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Chapter 1670 The pot of the bookstore(1/2)

Hu Qiwei has dominated the cold town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain for many years and has long been accustomed to the taste of a local emperor.

He has forgotten how many years he has not pulled out his sword!

"Old Hu, wait!" Leng Chan called out to Hu Qiwei and looked at the warrior who reported the message: "How many people are there, what is the background? How old are you and how powerful are you?"

"Madam is still careful." Hu Qiwei nodded beside him and pointed at the warrior with a knife: "Let me tell me what's going on!"

He loves impulsiveness, but Leng Chan is different.

Although Leng Chan is a concubine, she is still a woman from the Leng family. She acts calmly and is quite scheming.

"An old man!" The blue-robed warrior who came back to report the news knelt on the ground and shouted in panic: "I killed our people with one sword!"

"Just an old man?"

Hu Qiwei was a little angry: "You bunch of trash can't even handle an old man, so what's the face to come back to report the news!"

After saying that, he walked to the warrior with a knife in his hand.

"The owner of the house..."

Puchi!

Before the warrior could finish his words, Hu Qiwei slashed it with one sword!

"Madam, you're waiting for me here!"

After killing, Hu Qiwei, carrying a blood-stained knife, called a few more people and walked towards the entrance of the town.

The old man wanted to pass through Hanzhen to Kunlun, which was the only way to go.

From a distance, he saw an old man riding a donkey, humming a small song, walking leisurely to this side.

"Is it him?" Hu Qiwei wore a black cotton robe and a squid hat, and looked at the entrance of the town with his eyes narrowed.

"It's him!" One of the warriors who ran back to report the news nodded, his voice trembling: "It's this old guy who killed our brothers with one sword!"

These people can't forget the horror of Mo's sword.

Too fast!

A cold light flashed and life was lost.

"Light up your dog's eyes and show me! See how I deal with him!" Hu Qiwei rolled up his sleeves and left straight towards Mo.

The people from Wuzhuang stood there and had no courage to follow.

I was afraid that the master would fight and hurt the innocent.

"Old man, have you killed someone in my territory?" Hu Qiwei asked with a knife in his right hand and about ten meters away from Mo.

The street was not wide, and Hu Qiwei blocked him directly in the middle of the road.

But strangely, there was a young man following behind the old man!

The boy took a famous woman and rode on a tall horse.

"A good dog won't block the way!" Mo sat on the donkey and said leisurely.

"You say it again?" Hu Qiwei's voice was low, and the knife in his hand was shaking slightly.

He is the king of Wuzhuang!

The king of Han Town!

Now an old man dares to insult him like this!

"Don't leave?" Mo's eyes, which were originally closed, opened slightly. "If you don't leave, I'm going to draw my sword."

"Arrogant!" Hu Qiwei turned his wrist and headed straight for Mo!

Long sword hunts and wind!

The Hu family and the Leng family have married and have also obtained many classics collected by the Leng family in Kunlun.

Although Hu Qiwei is just talented, under Leng Chan's guidance, his sword skills are very superb!

"Do you understand whether you respect the elderly or love the young?" Mo stepped on his legs and flew up directly from the donkey's back. The long sword in his hand turned into a residual light and slashed it straight down!

clang!

Swords collided!

A spark exploded in the air!

Before Hu Qiwei could react, Mo's sword stabbed out again!

When the sword is extremely fast, only light will remain!

Puchi!

Hu Qiwei couldn't dodge and a blood mist exploded on his right shoulder.

The whole person took a few steps back, with shock in his eyes!

"Old guy, you..."

Hu Qiwei pointed at Mo, not even looking at his injuries.

This sword is too fast!

He is a warrior and naturally knows what this means.

"The old guy is in a bad mood, so he decided to kill you." Mo turned his wrist and turned into a afterimage, heading straight for Hu Qiwei!

clang!

Hu Qiwei can't sit still and wait for death!

He stood in front of him and resisted the sword again!

But under severe inertia, it was directly knocked away three meters away!

"Stay someone under the sword!"

Suddenly.

A woman's voice came.

Leng Chan trotted to Hu Qiwei and helped her husband up.

"Do not go! I can't swallow this tone!" Hu Qiwei lost face in front of his wife and subordinates. How could he leave in shame?

He pulled out the signal flare from his waist and aimed it at the sky to launch!

Thunder exploded!

The sky in Hanzhen was instantly covered by red smoke and dust.

"Burn me, you will die or not." Hu Qiwei threw the signal gun to the ground, his face extremely gloomy.

Soon, nearly a hundred Wuzhuang disciples wearing blue robes flocked to him!

The ink was covered with water!

"You are playing with fire." Mo Dan held the sword in his hand, looked around, and smiled faintly: "These people alone can't kill me."

He has confidence!

Mo is different from others, he learns from Yin Feng!

In fact, every generation of Mo Yin's leader is personally passed down by Yin Feng!

Among the seven veins, in addition to the Tiangang domineering aura of the Imperial veins, Mo Yin is the strongest.

"Then try it!" Hu Qiwei took the towel, pressed it hard on the wound on his shoulder, and said viciously: "Kill the knife!"

He was really angry.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Hundreds of people draw their swords neatly!

Let the air around you be filled with a cold light!

Sorrow!

Dead silence!

"Slow down!" Li Shier suddenly spoke immediately.

They should go to Kunlun Mountain as soon as possible now. Such trivial matters are not worth wasting time.

"I heard that your wife is a member of the Kunlun Leng family?" Li Shier asked.

"I am Leng Chan, who are you?"

Leng Chan initially called out Hu Qiwei because the situation was wrong.

Now that the people from Wuzhuang are coming, she has long lost her worries.

"It doesn't matter who I am." Li Shier took off a piece of jade from his waist and shook it casually: "Hanhai Book Garden, have you ever heard of it?"

"Hanhai Book Garden?" Leng Chan thought for a while and suddenly remembered this mysterious Book Garden. "I know Hanhai Book Garden."
To be continued...
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