides.
But there was an agreement that after the matter was resolved, half of the wealth in the Dayan Dynasty's treasury would go to Xuanwu Palace.
However, now that King Yan is dead, doesn't it mean that they were dispatched this time and ran for nothing!
In this case, middle-aged men are definitely unacceptable.
"If I guessed correctly, you should be the city lord of Hualong City, Yang Zilei."
The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zilei sternly, with a cat-and-mouse joke in his eyes, "Since King Yan is dead, then you will pay this reward for him, 10 million spiritual stones."
"Otherwise, at your own risk!"
Hearing this number, Kong Ming and others below suddenly trembled.
Ten million ling spars, if converted into gold, will undoubtedly cost hundreds of billions of astronomical figures!
Such a huge amount, even if it is the treasury of the Great Yan Dynasty, I am afraid there is not so much.
Obviously, this middle-aged man made it clear to oppress them!
Judging from their attitude, it is obviously not a kindness. If they don't hand over this huge amount, Xuanjian Wufu will never give up.
However, Yang Zilei sneered at his threat, and said coldly: "Don't say it is 10 million, even if it is a spiritual stone, you can never expect to get it."
Seeing Yang Zilei's refusal so domineering, Kong Ming and the others became stiff, and their faces instantly turned pale.
They knew that this group of seniors in Xuanjian Wufu were offended and convicted this time!
"Okay, sure enough!"
The complexion of the middle-aged man suddenly became gloomy at this moment.
He stared at Yang Zilei fiercely, and there was a strong murderous intent in his voice: "Boy, you really think you have won a small dynasty, you are really qualified to be arrogant in front of our Xuanjian Martial Mansion. ?!"
After saying this, a tyrannical aura suddenly burst out of the middle-aged man, and a terrifying sword aura filled the sword soul at his feet, oppressing Yang Zilei.
However, when this sword aura was about to envelop Yang Zilei, he saw that Yang Zilei's body suddenly burst out with a larger aura, which instantly shattered the sword aura.
Immediately afterwards, the aura that surged out of Yang Zi's thunderstorm, with an extreme swiftness, like a mountain, violently oppressing the one hundred powerful men of the Nine Tribulations Realm at Xuanjian Wufu.
"Puff puff……!!!"
Under the pressure of the powerful aura, the sword souls under their feet suddenly burst like balloons.
"Divine Sea Realm?!"
Numerous Xuanjian Wufu masters suddenly changed their complexions, and fell to the ground one by one in exclamation.
Such a high-altitude fall, even if they had a body-protecting aura in time, they were all screamed in embarrassment.
"He turned out to be a powerhouse of the Divine Sea Realm!"
The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Yang Zilei in horror.
The more than one hundred nine-tribulation martial artists, at this moment, there is no contempt and arrogance just now in their eyes, replaced by a deep fear.
This terrifying strength is already comparable to the Palace Lord's level!
"My grievance with the Great Yan Dynasty, it is not your turn to take care of your Xuanjian Martial Mansion!"
Yang Zilei's eyes were cold, staring at the Xuanjian Wufu and others who fell to the ground, and coldly shouted: "Get out!"
Facing the powerful pressure of Yang Zilei's Divine Sea Realm, the middle-aged men trembled in their hearts, and immediately fled one by one, completely without the previous bullying image.
Looking at this scene, the presence of Kong Ming and others, as well as all the Dragon Blood Legion members, suddenly burst into surprise cheers after a brief astonishment.
"If the order goes on, if you submit to me, don't kill."
Yang Zilei looked down at the densely packed soldiers below, and said indifferently: "This war between me and the Yan clan is only a personal grievance, not a political change. If other cities are willing to surrender, all the city lord can still continue to serve."
"Yes."
Kong Ming, Chen Si and others, after receiving the order, nodded in reverence, and then began to get busy with excitement.
With such a powerful master, they have nothing to fear.
All of a sudden, a letter after another, hurriedly transmitted to the dozens of cities of the Great Yan Dynasty that had not yet been captured.
The dozen or so city lords were already prepared to meet the invasion later with trepidation, but when they received this letter, all of them were pardoned, and immediately replied with four words in surprise: "Willing to surrender."
In this way, Yang Zilei completely controlled the entire Great Yan Dynasty.
And in just half a month, he destroyed the Yan clan's imperial power. For the military forces, although there is nothing to brag about, for other dynasties of the same level, it is extremely shocking and Horrified.
It is not difficult for them to believe that if Yang Zilei's Dragon Blood Legion wanted to attack any of their dynasties.
I am afraid that within ten days, it will be completely destroyed like the Emperor Yan's power!
Under the deterrence of this absolute power, who would dare to attack the Xuanling iron vein?
At this time, Jinluan Temple.
Inside the magnificent palace.
Li Hu, Daboxiong, Chen Si, Kong Ming and many other high-level people are all standing in a row in the hall.
They raised their heads slightly, and looked respectfully at Yang Zilei who was sitting in the dragon chair on the platform directly in front.
"Wang, please forgive us, in the future, we can no longer call you the boss."
Kong Ming lowered his head slightly, with a look of awe, and took the lead in changing his previous name to Yang Zilei.
"king……"
Yang Zilei was startled, although it sounded a little uncomfortable, it was quite cool.
No wonder, regardless of past and present, most people dream of wanting to be the king of people.
Don't say that the supreme power that controls life and death, just from the sound of ‘king’, people’s hearts are filled with pride and achievement.
Unexpectedly, I had become the current monarch of the dynasty in a year since I passed through the prodigal that day.
In a daze, Yang Zilei had a dreamlike feeling.
"It's okay, everyone can still call me the boss in private."
Immediately, Yang Zilei adjusted his emotions, and there was quite a king style in his gestures.
"Yes, boss."
Kong Ming and others nodded respectfully, apparently they also felt that this title was a little more fluent and kind.
"Boss, the imperial power of the Dayan Dynasty has been destroyed, so naturally we can no longer continue to use this country title."
Kong Ming asked: "What do you want to rename?"
Chen Si smiled and said, "That's more, the boss's surname is Yang, he must be the Dayang Dynasty."
Hearing that, everyone else nodded secretly.
Under normal circumstances, many dynasties in Tianyan Continent are named after their own surnames.
After Yang Zilei pondered for a while, he said lightly: "Simply, it's called the'Arms Dynasty'."
"Ammunition Dynasty..."
Everyone read in a low voice, and their eyes lit up and they all agreed.
They were originally developed to this point with arms and weapons, and it is undoubtedly more suitable to call them the Armament Dynasty.
Simple and domineering!
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