Countless baseball bats fell on the paper man, and the paper man carried them, but even this did not change the fact that they were practitioners.

It's easy for a practitioner to deal with hundreds of gangsters.

"Who dares to offend Mr. Shen's friends?"

At this time, a young man appeared at the door, said indifferently.

This is a guy whose accomplishments have reached the third grade.

After coming in, a pair of eyes swept Wang Qian, eyes full of cold.

Brother Xiong trembled and said, "master Shen is him!"

"That's him. He didn't pay attention to Mr. Shen at all!"

The monk who came in nodded faintly, "I haven't seen anything so arrogant for a long time. You are just a product. Now I'll give you a chance to kneel down and apologize. Don't say we bully people."

More than a dozen friars behind all laughed.

Wu Xinyue only felt that her body was numb and crisp.

The people who came in were all practitioners. Just a few of them would be enough for Wang Qian to drink.

Wang Qian glanced at them and then said, "you guys, help brother Xiong bully people. Don't you think all your accomplishments are on the dog?"

"To die!"

The friar at the head, his eyes were cold.

Whoosh! It's a big noise.

A flying sword flew out of his back. It was like a poisonous snake and stabbed at Wang Qian.

This is the cruel of the friars. If they don't agree with each other, they will kill directly.

Other friars also moved. Although Wang Qian was a first-class friar, they besieged him together with those who didn't care about his dignity.

The speed of more than ten people is as fast as thunder and lightning.

Wang Qian's mouth showed a touch of ridicule, and then directly scattered more paper men.

A paper man scattered out of the moment, it turned into Wang Qian's appearance.

"To be a soldier by sowing beans?"

"No, it's paper man!"

All the friars were taken aback.

Before he had any other reaction, the paper men had already moved and used the pure Yang drunken sword formula one by one. The paper man was holding a long sword transformed from aura.

These paper men knocked over these friars just by looking at each other.

Brush, brush!

A cloud of blood appeared on the ground.

One by one, monk Pu suffered a big loss as soon as he looked at his face. Everyone was pale.

"No, this paper man's accomplishments have reached nine grades!"

What a perversion it is to have a paper man of nine grades.

These friars have other ideas before they have time. Then Wang Qian spilled more than a dozen paper men and slapped them on the ground.

There was a look of fear in the eyes of all the monks.

"No way!"

"This..."

Wu Xinyue and brother Xiong only feel that their world is broken.

The young man in front of them told them what it means to have people outside and heaven outside.

"Keep calling."

Wang Qian's voice was indifferent.

Listen in brother Xiong's ear, but let brother Xiong tremble all over.

So many people have been knocked down by Wang Qian, what can he do if he finds more people?

"It seems that only Mr. Shen himself came."

Brother Xiong instructed Wu Xinyue to dial the phone.

When the phone was turned over, Shen Xingzi knew that the phone was hung up.

He left a sentence: "I'll be right there!"

Brother Xiong was finally relieved.

"That's the man of Xuanmen! Boy, the people from Xuanmen are coming. What else can you do

"This guy is going to die today!"

The eyes of the practitioners who fell to the ground showed a ferocious look.

Wang Qian didn't care, then he took out a bottle of Jinyang Dan liquid and drank it.

In less than two minutes, more than ten figures have appeared outside the club.

These people are stepping on the flying sword, and their accomplishments are all above five grades.

Wang Qian looked back.

The first one, he felt a little familiar. Those in the rear were all disciples of Xuanmen.

"Here comes the man from Xuanmen!"

It can be said that Xuanmen is Wu Xinyue's greatest hope.

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