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Chapter 667

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Wu Qin's face twitched. When three men with sky-blue masks appeared, he felt a strong sense of oppression. He was already at the peak of the fourth grade. What kind of cultivation would be that he could bring him a sense of oppression? He thought it was at least a master with his butt.

He couldn't believe why there was a master in a small Wuya Pavilion, and there were three people. This made his mind buzzing and he wanted to escape, but the soles of his feet seemed to have taken root and sprouted on the ground, and he couldn't lift his foot at all.

No, I have to escape. Even if I have fought most of my life, I will escape. Now there is only one master next to me. I can see the threshold of the master, and I may not be able to resist one or two!

Yes, if you try your best to escape, as long as you inform the leader, with the leader's cultivation, he will definitely be able to eliminate all these people... Wu Qinyang's cultivation is activated, and he must use his proud unique skills and a skill of escape.

Long Yin Guard reached out to Wu Qinyang. Wu Qinyang suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, turning into blood mist, and then slapped Long Yin Guard with a palm, and quickly swept backward, and soon it was ten steps away.

Hahaha, I want to take me, Wu Qinyang, dream! I don’t have any other skills. When it comes to escaping, I am the best at it. You Kyoto people don’t know the dangers of the world, so I was deceived by me at once. Can’t you react at all?

Hahaha... Wu Qinyang was proud. He was more than twenty steps away from the nearest man with the sky blue mask. As long as he was determined to run, he would not be caught.

He flew over, and as soon as he stepped onto the eaves, he saw two old men staring at him.

One has white hair and kind eyebrows, and the other has a scar on his face and looks fierce.

Inside the house, when he saw Wu Qinyang running away, Anping and Xile, and the black-clothed guardian who were limping on the ground, he was delighted. As long as Elder Wu ran out, the Lord would definitely come back to save them. Then the time will be the time when Wuya Pavilion is destroyed.

But their joy just emerged. A white figure roared over and fell heavily in front of them. Then, a long blood mark was wiped out on the ground, and it hit the legs of the table and chair with a bang, directly breaking the legs of the table and chair.

Anping and Xile looked at each other carefully and felt as if their hearts were ashamed. The figure that fell over was the elder Wu Qinyang. He was already half dead at this moment, lying on the ground and wailing.

Immediately afterwards, two old men walked into the study, one with kind eyes and the other with fierce expressions, which were Jia Er San and Jia Yi Nineteen.

"Peace Master!" Jia Er San and Jia Yi Jiu clasped their fists together. Now Wuya Pavilion is established. They changed their name to the Pavilion Master in response to Zhao Wujiang's instructions.

The three dragon dragon guards also said respectfully:

"People's Lord!"

Zhao Wujiang nodded gently. Gu Nanyuan in his arms was already in a state of uproar. She originally thought that the members of Wuya Pavilion were Jiang Mengli and Li Yuanzheng from the Jiang family, except for some of the original members of their Dijiao Gang.

But she never expected that Zhao Wujiang had a strong man in the Grandmaster realm around him, and he had five, and this lineup was enough to sweep the rest of the underground forces in Kyoto.

At this moment, her chest was undulating, and the pain in her heart became more and more intense, and she couldn't help but hum in pain.

The pain was just released, and a pair of big hands were pressed on her heart.

Gu Nanyuan looked up and found that it was Zhao Wujiang. At this moment, the silver needle had been inserted into her heart, and the pain was weakening.

"I'll take you to heal." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently.

Gu Nanyuan nodded softly, and her black hair still covered most of her face.

Su Liangjiu and Su Shanchang were frozen in the study for a while, and they were at a loss.

Originally, they had similar ideas to Gu Nanyuan, and believed that the strongest person in Wuya Pavilion was Li Yuanzheng, and his biggest background was Zhao Wujiang's connections and the power of Jiang Mengli and the Jiang family.

But what they saw today shocked them to the point of being completely impressed. Wuya Pavilion actually has the foundation of a master and a strong man, and there are five of them. They didn't dare to think about this kind of thing, but they really saw it today.

"Take them down, especially this man in blue shirt, must take good care of him!" Zhao Wujiang picked up Gu Nanyuan's legs and back and picked her up, and walked towards the back house.

"Zhun, Master!" Long Yinwei's voice was loud and his momentum was imposing, dragging An Ping and others away.

Su Liangjiu and Su Shanchang had nowhere to put their hands, so they called respectfully:

"senior?"

Long Yinwei ignored them, which made them a little embarrassed.
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