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Chapter 1775 I have twelve swords

He felt as if he was in trouble with this so-called Tyrant Sword Guild.

You can encounter them everywhere, and it's all by chance.

Every time there were conflicts.

This made Li Dalong have an even worse impression of the so-called Tyrant Sword Union.

He knew the bald man Wang Quan quite well. Although Wang Quan was a little reckless, he rarely caused any trouble after following him, for fear of ruining Li Dalong's affairs.

In addition, Li Dalong gave each of them a high-grade holy weapon. Compared to Ma Wudu, who may have some thoughts, Wang Quan is truly devoted to him.

So it is obvious that either the people from the Ba Jian Guild really annoyed Wang Quan, or they took action directly, otherwise this thing would not have happened.

Thinking of this, Li Dalong is so big and Wang Quan's strength, it may be a bit dangerous to face the people of the Ba Jian Guild, so it is not good to delay.

After finding the person who came back to report the news, he went directly to the place where they clashed.

However, as soon as he brought his people to the place, he found that the situation was not very good.

Besides the man who went back to report the news, there was another person who followed Wang Quan out to explore the road.

It's just that when Li Dalong came here and saw them surrounded by the Ba Sword Union, the man had turned into a corpse. Now he was being supported by Wang Quan, while looking angrily at the people from the Ba Sword Union team around him.

When Li Dalong saw this scene, his heart was filled with anger and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Although Wang Quan and the others had not been with him for long, they still worked hard with all their heart, no credit but hard work, and basically did not cause any trouble to Li Dalong. Li Dalong still used these subordinates very smoothly.

But now that I saw him being killed by members of the Ba Jian Guild, I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Especially when he saw that the sacred weapon he had given to Wang Quan and his companions had now appeared in the hands of those from the Sword Tyrant Guild, he became even more angry.

"boom!"

When Li Dalong saw this scene for the first time, he rushed over.

The people from the Ba Jian Guild didn't even react yet.

They felt a huge impact suddenly rushing towards Wang Quan's position, which forced them to take a few steps back and could no longer surround the bodies of Wang Quan and his companions.

After a while, they saw an additional figure emerging after the dust dispersed.

Who else is it if it’s not Li Dalong?

In addition, they also saw Ma Wudu and others who were gradually approaching here.

I was a little shocked at first, but soon I smiled disapprovingly.

Although so many people appeared, they were too confident in themselves. They did not think that Li Dalong and other monks who suddenly appeared could pose any threat to them.

"Who are you? These two are your companions? Do you know that they have offended our team? Hand them over quickly, otherwise you will know how powerful we are."

Among the people from the Ba Jian Guild, there was one who was careless and spoke directly with a disdainful tone, looking at Li Dalong who suddenly appeared.

Although the other members of the Ba Jian Guild did not speak and had indifferent expressions, it could be seen from their eyes that they obviously had the same idea.

He thought that Li Dalong and his companions who came over were just a bunch of weak chickens.

Didn't take it to heart at all.

"I heard that you are from the Ba Jian Guild?"

However, Li Dalong did not answer their words, but asked this question, his tone did not sound wavering, and he did not seem to be angry about it.

The people from the Ba Sword Guild were a little surprised when they heard this, but they soon thought that Li Dalong had heard the name of his Ba Sword Guild and was a little scared.

This makes them feel boring. They use the name of their union to scare their opponents. Although they are proud of it, they still cannot reflect their power.

"Knowing that we are members of the Ba Sword Guild, you should have a more correct attitude. You are pretty good. Unlike your companions, who dare to take action after hearing our name, you are like an old man hanging himself. He is tired of living."

The profligate monk said again: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, hand over the person quickly, you have nothing to do here, get out!"

They had no intention of keeping Li Dalong and the others.

It's not that they have any good intentions, it's just that this is related to the development of Qingyang Realm.

There are not many monks in Qingyang Realm, only tens of thousands of them. However, the development of Qingyang Realm requires monks very much.

After all, tasks like those in Xiaoguanghan World always require people to do them in order to succeed.

Therefore, there is an unwritten rule in the Qingyang Realm. Unless necessary, other monks in the Qingyang Realm are not allowed to be killed. Otherwise, if the Qingyang Saint Lord notices him, he may not be able to escape death.

Therefore, although the people of the Ba Jian Guild were overbearing, they had no intention of leaving Li Dalong and the others behind.

After being insulted in every possible way, they asked them to keep Wang Quan.

Logically speaking, there is no need for Li Dalong to have a conflict with people from the Ba Jian Union over Wang Quan at this time. After all, Wang Quan is not actually him, and once a conflict occurs, it may destroy some of his plans.

However, Li Dalong did not leave. This was not in line with his character. He had been so magnanimous when facing people from the six major religions and four major tribes. Now that he is just a small team from a trade union, do you want him to retreat?

Once he shrinks back, he is afraid that his thoughts will not be clear in the future, and it may also affect his practice.

Therefore, Li Dalong did not move, but looked coldly at the people of the Ba Jian Guild.

"one two three……"

Seeing that Li Dalong did not respond and instead started counting, the people from the Ba Jian Guild couldn't help but frown and said harshly: "What are you doing? If you don't leave, you won't even be able to leave! Why don't you get out?!"

Just when they said these words, Li Dalong's words fell silent.

"……twelve."

"Twelve people, I will use twelve swords. As long as one of you is alive, I will lose."

The cold words shocked everyone who heard them.

What did they hear?

Didn't you see a madman?

The twelve members of the Ba Jian Guild felt very speechless.

At the same time, he also realized that it was no wonder that Li Dalong had no reaction no matter what they said before. It turned out that he was mentally ill.

"It turns out he is a fool. Forget it, since he is a fool, it will not help the development of Qingyang Realm. Since he doesn't want to leave, let's stay together."

When the prodigal monk from the Tyrant Sword Guild heard this, he flicked a high-grade holy sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!
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