"No, it's simply wrong!"

When Wu Suwei heard this, he was furious and was held back by his junior brother, so he did not start his hand.

Tang Ao nodded with satisfaction and said, "Who is the shopkeeper here?"

Fan Wuchang said, "I am."

Tang Ao raised his hand and a small golden sword nailed to the stone pillar in front of Fan Wuchang. The sword body was immersed in the stone, and only the sword tail was trembling slightly.

"Even if you have good wine and good meat, I have money!"

He showed his skills, and his men cheered, "Young Master is good at kung fu. With just this move, there are not many people in the world who can compare with the young master."

Tang Ao laughed and said, "That's right, I saw Xiaosheng's host of the world's collection yesterday. I asked him why he ranked Li Qingcheng in front of me this time. Guess what the man said?"

"Young Master makes it clear!"

"That person said that Li Qingcheng is a disciple of the Li family in Jinling. The Li family was generous and spent tens of thousands of taels of silver. Although my Tang family is not short of money, he is unwilling to spend money on such things. We can be on the list by relying on real skills, not by relying on backdoors to support our relationship."

Xiao Jinyan glanced at Li Qingcheng and thought to himself that you joked about me not long ago, but I didn’t expect you to be today, right?

Li Qingcheng was carrying a teapot and was not far away, laughing and crying.

Tang Ao said again, "If Li Qingcheng is really here, I will serve me tea and water!"

Everyone said yes.

When Tang Ao saw Li Qingcheng turning around and was about to leave, he kept saying, "My man, why are you still standing there? Why don't you pour tea for me?"

Li Qingcheng walked over with a teapot.

Tang Ao looked at him with his eyes narrowed and said, "You guy looks pretty good. How much is your monthly salary here?"

Li Qingcheng said angrily, "Thirty people, including food and accommodation."

Tang Ao said, "It's only thirty cents. The dog I have raised in my house costs three or four taels of silver a month. Why don't you follow me and make sure you have a good time and drink spicy food in the future." When the follower heard this, he said that the young master and Bodhisattva were indifferent. Seeing that Li Qingcheng was indifferent, he shouted, "Boy, it's your luck that my young master likes you. Why don't you thank me?"

Li Qingcheng said, "The dishes in Shuzhong are too spicy. I can't get used to it after eating them." As he said that, he poured the teacup and handed it over, "Young Master Tang, please use tea!" Although he was polite, he secretly used his strength in his hand and used the sticky technique.

Tang Ao reached out to pick it up, and as soon as he took it, the teacup did not move at all.

Tang Ao exclaimed, "Are you still a practicing family?" He was willing to show off, and he used his internal strength and said, "Take it!"

Li Qingcheng withdrew his internal force.

Bang!

A bowl of hot tea was sprinkled on Tang Ao's face.

Tang Ao let out a whistle, and he was embarrassed and suddenly became angry. He waved his hand and slapped him.

Bang!

A subordinate covered his face and said, "Young Master, you made a mistake!"

Tang Ao scolded, "You know that my young master's eyes are not good, you still put your face over and beat him. You deserve it!"

Tang Ao kicked the subordinate away, and then rushed towards Li Qingcheng. Li Qingcheng was not angry, and dismantled it with one move, but was not in a hurry to win. Tang Ao always felt that the opponent's martial arts were average, but after more than ten moves, he could not take any advantage, so he wanted to put the hidden weapon on it.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingcheng had already discovered his intention. Every time he had already attacked his fists before he could use a hidden weapon, Tang Ao was so angry that he screamed.

The two Qingcheng Sect clapped their hands and spoke sarcastic words.

"The number one sect in Sichuan and the number one master in Shu is really embarrassing to our martial arts world in Shu!" I completely forgot that it was the two who were giving their faces just now.

Tang Ao said annoyedly: "Stop!"

Li Qingcheng took a few steps back and looked at him coldly.

"Do you dare to take my three hidden weapons?"

Li Qingcheng smiled and said, "Please give yourself!"

Tang Ao twisted his hands, and there were ten golden small swords between his ten fingers. He said, "This sword is a hidden weapon of the Tang Sect in Shu. The sword is made of pure gold. The sword weighs three or three cents. It is highly poisonous and has blood-sealed throat. It is called the ghost-killing sword. Even if the ghost is hit, you have to see the King of Hell. Do you dare to take my three moves?"

Li Qingcheng said: "Ten swords, more than thirty taels of gold, you Tang Sect are really willing to spend a lot of money."

Tang Ao said, "I have money, do you care?"

There was still a stalemate here, but there was a loud bang next to him.

But a stone pillar in the inn collapsed with a bang.

Xiao Jinyan held the golden sword in the stone in his hand, took a bite, and said, "This sword is not pure gold!"

When Tang Ao heard this, he couldn't hold his face and thought to himself that it would be fine if the boy in front of him had martial arts skills. You, a runaway man, actually humiliated me like this. He raised his hand and ten golden swords flew out and dripped towards Xiao Jin.

Although these ten swords were shot out at the same time, their speeds were different.

The three handles in front attacked Xiao Jinyan directly.

There are three handles in the middle, attacking Xiao Jinyan’s three places in Danzhong, Yougu and Dantian.

The four handles behind attacked Xiao Jinyan's limbs respectively.

The golden sword came to Xiao Jinyan in an instant, and suddenly changed direction and attacked Xiao Jinyan's ten key acupoints respectively. This change was the essence of the Tang Sect's ghost-killing sword. It poured true energy into the sword, and changed the attack point instantly before hitting, which made people feel unpredictable to ghosts and gods.

Tang Ao showed a sneer on his lips, "Dare to question my young master's sword, I deserve to die because I talk too much!"

Xiao Jinyan laughed, waved his robe, and put the ten swords into his sleeve.

Xiao Jinyan said, "I just didn't see clearly, it was indeed full of gold!"

After saying that, put these eleven swords into your arms.
Chapter completed!