Especially after hearing what Jianmao said, Yan Shengzi's face became even uglier. However, when Yan Shengzi could not feel any fluctuation of true energy from Jianmao, he was suddenly stunned again. He looked at Jianmao with a confused face, as if he could not react.

No fluctuation of true energy?

In other words, this cheap cat has no cultivation at all?

Why would a cat with no manners dare to be so arrogant?

After Yan Shengzi was stunned for a moment, he burst into uncontrollable anger, staring at the mean cat and yelling, "You're looking for death!"

Boom! A terrifying wave of air suddenly erupted from Yan Shengzi's body, and a long sword appeared out of thin air behind him, emitting violent sword energy. He stared at the mean cat, sneered, and said, "Cat, dog, are you talking about yourself?"

The mean cat didn't seem to be afraid of Saint Yan at all. He drank the last drop of wine in the wine pot in one gulp. Under the confused looks of the crowd, he slapped the table and pointed at his nose and said, "Have you ever seen such a handsome cat? Damn, I am a Qilin. Have you heard of Qilin?"

Saint Yan was stunned, then laughed out of anger, and said with disdain: "I have heard of Qilin, but I have never heard of a Qilin that looks like you. Kill this bastard!"

Boom boom boom! There were terrifying sounds of auras exploding, and the women behind Yan Shengzi all burst out with a breathtaking aura, and all took a step closer to the mean cat.

The old man behind Yan Shengzi's face changed, and he suddenly cried out in a strange voice, saying, "Yan Shengzi, you can't do that."

"No?"

Saint Yan was stunned, turned around to look at the old man, and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong with that? Now only the monsters of the Beiqi clan have appeared. They have retreated into Beiqi Mountain and dare not come out. It's just a small monster. This Saint Son doesn't take it seriously. Even if I kill it, will the Beiqi clan dare to tear its face with my Gujin clan?"

The old man looked pale, and looked at the mean cat with fear, saying: "Saint Yan, this... this is not an ordinary little demon."

Saint Yan laughed loudly, looked at the mean cat with a teasing look on his face and said, "Even if you didn't say it, I could see it. How could an ordinary little demon speak without transforming? It seems that this little demon must have a high status in the Beiqi clan. I just don't know if the Beiqi clan will leave Beiqi Mountain in anger if I kill it. If so, I have done a great thing for the cultivators of the world!"

As he spoke, Saint Yan snorted coldly and said to the woman behind him: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you kill this bastard for me? You dare to stuff a chicken leg into my mouth. You must be tired of living!"

The old man behind Yan Shengzi was sweating coldly on his face. Damn it, he had heard that Yan Shengzi of the Kuching clan was an absolute idiot. Now that he had seen him, it turned out that hearing about him was worth seeing in person.

The cheap cat can't even stuff a chicken leg into your mouth. If you offend it, it will even stuff feces into your mouth! Seeing that the women were about to rush forward, the old man hurriedly advised, "Son of Yan, don't do that. The one in front of you... this is Senior Cheap Cat."

Bitch cat... Senior? Yan Shengzi was stunned, and looked at the bitch cat with suspicion, and asked in surprise: "The bitch cat beside Yang Zhen in the legend, the bitch cat with Hua Shengnv and Dao Chi girl?"

The old man nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Yan Shengzi had heard of the Bian Mao and knew how terrifying the Bian Mao was. In Hancheng, not many people dared to offend Senior Bian Mao.

However, just as the old man breathed a sigh of relief, Yan Shengzi suddenly burst into laughter, the long sword behind him suddenly made a loud noise, and he rushed towards the cheap cat.

"It turned out to be the bitch cat. It was really easy for this Saint Son to find it. Those idiots wanted to surpass Yang Zhen's fame. They were looking for the Flower Saint and the Taoist Chi girl. They were a bunch of ridiculous guys. They wanted to step on Yang Zhen's head. Why not just find the bitch cat and kill it?"

Hearing what Yan Shengzi said, the old man turned pale with fright and hurriedly crawled to the side, fearing that he would be covered in blood.

Buzz! The terrifying aura of a strong man in the Spiritualization Stage filled the entire teahouse in the blink of an eye. The violent spiritual power shocked everyone, and everyone's face was shocked.

Even the old man who rolled and crawled to the side smiled bitterly.

The terrifying sword energy was about to fall on Jianmao, but Jianmao seemed not to see it. He stayed where he was calmly, looking at Yan Shengzi with amusement.

If Yang Zhen were here, he would be shocked. How could this mean cat, which always runs faster than a mouse when encountering danger, suddenly become so calm?

"It's over. Yan Shengzi is such an idiot. Why would he offend Senior Jianmao when he could have offended anyone else? Now even the Gujin clan will probably suffer as well."

The old man shook his head and said with a sigh, but this had nothing to do with him. Hancheng was in chaos now, and the matter of Yan Shengzi was not a big deal.

Just as everyone took a deep breath and their faces turned strange, a loud earth-shaking noise was heard and the entire floor began to shake.

Yan Shengzi's expression suddenly turned stern. He staggered and then jumped up with a look of changed expression.

Buzz! An overwhelming aura suddenly came, and then the entire teahouse was filled with terrifying sword energy.

"Who, who is it?" Yan Shengzi's face turned pale and he looked towards the stairs of the teahouse with a serious expression.

The endless sword energy surprised everyone, especially the old man who was hiding. A strange look flashed across his face, and he muttered to himself, "Sure enough... it's coming!"

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"Sage Yan is so powerful that he even bullies a cat?"

A cold voice came, and then everyone's face changed. A young man carrying a sword appeared on the stairs of the teahouse! "Li Cangxu, is it you?" Yan Shengzi's face became completely gloomy, staring at Li Cangxu and said, "I want to kill the cheap cat, what does it have to do with you?"

Li Cangxu pretended not to hear anything, and walked step by step to the cheap cat, nodded to the cheap cat, then turned to look at Yan Shengzi and said in a deep voice: "Half a year ago, in the battle of Tianquan Holy Land, you left too fast!"

Saint Yan laughed loudly and said, "I am a little regretful that I didn't fight with you. Why do you want to fight with me now? I suddenly remembered that you, Li Cangxu, entered the Dao with Yang Zhen. This is good. Let me learn from you. Under Yang Zhen's teachings, what means do you have to dare to show off your power to me?"

They are about to fight! Upstairs, everyone was shocked, looking at Yan Shengzi and Li Cangxu in horror, and retreated together. Many people even left the teahouse and watched from afar.

The aura of Saint Yan became stronger and stronger. As he laughed, the long sword in his hand shone like a rainbow. He shouted in a broken voice: "All of you, go and kill the cheap cat for me!"

Li Cangxu's face changed, and he was about to make a move, but Yan Shengzi sneered, and with the sound of his long sword humming, a stream of sword energy rushed towards Li Cangxu.

"Your opponent is this Holy Son!"

Boom! Another roar was heard, and the entire teahouse floor exploded completely. Several black shadows rushed towards the women, without saying a word, and started slashing with knives.

"The Beiqi demon clan!" Yan Shengzi snorted coldly, and rushed towards Li Cangxu with a cold look.

The mean cat curled his lips at the side, and then he stopped caring about the battlefield, and muttered to himself: "Damn, Beiyu is getting more and more lively. If you don't come out, you will miss this big excitement."

(End of this chapter)