Chapter 171
"Chirp..."

The teacup drew a tail line in the air and shot straight towards Qilian City.

For a person of Yanxiong's level, the power that a teacup can exert in his hands is unimaginable to ordinary people.

For a person with slightly lower martial arts, not only would it be impossible to catch the teacup that was approaching so fast, but they might even lose their lives because of it.

Of course, Qilian City is obviously not in this category.

To be called the number one expert in Mobei by the people of Mobei, the name of Qilian City is obviously not something that was blown out.

Facing the teacup that Yan Xiong waved, he stretched out his hand, breathed out infuriatingly, let go of the strength on it, turned his hand, and took it.

After taking a sip of tea, he flicked his thumb, and the teacup flew back spinning.

With this flick, the teacup made a melodious sound, which was like a magic sound, which directly broke people's minds.

At the same time, the teacup turned into a murderous weapon in an instant, and charged at Yan Xiong with a sharp aura.

Seeing this, Yan Xiong's eyes narrowed slightly, then he stretched out his hand, pointing with his index finger, a burst of qi flew out directly, directly breaking the zhenqi covering it, and then with a stroke of zhenqi, he directly transported the teacup to the table.

"Good fingering!"

Qi Liancheng took a deep look at Yan Xiong.

The bomb he just played was more than just a bomb.

That is his famous martial arts Fuqin Nine Tans.

This martial art is not only a fingering of the imperial piano, but also a martial art of qi fingering against the enemy.

In Mobei, except for a few old guys, few people can take his finger so easily.

And now, one more person has been added to that few people, and this person is not those old guys who have lived for a hundred years.

"Farewell!"

Didn't say much, just took a deep look at Yan Xiong, Qi Liancheng apologized and said goodbye.

"Please!" Yan Xiong signaled.

"Help Master!"

After Qilian City left, Ah San came to Yan Xiong's side.

Yan Xiong ignored him, but looked at the cup on the table.

Pick it up and take a look, you can clearly see that there is not a single drop of tea in the teacup.

Just now, Qi Liancheng didn't drink tea.

Also, as an old Jianghu, how dare he drink Yanxiong's tea casually.

Although his martial arts are strong, he can't guard against this poison.

"Pity!"

Yan Xiong poured out the tea and directly crushed the cup.

This tea contained the heart-eating poison he had injected when he first came into contact with it.

It's a pity that the other party didn't drink, and it wasn't that he didn't drink, but he pretended to have, and even deceived himself.

"Arrange people to hand over to the Eighteenth City of Qilian, and they have to compensate us for a batch of supplies.

Among them, there is a batch of elixirs refined by Kunlun in the Central Plains, and they are all carefully checked, so as not to be adulterated. "

I all know that poisoning is the most convenient way of doing things, and others will naturally know.

So, be careful.

But don't bring a batch of poison back and it will be miserable.

Outside the Tianxiahui, Qi Liancheng walked in front, followed by Liu Yanxun who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Entering the prison of the Tianxiahui, it is naturally impossible to be safe and sound.

This trauma is basically necessary for everyone who enters.

"Master, this disciple is not doing well, please punish me, Master!"

Liu Yanxun followed carefully, not caring about the people around who looked at him strangely, but apologized to Qilian City ahead.

"After this incident, I hope you will stop underestimating Tianxiahui and Yanxiong."

Qi Liancheng didn't turn his head back, but the words reached Liu Yanxun's ears.

"The disciple knew he was wrong!"

Liu Yanxun said in a low voice.

Speaking of which, the reason why he was arrested was that he underestimated Yan Xiong.

He thought that his real identity had not been discovered by the people from Tianxiahui, even if he was discovered, Yan Xiong should have nothing to do with him.

After all, he is also a fifth-rank master.

Fifth rank against fifth rank, if he is not the opponent, if he wants to escape, then Yan Xiong should not be able to take him down.

But the fact is that he was instantly dismissed as soon as he met, which made him very shocked.

"Go back to the inn first!"

Although Qi Liancheng didn't scan his surroundings, he also felt that there were several dark eyes staring at him.

The owner of these gazes should be sent by the world to monitor them.

After returning to the inn, Qi Liancheng called Qi Lianmeng, who came with him, to the room.

"Father!"

Qi Lianmeng looks like a man right now.

Moreover, unlike when Nie Feng and others met back then, her face was different this time.

Qi Liancheng carefully looked at Qi Lianmeng's face and nodded.

"It seems that you have learned from Wuhua all these years in vain. You have already learned [-]% of Wuhua's disguise."

"Hee hee, father, this is the first time you have praised your daughter!"

Qi Lianmeng smiled, her voice was crisp and sweet, and compared with her face, there was a great sense of contrast.

"I have something for you..."

……

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

"Master, then Qi Liancheng and others have left the city!"

In the gazebo, Ah San reported.

After a pause, his eyes were gloomy and cold, "Guangzhu, do you want to send people to chase and kill, and leave Qilian City in the wasteland?"

Yan Xiong glanced at Ah San.

"Do you know how strong I am now?"

"My subordinates don't know, but I think it's a good result." Ah San shook her head.

"Gongshen good luck is not enough. However, below the fourth rank, siege is useless to me. Facing the fifth rank, unless the number of people reaches ten, otherwise, I can leave calmly!"

Yan Xiong said confidently.

Then he continued: "As for Qilian City, I'm still a notch behind him.

Do you think siege is useful? "

"Forgive me, the lord, it's the little Meng Lang!"

Hearing this, Ah San hurriedly knelt down.

"It's nothing, San, although I know you don't like to practice martial arts, and you have been in the gang all along, so you don't have any requirements for martial arts, but you must remember that you may not be the strongest, but you must have the power to protect yourself!"

After Yan Xiong finished speaking, he left Ah San alone and went back to his room.

Ever since the number of things in the world began to increase, Ah San has always used the excuse of having too many things to avoid martial arts training.

Now, Nie Feng and those who were bound behind him as subordinates have already reached the peak of the seventh rank, and will soon enter the sixth rank.

And he is still in the eighth rank.

This forced Yan Xiong to hit him.

He obviously has no obstacles in his realm because of his subordinate binding, but he has been dragged down because he doesn't like to practice martial arts.

This made Yan Xiong feel very sorry.

We must know that not everyone has the talent of unimpeded breakthrough.

In the world, how many people can only stay at the eighth-rank, ninth-rank or even seventh-rank for a lifetime because of their talents.

He didn't want Ah San to fall behind too much in strength.

Now, there are very few masters in the Tianxiahui, and because Yanxiong authorized him to manage the gang, others respect him very much and will not refute his arrangement.

But what about the future?

If in the future, the top leaders of the Tianxiahui will basically be at the fourth and fifth ranks, and the general manager will still be at the sixth and seventh ranks. Will anyone be dissatisfied with this?

Yan Xiong does not hope that one day Ah San, the manager, will be removed by himself.

Ah San knelt on the spot for a while before getting up.

After getting up, his mind was a little heavy, but there was a bit of determination in his face, obviously thinking of something.

(End of this chapter)

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