People are devouring, sharing countless talents together!

After all, the warrior who devoured the universe is well-known for his fighting ability even in the heavens and all worlds!

He poured the wine sideways, without taking precautions.

Facing Fan Xian's violent attack, Qin Yun continued to drink slowly.

However, what made Fan Xian a little bit unbelievable, or rather, unbelievable was.

It is such a subtle movement, such a leisurely stroll.

No matter how hard he swung his sword, the surrounding courtyard was ravaged by the sword energy brought by his true qi.

But what is incredible is.

However, his blade could never touch Qin Yun at all.

Every time they were about to touch, Qin Yun would just dodge it before Fan Xian could show any joy.

Can this situation really be explained by physical skills?

Not to mention teacher Fei Jie, even Uncle Wu Zhu, who taught me martial arts since I was a child, probably couldn't do it, right?

Fortunately, unlike ordinary people, Fan Xian's perseverance is always strong.

After a long and fruitless attack, the more he couldn't kill Qin Yun, the harder Fan Xian worked.

Not only that, seeing that Qin Yun really didn't care about Lao Ha's life or death,

He showed off his weakness, threw out a few steel needles, cut the ropes on Lao Ha's body, and let the poor man go.

Now that Fan Xian had no worries, he fought even harder.

It’s a pity that the direction is wrong and the so-called effort is actually a bad thing.

Seeing that the opponent's true energy was almost exhausted, he still hadn't figured out the trick.

After drinking a jar of wine, it seemed that Fan Xian's arrogance had been almost exhausted, and Qin Yun no longer had the mood to play around.

He raised the wine cup and just pressed it lightly in front of Fan Xian's wide eyes.

The tempered steel knife was suppressed on the wooden table. No matter how Fan Xian inhaled and exhaled his true energy, it was like a drop in the ocean.

The steel knife suppressed by Qin Yun remained motionless.

"Abandon the knife!"

Then, Qin Yun let out a low chuckle.

When a special force was transmitted along the steel knife to Fan Xian's arm.

Although he was very reluctant in his heart, the steel knife in his hand could not obey his command under the influence of the force.

Under Qin Yun's control, it flew directly into the distance and sank deeply into the stone trough.

Seeing this scene, Fan Xian's heartbeat couldn't help but slow down.

What a joke! He can’t even beat himself with a knife, let alone with his bare hands?

What's even more terrifying is that judging from Qin Yun's attire, he should be a master swordsman.

However, from the beginning to the end of the fight, Qin Yun never drew his sword!

'Who is he?'

'From the perspective of skill, it seems that he is not strong, and he should even be slightly weaker than me.

But the strange thing is, aren't his skills and movements a little too terrifying?

Let alone other people, I don't think Uncle Wuzhu has such a body movement ability, right?

"Damn, this method is so powerful that it doesn't seem to belong to this world!"

He cursed inwardly, but then seemed to remember something.

After clapping his hands a little awkwardly, Fan Xian, who was originally very shocked, now looked unusually relaxed.

Qin Yun: "What? Don't you want to try again?

If you don't do it, then I will!"

"Haha, my hero, you don't have to lie to me.

With your skills, if you really wanted to kill me, even if I had nine lives like a cat, I would be almost dead by now.

Besides, the time has come, so it doesn’t really matter whether we take action or not.

My teacher Fei Jie once said that the outcome of a battle does not depend solely on swords and spears.

How about it? Do you feel weak all over and can’t muster any strength?

Congratulations, you've been poisoned. This is the Ten Fragrance Muscle Softening Powder I specially prepared!"

Qin Yun: “…”

Poisoning?

No, buddy, don’t you know that I have the entry for immunity to all poisons?

If you can't stop the snake god's curse, can you stop the poison of the martial arts world?

8. You are not Fan Jian’s son, you are Emperor Qing’s son!

"Poisoned?"

"Not bad!"

As Fei Jie's direct disciple, he seems to be very confident in his knowledge of pharmacology.

Unlike his martial arts during the fight, after confirming that Qin Yun was poisoned, Fan Xian acted quite relaxed.

"Clap clap~"

After brushing off the dust on his green robe, he sat down on the chair without any worries.

As if he had Qin Yun in his grasp, Fan Xian picked up the wine jar and poured himself a glass of wine.

"My dear hero, I have already told you that my teacher is Fei Jie.

For a small character like me, you may not have heard of it.

But I think you should be very familiar with my teacher's name.

Fighting against his successor, you are too careless!"

"Fei Jie, the head of the Third Division of the Supervisory Council, may not be very skilled in martial arts, but when it comes to the art of poisons, it's no exaggeration to call him a Grand Master.

Looking around the world, the only one who can compete with him is probably Sean, the former leader of the Tiqi! "

Fan Xian: "Wow, the old man is so strong. It seems he really didn't lie to me."

With a smug smile, Fan Xian explained before drinking.

"But hero, you don't have to worry. My poison only has an anesthetic effect and won't harm your origin.

When the time comes..."

"Snapped!"

Without waiting for Fan Xian to finish, or even before he picked up the wine glass to take a sip.

Just like a cheetah standing up, Qin Yun slapped Fan Xian's head, pressing it directly into the ground. At this time, he was breathing out more than breathing in.

The wine he had poured out also fell onto the table.

"Impossible, how is this possible!"

It looked like pulling out a radish. It took a lot of effort for Fan Xian to pull the head out of the yard. He was now covered in dust.

Ignore the other person's self-doubt.

With one hand, Qin Yun grabbed the token with a very special texture that Fan Xian had been hanging around his waist.

"The material is correct, the texture is correct, this is indeed the waist badge of the Supervisory Council.

It seems that the fact that Fei Jie is your teacher is not a fabrication.

But...as Fei Jie's apprentice, don't you know that there are people in this world who are immune to all poisons?"

Immune to all poisons?

After shaking his head and shaking off the yellow dirt on his hair, Fan Xian's eyes regained their spirit.

I've heard of this kind of person.

But who could have thought that I would meet such a person in my first battle when I was just a newcomer to the martial arts world!

Fortunately, Qin Yun's sudden attack did teach him a lesson.

But whether it was the previous conversation or the token just now, both showed that there was a misunderstanding.

Seeing that Qin Yun had become suspicious, Fan Xian, who was already a lively person, was no longer afraid.

“I did say that, but I never thought I would encounter it myself.

Hey hero, since you are so familiar with this token, you should also know my teacher, right?

To be honest, I am Fei Jie's apprentice after all. How could I be a traitor to the country?

I think there must be some misunderstanding here!"

Seeing that Fan Xian didn't know what this token represented at this time.

Considering the subsequent plan, Qin Yun threw the token into his arms and handed him a glass of wine, then spoke lightly.

"It's true that I know your teacher, but the reason you asked me to stop wasn't because of your master-disciple relationship!"

"Oh?"

"Do you know what this token represents?

The status of the Supervisory Yuan's Chief Secretary is comparable to that of the eight heads of various ministries.

Although he has no rank or status, he holds immense power.

With such an identity, not to mention the assassination mission on your part, there are many doubts.

Even if it is really treason, I cannot handle it within my authority.

However, seeing you as such a special person, it is worth my trip all the way to Danzhou!"

It’s just a small token, how can it have such great power?

Although Teacher Fei Jie's identity is extraordinary, it is obviously impossible for him to get such a thing for himself.

His eyes rolled around, with Fan Xian's intelligence.

In just a blink of an eye, he understood Qin Yun's subtext.

The origin of this token is probably someone else's work.

It is not known whether they are enemies or friends, but one thing is certain: the other party must be extremely powerful!

But I haven’t arrived in Beijing yet.

Why did he arrange for assassins from the Supervisory Council to kill him?

And why would a Ti Si waist badge be placed in advance?

Amidst all the doubts, a flash of inspiration came to Fan Xian, and he suddenly grasped another key point.

"This hero..."

"Just call me Qin Yun."

"Okay, Brother Qin!"

Don't say, although I was a myasthenia gravis patient in my previous life,

But because of his natural intelligence, Fan Xian is very knowledgeable about the ways of the world.

Look, he was slapped to the ground by Qin Yun just a second ago, but the next second, he was calling him brother.

The switching is so smooth, just like Dove!