"Chiu..."
The teacup drew a tail in the air and shot straight towards Qilian City.
For someone at Yan Xiong's level, the power exerted by a teacup in his hand is unimaginable to ordinary people.
If someone with lower martial arts skills were to face this rapidly approaching teacup, not only would it be impossible to catch it, but he might even lose his life.
Of course, Qilian City is obviously not in this category.
Qi Liancheng's reputation as the best master in Mobei is obviously not exaggerated.
Facing the teacup swung by Yan Xiong, he stretched out his hand, inhaled and exhaled his true energy to remove the force from it, and then turned his hand to catch it.
He took a sip of tea, flicked his thumb, and the cup flew back in a spin.
With this flick, the teacup made a pleasant sound, which was like a magic sound that directly destroyed people's minds.
At the same time, the teacup seemed to turn into a murderous weapon in an instant, rushing towards Yan Xiong with a sharp aura.
Seeing this, Yan Xiong's eyes narrowed slightly, then he stretched out his hand, pointed with his index finger, and a stream of energy flew out, directly breaking the true qi covering it. Then he used his true qi to move the teacup directly to the table.
“Great fingering!”
Qi Liancheng looked at Yan Xiong deeply.
The shot he just fired was not just a shot.
That was his famous martial art, Nine Plays of the Qin.
This martial art is not only a finger technique for controlling the zither, but also a qi finger martial art for fighting against the enemy.
In Mobei, except for a few old guys, few people can take his finger so easily.
And now, there is one more person added to that minority, and this person is not one of those old guys who has lived for a hundred years.
"Goodbye!"
Without saying much, just looking at Yan Xiong deeply, Qi Liancheng apologized and said goodbye.
"Please!" Yan Xiong gestured.
"Boss!"
After Qi Liancheng left, Asan came to Yan Xiong.
Yan Xiong ignored him and looked at the cup on the table.
When I picked it up and took a look, I could clearly see that there was not a drop of tea missing in the cup.
Just now, Qi Liancheng didn't drink tea.
Yes, as a veteran, how dare he drink Yan Xiong's tea casually.
Although he is a martial arts expert, he cannot guard against this poison.
“What a pity!”
Yan Xiong poured out the tea and crushed the teacup.
This tea contained the same heart-eating poison that he had tried when he first came into contact with it.
Unfortunately, the other party didn’t drink, or was he not drunk? He just pretended to drink and deceived himself.
“Arrange someone to take over from the Eighteen Cities of Qilian. They have to compensate us with a batch of supplies.
Among them, there is a batch of elixirs refined by Kunlun in the Central Plains. Watch them carefully to make sure they are not adulterated by others. "
If you all know that poisoning is the most convenient way to act, others will naturally know it too.
So, be careful.
Don't bring back a batch of poison, that would be terrible.
Outside the Tianxiahui, Qi Liancheng was walking in front, followed by Liu Yanxun, who had a bruised face and nose.
Once you are put into the Tianxiahui prison, it is impossible to be safe.
This injury is basically necessary for everyone who enters.
"Master, I have failed to do my job well. Please punish me!"
Liu Yanxun followed carefully behind, not caring about the people around him who looked at him strangely, but apologized to Qi Liancheng in front of him.
"After this incident, I hope you will no longer underestimate the Tianxia Association and Yan Xiong."
Qi Liancheng didn't even turn his head, but his words reached Liu Yanxun's ears.
"Disciple knows his mistake!"
Liu Yanxun said in a low voice.
In fact, a big reason why he was arrested was that he underestimated Yan Xiong.
He thought that his true identity had not been discovered by the people from the Tianxiahui, and even if it was discovered, Yan Xiong should be unable to do anything to him.
After all, he is also a fifth-rank master.
A fifth-rank versus a fifth-rank, if he is not the opponent and if he wants to escape, Yan Xiong should not be able to take him down.
But the fact is, he was defeated in the first encounter, which was a big blow to him.
"Go back to the inn first!"
Although Qi Liancheng did not look around, he could feel several hidden eyes staring at him.
The owners of these gazes should be those sent by Tianxiahui to monitor them.
After returning to the inn and asking someone to go out to guard it, Qi Liancheng called Qi Lianmeng, who had followed him, to the room.
"Father!"
Qi Lian Meng looked like a man at this moment.
Moreover, unlike when Nie Feng and others met her before, her face was different this time.
Qi Liancheng looked at Qi Lianmeng's face carefully and nodded.
"It seems that your years of learning from Wuhua have not been in vain. You have already learned 80% of Wuhua's disguise skills."
"Hehe, father, this is the first time you've praised your daughter!"
Qi Lian Meng smiled, her voice was clear and pleasant, which was in stark contrast to her face.
"I have something for you..."
…
In the afternoon, the sun shines brightly.
"Boss, Qi Liancheng and the others have left the city!"
In the pavilion, Ah San reported.
After a pause, his eyes were cold, "Boss, do you want to send people to hunt him down and leave Qi Liancheng in the wilderness?"
Yan Xiong glanced at Ah San.
"Do you know how strong I am now?"
"I don't know, but I think it's already a great achievement." Asan shook his head.
"I'm not that powerful, but for those below the fourth rank, siege is useless to me. Facing the fifth rank, unless there are more than ten of them, I can leave without any worries!"
Yan Xiong said with confidence.
Then he added: "As for Qi Liancheng, I am still a step behind him.
Do you think the siege is useful?"
"Boss, please forgive me. It was Meng Lang who was wrong!"
Hearing this, Ah San knelt down hurriedly.
"It's okay, Ah San. Although I know you don't like to practice martial arts, and you have been in the gang for a long time, there is no requirement for martial arts, but you must remember that you may not be the strongest, but you must be able to protect yourself!"
After Yan Xiong finished speaking, he left Ah San alone and went back to his room.
Ever since the Tianxiahui started to deal with more things, Asan has been using the excuse of having too many things to do to avoid practicing martial arts.
Now, Nie Feng and his subordinates who were originally bound behind him have reached the peak of the seventh rank and are about to enter the sixth rank.
And he is still at the eighth rank.
This forced Yan Xiong to give him a knock.
It was obvious that his realm was not hindered because of the subordinate binding, but he was directly dragged down because he did not like practicing martial arts.
This made Yan Xiong feel very sorry.
You have to know that the talent to break through the realm without any obstacles is not something that everyone has.
In this world, how many people can only stay at the eighth, ninth, or even seventh grade for their entire lives because of their talents.
He doesn't want Asan's strength to fall too far behind.
At present, there are very few masters in the Tianxiahui, and because Yan Xiong authorized him to manage the gang, everyone else respects him very much and will not refute his arrangements.
But what about the future
If in the future the top executives of Tianxiahui are mostly of the fourth or fifth rank, and the general manager is still of the sixth or seventh rank, will anyone be dissatisfied
Yan Xiong doesn't want to be fired by himself as the chief steward one day.
Asan knelt there for a while before standing up.
After he stood up, he felt a little heavy in his heart, but his face showed some determination, and it was obvious that he had thought of something.