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Chapter 822

Jia Shen felt a little uneasy when he saw Qin Yang's attitude. In fact, he had heard more and more rumors about Qin Yang over the years.

Therefore, he had already developed some fear of Qin Yang.

Otherwise, if Qin Yang had let him lose such a big face, how could he have been resisting revenge?

It was not until Zhao Chenyi came to him and asked him to deal with Qin Yang that he had some confidence.

But when he really faced Qin Yang, he was scared again.

Then, Qin Yang raised his hand and pointed, and a true energy extended out, piercing through Jia Shen's shoulder.

Zhao Chenyi was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then said furiously: "Dare you touching my people in front of me? Boy, you have completely angered me!"

Bang!

He slapped the table suddenly and said sadly: "Old Shang, do it!"

boom!

After he shouted out, a tsunami-like trend came towards Qin Yang.

Qin Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, Martial Arts Heavenly Man! Jiangyang Chamber of Commerce does have it, and he dared to take action after the people from Zhenwusi arrived in Tianjiang!

Bang bang!

A sword aura broke through the ceiling, and the nearly transparent sword aura slashed towards Qin Yang with a terrifying sharp force!

Seeing this, Qin Yang acted at the same time as the Divine Martial Power and the Divine Gang Power, and then punched the Knife Gang with one punch.

boom!

An explosion-like loud noise spread, and all the walls of the entire hall cracked, and Qin Yang retreated outside the threshold of the hall.

The chair under Jia Shen's seat was shaken to pieces, while Zhao Chenyi pressed the chair against the wall as if he was hit by a car.

"Ahem...how could it be..."

Zhao Chenyi vomited blood in his mouth, his eyes were shocked. The sword of the martial arts god was actually blocked by a great master's boxing force?!

"Shang Yao!"

At this moment, a sword intent turned to the sky, and Wen Dingsong actually came.

"Wen Dingsong, what did you mean by Master Tai?"

The old man named Shang Yao stood on the roof holding a long knife, looking at Wen Dingsong opposite him with a sharp look.

Wen Dingsong said indifferently: "Calculate half, the other half is what I mean by myself. I owe Doctor Qin a favor."

At this time, Zhao Chenyi shouted angrily: "Senior Wen, the Zhenwusi has arrived. As a martial arts god, you dare to take action without authorization. Don't you take my Zhenwusi seriously?"

Wen Dingsong frowned slightly: "I can't take action, so is Shang Yao."

Zhao Chenyi said angrily: "Mr. Shang's move was approved by my Zhenwusi..."

Before Wen Dingsong could reply, Qin Yang asked first: "Are you from Zhenwusi?"

Zhao Chenyi sneered and said, "Yes, I, Zhao Chenyi, are from the Martial Arts Department. This time I am ordered to inspect the situation of the Martial Arts Department in Tianjiang!"

"Boy, you have offended me to death. Even if you want to beg for mercy now, it's too late!"

Qin Yang was speechless: "Who said I asked for forgiveness?"

"What's wrong? Do you dare to attack me, the person from the Martial War Department?"

Qin Yang moved his body and instantly approached Zhao Chenyi.

Wen Dingsong's face changed drastically: "Doctor Qin! Don't!"

Bang!

Qin Yang raised his hand and slapped Zhao Chenyi, causing two teeth to fly out.

Zhao Chenyi looked disbelief: "You, you dare to hit me... I want to kill you! I must kill you!"

Qin Yang raised his hand and slapped him again, making Zhao Chenyi scream wildly.
Chapter completed!
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