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Chapter 1002

"The quality of these knives is not very good... I can only withstand the strength of my knife and will be scrapped..."

Qin Yang turned around and packed all the remaining four knives together and carried them to the palm of the martial arts.

The energy of Geng metal has been completed, and the retreat can be over.

He also drew Juetian Badao, which had been practicing the true qi path for a short time all night. Although he was not very skillful, he could also release a strong sword energy.

On the way back, Qin Yang encountered Ling Miao, who was dressed in a white dress with a graceful temperament and like a clear lotus.

He said in surprise: "Ling Miao, why are you here?"

Ling Miao looked happy and said with relief: "You have calculated that you are in seclusion, come with me!"

Qin Yang nodded, and then Ling Miao drove away with Qin Yang.

"What happened?" In the car, Qin Yang saw her uneasy and asked.

Ling Miao briefly explained the situation where the forces with Qin Yang were targeted. After hearing this, Qin Yang's eyes also became a little cold.

"It's a bit strange... The Zhao family is deliberately targeting me, but I have never offended the Zhao family!"

Qin Yang frowned and pondered. Compared with Lin Group, the Zhao family worked harder to deal with his two companies.

"The Master of Xianleju held a martial arts arena, forcing the Dingtianhui warriors to go on stage to fight, and then sent more powerful people to make the Dingtianhui warriors disabled."

"There is a letter of war from you in the glove box, which was given to you by the people from Xianleju. The signature is Zong Tieyi."

When Qin Yang heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "I really don't want any face anymore... a master who practices iron cloth shirts will give me a letter of war to the great master."

Swish-

Ling Miao suddenly stepped on a sudden brake, turned his head and asked solemnly: "Didn't you say you will break through to the martial arts gods? Are you still a grand master now?"

Qin Yang looked puzzled: "I? I broke through to become a martial arts god? I didn't say it!"

Ling Miao's face was pale and she said tremblingly: "Then, then we can't go! You are not a martial arts god, you will die if you go to fight!"

As she said that, she was about to change direction and flee back to the Martial Arts Office with Qin Yang.

Qin Yang reached out to stop her and chuckled, "Don't worry, although I am not a martial arts god, I still have no problem dealing with a master of iron cloth shirt."

...

Tianyang Stadium.

In the surrounding stands, forces are used as groups and seated at intervals.

Qiao Zhenxiong and his wife from Wansheng Real Estate, Xiao Longhe and his daughter from Xiao family, Li Jinwen and Li Tian from the Li family are all in good terms with Qin Yang.

There are also some groups that are hostile to Qin Yang, such as Master Ning from the Ning family, Lin Yanghong from the Lin family, Fang Mingzhi from the Fang family and others...

boom!

On the ring, King Ji Huai was beaten by a master of Xianleju to break a few ribs, spit out blood, and fell heavily from the ring and was unconscious.

The great master of Xianleju smiled contemptuously, and then returned to Xianleju's camp.

Yu Xianyuan looked gloomy and looked in the direction of Wei Wanlai and others. It has been a few days since Qin Yang has not come yet?

"Team Leader Wei, does Qin Yang really care about your life or death? Or is he already escaped from Tianjiang?"

Wei Wanlai had a calm face: "I said that he is in seclusion. When he comes out of seclusion, it will be your death!"

When Zhao Fenghe heard this, he teased and smiled, "Is that so? I can do anything to my Zhao family after being in seclusion for three or four days? That's really interesting!"

"Team leader Wei is so confident, then I'm looking forward to it..."
Chapter completed!
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