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However, there are not many coastal cities like Taiyuan City, so they are still quite valued, whether it is commercial trade or urban management and construction, they are stronger than Liangzhou City.

When Jiang Cheng sat on his horse and slowly walked into the inner city, it was already more than half an hour later, and the sky was already dark.

There is a mansion in the inner CX area, which occupies a large area and is very magnificent, and the mansion has a plaque hanging high with a silver hook of the three-character iron painting of "Tianxiahui", which seems to be alive and wants to jump out.

This is also a station set up by the Tianxia Association in Taiyuan City, and it is also the place where the disciples of the various factions and even the talkers of the Western Court of the Heavenly Demon Gate are seated.

As the name suggests, the members of the Tianxia Association are widely spread all over the world, although most of the low-level low-level members are a rabble of good and bad, but they are also a large force, and they are the largest vassal force supported by the Heavenly Demon Gate.

There are many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and a large number of disciples are promoted from the Tianxia Association and sent to the mountain.

At this time, the interior of this mansion was brightly lit, and in the main hall of the inner courtyard of the mansion, it seemed that many people had gathered together to discuss important matters.

The corridors outside were guarded by guards, and there were secret sentries everywhere, and maids and servants were interspersed, and everything was in order, like a small royal palace.

"Senior Brother Deng, according to what you say, when the terrifying Senior Brother Jiang, who has become famous recently, arrives, we will all bow down and welcome him into the door respectfully, and we will do what he says?

In the main hall, a strange voice of yin and yang came.

The person who spoke had a polygonal face, thin lips and small eyes, and a gloomy and somewhat sneering expression, which made it difficult for people to feel any intimacy at first glance.

"Hehehehe......" chuckled, and at the lower head of the seat on the right side of the hall, a gentleman in white clothes shook his head slightly with an iron fan, "Senior Brother Fu, you are also the thirty-second person on the gold list in the door, who dares to dictate to you?"

However, what the senior brother just said was just some of the big truths that he had seen and heard, that Senior Brother Jiang was indeed difficult to provoke, Mu Lichen was killed by him, and in the end, he was the only one who returned to the sect safely.

It is rumored that he killed Heyunliu in the end, not to mention this for the time being, he can defeat the dragon and tiger sword Lu Yunfeng, this is a real record......

If you lose your brother, you have the confidence to compete with him, and I will also cheer for you. ”

"Hmph. Senior Brother Deng, you don't have to provoke me to lose my soul, although the surname Jiang is strong, but in this Taiyuan City, it is not something he can say.

Although Senior Brother Chen is dead, Senior Sister Wen has not had an accident, maybe she is secretly observing, if Senior Brother Jiang's attitude is okay......"

"Newspaper. ”

A black-clothed disciple with a knife suddenly rushed in from outside the door, his figure was swift and his steps were brisk, and he shouted when he reached the door.

"Huh?" the cold temperament of the mourning eyes swept away with displeasure.

The disciple hurriedly threw himself close and knelt on one knee.

"Say it. ”

There was another person sitting next to Fu Biao, wearing a black coat, his skin was white and oily, at this time, Huo Ran opened his eyes but was as sharp as a sword, Sen Sen's eyes were dazzling, not angry and self-threatening.

"Report to the two deacons, our people lost Consul Jiang in the city......"

"Lost?"

The expressions of the others in the hall changed slightly.

"Useless waste. ”

Fu Biao snorted coldly, and the hand holding the teacup shook suddenly, and the lid of the teacup flew up with a pop, and it was suddenly shot out like a hidden weapon with a flick of his left hand.

"Whoosh!"

The disciple who knelt on one knee secretly screamed that it was not good and just wanted to dodge, but he was already a step too late, and when he looked up, he was hit in the head by the lid of the cup.

There was no sound of porcelain breaking, only a "click" and a piercing sound, as if bones were cracked.

The knife-wielding disciple snorted, and his body was beaten backwards, and he fell to the ground with a direct impact.

The lid of the teacup was still intact and inserted into the man's brain, and it was inserted directly into the halfway point, as if it was violently rotating and rubbing and cutting in, and the blood was oozing from the wound.

"Hehehehe, why should the mourning deacon be as knowledgeable as this little minion, come on, carry the body out. ”

On the left side of the hall, a tall, bald man sits with blue and black tattoos embroidered on his body, giving people a fierce momentum, but at the moment he looks very flattering and flattering.

"Hmph, although there are many people in your world, but they are useless, and they can be lost with individuals, it seems that the person surnamed Jiang has noticed that he has been targeted, and now it is estimated that he is on the way to come, let's all prepare how to meet this." ”

Fu Biao got up with a gloomy face.

But at this time, a flat and laughing voice came from outside the door.

"I don't need you to greet me, I, Jiang, have already arrived. ”

When the voice came, Jiang Cheng, who was wearing a black suit, had slowly walked into the hall from outside the door.

Suddenly, everyone in the hall changed color slightly, their eyes looked at the door, and fell on Jiang Cheng, who walked into the hall, and couldn't help but look different for a while.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng, who was wearing a black power suit, with a short sheath knife around his waist, his long hair hung neatly on his shoulders, and a cold chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth, his figure was deeply imprinted in the eyes of everyone present.

He talked and laughed freely, and walked slowly into the hall, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable momentum.

It is like a tiger that has walked into a pack of wolves, although there are many wolves, it is difficult to hide his strength and fear.

"You are Jiang Cheng?"

The moment Fu Biao saw Jiang Cheng walking into the hall, his eyes froze, and he couldn't help asking, his expression became a little ugly, and he was a little more vigilant and uneasy.

There is no vanity under the fame, although he didn't take Jiang Cheng in his eyes in the tone of his words before, but when he really met, he didn't dare to slack off and despise him.

Just as he wanted to step down from the high platform and salute, Jiang Cheng's gaze flashed as cold as lightning, firmly locking his body.

"I don't like people talking about me behind my back......"

As he spoke, his footsteps did not stop, as if a tiger was hovering in his territory, pacing slowly and awe-inspiringly.

"I don't like it either, somebody standing so tall talking to me. ”

When he took four steps, he was already within ten steps of Fu Biao, and his words had already been finished at this time.

Ten steps is the most dangerous range, which is the distance that can kill.

Fu Biao felt a great danger, and when Jiang Cheng's words came out, he was already overwhelmed by his momentum and couldn't help but take two steps back.

However, if he retreated, he had already reached the side of the chair, and when there was no way to retreat, Jiang Cheng had already finished speaking, and his figure was more like a flying goose sweeping the waves, and he suddenly approached.

"Senior Brother Jiang!"

A few people on both sides of the table immediately stood up and whispered to stop them, and the fair-skinned man beside Fu Biao frowned even more, and the palms on the table also shrank slightly.