"Who is it!!"

Before the two got close, they were warned by the law enforcement fairy patrolling near the city tower.

"I am the third son of Yuancheng, Yang Qi, and as an envoy, came to negotiate with the lord of your city."

Yang Fan’s way of being neither humble nor arrogant.

"Stand and don't move."

That team of law enforcement immortals was as if they were facing a great enemy, so nervous that they sent people into the city.

Soon, hundreds of elite immortal soldiers flew out of the city. The leader was a cold young man wearing silver armor.

"Fourth Young Master."

The patrol soldiers quickly saluted.

Yang Fan immediately understood that this was Zhou Wucheng's fourth son, Zhou Lin.

It is said that these four young men, Zhou Lin, are the most talented ones in Zhou Wucheng.

At a young age, he has already cultivated to the third level of Golden Immortal, far exceeding his brothers.

"It turned out to be the third young master of Linyuan City, who has been known for a long time."

Zhou Lin's eyes were cold. When he looked at Yang Fan, there was a hint of contempt on his face, but when he saw Ye Tianzhi behind Yang Fan, his eyes flashed with coldness.

Obviously, he regards Ye Tian as a sword master who is famous for the "Sword of Death", as a strong enemy.

However, feeling his fighting spirit, Ye Tian closed his eyes and had no reaction at all, as if he was ignoring his genius in Tiancheng this week.

Yang Fan looked at Zhou Lin with a smile and entered Yunyue City with him.

Invisibly, the entire Yunyue City was like a bloody mouth that swallowed him.

When two countries fight, they will not be executed. This is an unwritten rule.

However, Yang Fan's special identity is still unknown.

After a while, Zhou Lin brought Yang Fan to the meeting hall of Yunyue City.

There have been dozens of people gathered in the hall, some of which have reached the level of Daluo Golden Immortal.

The eyes of these dozens of people formed great oppression, which was enough to make ordinary golden immortals feel uncomfortable.

However, Yang Fan and his follower Ye Tian were safe and sound.

The Lord of Zhou Wu, condescendingly, looked down at the two envoys coming from the hostile forces.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that Yang Lin would send his youngest son to negotiate. Why? Is he trying to exchange you for the eldest son? This is not OK!!"

The first words of the Lord Zhou Wu City were accompanied by some intentional contempt and jokes.

"Hahaha……"

There was laughter in the room, and there were constant sarcasm.

Yang Fan didn't say anything, and Ye Tian behind him even closed his eyes and did not react at all.

Let the whole house laugh and mock.

Yang Fan just looked at them coldly.

Laugh, let you laugh.

Yang Fan didn't say a word.

Soon, after these people burst into laughter, they felt bored, and at most they were just smiling and not smiling, with ugly appearances and embarrassment.

They laughed and contemptuously, just to make Yang Fan look ugly and let him fall into a passive situation.

But if the object does not respond at all and does not take you seriously, then it is just a humiliation.

Soon, the field fell into silence again.

The city lord Zhou Wu had a strange look in his eyes and couldn't help but look at Yang Fan with admiration.

In this case, the other party is so calm that he can resolve the ridicule and ridicule of everyone on the field with silent indifference.

More importantly, Yang Fan has a kind of aura, which is a kind of indifference that penetrates his bone marrow and soul.

"Young man, don't be too lifeless, it's just a joke. You came to my city as an envoy this time, and you must have wanted to redeem your elder brother. It seems that you have already received that letter."

The Lord of Zhou Wu, the Tao is leisurely.

"This is exactly what Yang came from. I hope to discuss it with the city lord."

Yang Fan said slowly and quickly.

"Discussion?" The Lord Zhou Wu City's face darkened: "It's hard to understand what you don't understand what this Lord means? Either become a vassal of my 'Zhou Wu City', or take out fifty cities of territory, and there is no room for negotiation."

There is no room for negotiation...so tough!!

Yang Fan frowned slightly. This week, Lord Wucheng was not as sincere as to negotiate?

Yes, but that's fine.

——Before he came, he didn't even want to use negotiation to resolve the problem.

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