At the same place, the bootlicker Shen Cangwu was still asking Chen Yanshan about her well-being.
Next to them, Liu Yanxun looked at them with a smile on his face.
Yan Xiong didn't say anything and just walked straight towards Liu Yanxun.
After all, he was a fifth-grade cultivator with sharp senses. When Yan Xiong was still seven or eight steps away from him, he felt the oppressive feeling and turned around to look at Yan Xiong.
At the same time, the oppressive feeling from Yan Xiong also alarmed Shen Cangwu and Chen Yanshan.
"Boss Yan, what do you mean..."
Yan Xiong's face was as gloomy as water, and he looked murderous.
This made Chen Yanshan frown.
She thought Yan Xiong was going to attack her.
"Yanxiong, what do you want to do?"
At the same time, Shen Cangwu took a step forward, blocked Chen Yanshan, and looked at Yan Xiong with cold eyes.
Yan Xiong glanced at the two of them and didn't answer, but turned his gaze to Liu Yanxun.
"Do you think I'm invincible? Or do you think you're invincible?"
Hearing this, Liu Yanxun's eyes narrowed, and he obviously noticed something.
However, he did not speak nonsense, but asked innocently:
"Boss Yan, I don't know what you are talking about! Can you tell me what you mean?"
“Heh…” Yan Xiong sneered. “After killing so many people from my Tianxiahui, you still dare to come to Songyao and even show up in front of me in a swaggering manner.
It seems like you really think that I, Yan Xiong, can’t stand you!”
"Yan Xiong, what do you mean? Has your Tianxiahui become so overbearing that we cannot even enter your Songyao?"
Shen Cangwu frowned.
Yan Xiong's disregard for him made him feel a little unhappy.
After all, he is the young master of Baijian Villa, and his father is Shen Lang, one of the four great sword masters in the world.
Ever since he entered the martial arts world, people in the Western Regions, the Southern Regions, and even in this northern desert, whoever heard his name, would show him at least some respect, if not the utmost respect.
But he didn't feel even a hint of respect from Yan Xiong.
"Shen Cangwu, this is a matter between me and this person, you'd better not interfere."
Yan Xiong glanced at Shen Cangwu.
As the saying goes, the emperor is far away.
Although he didn't want to offend Shen Lang, one of the Four Sword Masters.
But if Shen Cangwu doesn't know how to appreciate his kindness, he will let him know that his father is not the best in the world and he cannot let him run wild in the Mobei area.
Shen Cangwu's eyes became even colder, and there was murderous intent in his gaze as he looked at Yan Xiong.
Yan Xiong's impolite words made him feel embarrassed.
If it were just him, he might not care about this.
But Chen Yanshan was standing right next to them.
People say that women in love are fools, but men are the same.
They are not as good at jealousy as women.
Especially when it comes to self-esteem and face, they always do incredible things in front of the women they like.
Obviously, Shen Cangwu at this time should be classified into this category.
He grasped the Yuxing Sword in his left hand with his right hand, and his whole body was filled with sword intent, obviously preparing to take action.
Seeing this, Chen Yanshan hurriedly stood in front of him.
"Boss Yan, is there any misunderstanding? Hero Liu is from the Eighteen Cities of Qilian, and he came here to find the Ice Phoenix Pearl for me.
Did you recognize the wrong person
Chen Yanshan has seen Yan Xiong's martial arts.
Her Frost Moon Wheel is a magical weapon. Since her debut, few people have been able to knock it away so easily without any harm.
So, generally speaking, she doesn't want to fight with Yan Xiong.
“There is no misunderstanding, I know he is from Qilian Eighteen Cities.
It is precisely because he is from the Eighteen Cities of Qilian that he seems even more hateful.
So, you better not stop me, otherwise..."
As he spoke, Yan Xiong glanced at the two of them with cold eyes.
After saying that, he turned his gaze to Liu Yanxun.
"Do you want me to take action?"
Originally, Yan Xiong intended to kill this guy right here.
But he suddenly had a new idea.
This guy is after all the eldest disciple of Qilian City, and his strength has reached the fifth rank. He is considered a high-level figure among the Eighteen Cities of Qilian.
If we capture him alive, maybe we can use him to trick Qi Liancheng.
"Boss Yan, I don't know what you are talking about.
Also, although I am not talented, when I go out, I represent the reputation of the Eighteen Cities of Qilian.
Have you really decided to turn against the Eighteen Cities of Qilian?"
Liu Yanxun took two steps back and drew the long sword from his waist.
It was a curved sword that looked a bit slender.
It's winding like a snake.
"You really don't want to drink the toast, but you have to drink the forfeit!"
Yan Xiong shook his head, and his figure instantly pounced out, leaving several afterimages on the ground.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Liu Yanxun.
"Don't use the Thunder Wind Sword in front of me!"
Liu Yanxun is not weak.
Almost instantly, the sword in his hand stabbed out quickly, like a flash of lightning.
Yan Xiong sneered and slapped out with his palm.
It was as if an endless black cloud suddenly pressed down on the top of the head. The palm was fierce and fierce.
With a bang, Liu Yanxun's sword was knocked into the air.
When Liu Yanxun wanted to change his tactics, it was already too late.
A huge hand like an iron hoop had already clamped around his neck.
Just a slight squeeze from that hand would kill him.
Therefore, he did not dare to make the slightest movement and just watched the flying sword being caught in Yan Xiong's hand.
"Yanshan, please don't stop me. This Yan Xiong is really going too far. If I let him take Brother Liu down, how will I explain myself?"
A roar came from Shen Cangwu's mouth, and then an astonishing sword intent suddenly burst out.
"Imperial..."
He pointed his finger at Yan Xiong and uttered a word, and the Yuxing Sword in his hand flew out directly, like the sword of an immortal in the legend, passing through the air and then hitting Yan Xiong directly.
"It is said that the best sword-wielding skills in the world belong to Shushan and Baijian Villa. Today, it seems that they are just so-so!"
Looking at the long sword stabbing towards him with amazing sword intent, Yan Xiong picked up Liu Yanxun's sword without any care and slashed out with one sword.
Zheng...
The sword intent instantly manifested into a huge sword in the air.
As Yan Xiong slashed, the long sword slashed out directly, and Shen Cangwu's Yuxing Sword was directly chopped away.
Then, the giant sword transformed by the Broken Sword Technique slashed straight at Shen Cangwu.
"go!"
A cold moon suddenly rose, contrasting with the silver moon in the sky.
boom…
The giant sword transformed by the Broken Sword Technique disappeared into thin air, and the silver moon also let out a mournful cry, and flew directly back to Chen Yanshan's hand, transforming into a small moon disc.
Chen Yanshan's face turned a little pale.
Although magical weapons are powerful, they also require the owner to use internal strength to activate them.
Although she broke Yan Xiong's sword intent with this attack just now, she also consumed a lot of energy.
Yan Xiong glanced at Chen Yanshan.
Chen Yanshan's strength had just reached the fifth level, but she was able to use her magic weapon to block the attacks of him, who could be considered a master among the fourth level.
From this, it can be seen that if her strength reaches the top of the fifth level, she might really be able to fight with me.
However, he did not take it seriously. By the time she reached the top fifth rank, he might have already reached the third rank.
By then, I will still be able to control her in the same way.
He turned his gaze to Shen Cangwu.
The Baijian Villa and Shushan Sect where Shen Cangwu is located are the rare sword-wielding sects in the world.
His martial arts and swordsmanship follow a spiritual approach.
Just like the way he controlled the sword just now, he controlled it with his spirit.
After Yan Xiong's sword intent broke his sword-controlling technique, his spirit was also damaged.
Like Chen Yanshan, his face was extremely pale.
"This is just a small punishment to remind you that not everyone is afraid of your father.
Since this guy is with you, you should go and tell Qi Liancheng.
If he still wants this guy's life, let him come and talk to me in person."
Yan Xiong said this with a domineering look on his face, then picked up Liu Yanxun and turned to go to the Tianxiahui.
"Yan Xiong..."
Shen Cangwu looked at Yan Xiong's back with hatred.
He hated Yan Xiong.