The eldest son is fierce

All the ministers looked up at Emperor Yanwen with stiff heads, "Your Majesty, are you serious?"

Is this your solution?

We were waiting for you to use your ultimate move, and you just used this?

It is true that Tang Yi is a man of literary talent, but he knows no martial arts. Can he kill Long Zhan with his eloquent tongue?

Everyone was speechless for a moment. Your Majesty is so unreliable. Is it too late to regret now?

The three beauties, Kong Shilan, Du Lingfei, and Xiao Lan, all stared with their eyes wide open, a bit incredulous. Didn't His Majesty value this guy very much? Why let him die?

Tang Jing glanced at Tang Yi with a complicated look. He didn't think Tang Yi could solve this problem!

That is Anjing Tower, the infamous Anjing Tower.

They even dared to kill the emperor, so would they care about a little Tang Yi?

Only Yan Shuangyu and Jiang Yunna's eyes lit up. Okay, okay, go ahead and die!

They wished that Tang Yi would die without a burial place!

Even Long Zhan was stunned at this time. He had thought of countless ways for Emperor Yan Wen to break the deadlock, but he had never thought that he would use Tang Yi. The information showed that this guy didn't know any martial arts at all.

He solved it? Killed it with one sword!

"Your Majesty, you must have made a mistake." Tang Yi came back to his senses, looked up at Emperor Yanwen, and gritted his teeth.

I am prepared, but my preparation can only be done secretly and is not suitable for a head-on confrontation.

You pushed me to the front!

I'm just a small centurion, not your general.

However, Emperor Yanwen walked down, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, looking very confident in him.

"What are you afraid of? Boy, you have already achieved your magical power. It's time to make achievements."

"Killing these hundred or so ants from Anjing Tower is just a matter of one sword strike."

Tang Yi: “?”

Tang Yiren was stunned on the spot. "God damn it! Are you kidding me?"

I don’t know any magical skills, you just made it up, okay?

Now you want me to perform fake magic? That's just nonsense!

swoosh...

At this time, the Jinyiwei in front also retreated together, making way for a small path.

The path leads directly to the bridgehead. Standing at one end is Long Zhan and at the other is Tang Yi.

The atmosphere was already like this, what else could he do? Should he just refuse to go?

"You are so cruel!" Tang Yi said viciously.

As expected, no one knows a father better than his son. What Xiao Di said was true. His father was a complete scumbag.

"Don't be so stubborn. Go ahead and play however you want. If you make a mistake, I'll make up for it."

Emperor Yanwen whispered something in Tang Yi's ear.

He wants this guy to make a bigger fuss so that he can fish in troubled waters. For example, today's Shenyuan Poetry Gathering and the decisive battle in Anjing Tower, don't they create many opportunities for him to deal with the Prime Minister's party?

But we can't let this guy get into danger.

Tang Yi glanced at Emperor Yanwen and said, "You said it, don't regret it."

Emperor Yanwen looked at him with an inexplicable guilty feeling. Uh, could this guy really cause too much trouble?

Well, that shouldn’t be the case. He is just a small centurion who doesn’t know any martial arts. Even if he has great abilities, can he really defy the heavens?

While he was wondering, Tang Yi winked at Xiao Di and turned to walk towards the bridge.

Holding an embroidered spring sword in his hand, a man walked out from among hundreds of people, walked onto the bridge with his head held high and chest puffed out, giving off a heroic feeling of a warrior who would never return.

"Oh, interesting, really interesting..."

Long Zhan looked at Tang Yi who was walking over, clapped his hands and laughed, "Little Poet, can't you see that Emperor Yanwen deliberately let you come up here to die?"

"Hmm? No, he seems to have a lot of confidence in you. That's interesting."

"Ahem... I really want to know where his confidence comes from."

Tang Yi looked up at Long Zhan, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly. No, you are wrong. He doesn't have confidence in me, he has confidence in himself.

He let me come up just to gain some experience.

Today I stand here to fight against An Jinglou. This is a fact that everyone can see. It will be justified for him to reward me in the future.

But... do I need him to gain experience? As a time traveler, do I need to use this method to gain experience?

Bullshit!

"So much nonsense!"

Tang Yi pushed with his thumb, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand came out of its sheath half an inch.

He stared at Long Zhan and said indifferently, "Put down your weapons and surrender, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

Upon hearing this, the whole audience fell silent.

Everyone stared at Tang Yi in shock, especially the group of ministers, who almost cursed on the spot.

Damn it! His Majesty sent you there to solve the problem, not to exacerbate it.

There are so many people and so many experts here now, it will only take a few rounds to kill everyone here!

If you want to die, go ahead and slit your own throat, don’t drag us down with you!

Ning Chuan, Su Kuang and the others were speechless. Doesn't His Majesty think highly of this guy? What does he think highly of him?

Do you think he can't see the situation clearly?

We are at a disadvantage, brother, can't you delay a little?

Even Emperor Yanwen's smile froze slightly at this moment.

You are so rude. I let you play as you please, but you are so casual.

Long Zhan paused, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong. How dare this guy be so arrogant?

"What... did you say?!" Long Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light in his eyes.

"What? You don't understand what I'm saying?"

Tang Yi raised the Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand and pulled it out inch by inch: "I say, lay down your weapons and surrender, otherwise, I will kill you all with one sword."

"Now, I can hear it clearly."

Upon hearing this, the whole audience fell into silence again.

At this time, everyone looked at Tang Yi as if he were an idiot.

Even Emperor Yanwen raised his hand to his forehead, looking as if he didn't know him.

Do you know who is in front of you?

They are all masters of Anjing Tower!

Any one of them can defeat a hundred people at once. Even if a great master of the time were here, he wouldn't dare to kill them all with one sword.

You're a guy who doesn't know martial arts, and you dare?!

"Hahaha..."

Long Zhan was so angry that he laughed.

He pointed at Tang Yi and said to the people in Anjing Tower behind him, "Did you hear that? The person in front of me is not only the Little Poet Immortal, but also the Sword Immortal!"

"He wants to kill us all with one sword."

After saying this, Long Zhan turned around and swept his fingers across the masters of An Jing Tower behind him: "Don't move, let the little poet take the lead."

"That's the little poet whom the Great Yan Emperor values ​​most. We have to give him this honor."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Tang Yi, wiping the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Come on, draw your swords and kill us!"

It was Tang Yi's turn to be stunned. Damn, you actually have such a request?

Then this requirement must be met!

"Forget it. Good words can't persuade a damned ghost. Since you have this request, I will satisfy you."

The Embroidered Spring Sword in Tang Yi's hand was already unsheathed. He threw the scabbard away and raised the Embroidered Spring Sword high in one hand.

The long sword flashed coldly in the sunlight!

"This sword move is the strongest I've ever learned in my life. It will be very cool."

"It is your honor to die under this knife."

Tang Yi spoke indifferently, but his hands behind his back suddenly clenched into fists, signaling Xiao Di in the distance.

ignition!!!

Seeing this scene, all the ministers looked at Emperor Yanwen, their faces as black as the bottom of a pot.

So, Your Majesty, you wanted him to go up and embarrass himself?

Emperor Yanwen looked a little embarrassed, and he regretted it in his heart. Is this guy's literary talent and strategy not proportional? Why does he seem a little silly after taking office?

When I said you had mastered supernatural powers, I was just letting you fool people.

So, what's with all this pretense of you having mastered your skills?!