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The first thousand one hundred and seventieth chapters(2/2)

"snort!"

At this moment, Lengheng suddenly appeared like thunder, wind and clouds gathered between the sky and the earth, and a hurricane roared, but the clouds and mists were rolling in, like a tiger coming into the world, followed by wind and clouds.

"Island owner!"

The expressions of more than a dozen great masters suddenly changed. This voice was too familiar. It was none other than the current owner of Huya Island—Qiu Tong!

"If we take this child down, we will have a way to survive!"

The leader took action brazenly, causing the situation to change with a casual attack, but he was a half-step Lingtai strongman, and he also showed weakness and attacked Wu Ming.

Bang!

Almost at the same time, one of the companions in the diagonal stab suddenly took action, hitting his heart with a palm, and a golden hook-like light flashed from his right hand and disappeared into the mouth of another person.

"Lao Liu, you..."

The victim was vomiting blood and looked in disbelief.

"Brother, some things are gone in the past. They are not yours and will never be yours!"

The black scarf slowly slid off, revealing an old face of about fifty years old. It was Qiu Ju who had always been unwilling to deal with Wu Ming. He turned around and said, "Brother Chen, don't force me to kill you!"

The invisible fishing line in his hand was connected to the other side, and it sank into a person's heart, making the other side sigh bitterly.

A series of shocking changes made everyone who was traveling with them at a loss. Several people who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape were even beaten into mud by tiger claws falling from the sky, and they did not even have time to scream.

"snort!"

A slightly tall figure descended from the sky with a terrifying aura, instantly suppressing more than a dozen great masters and bowing their heads. It was none other than Qiu Tong.

"Hey, Lao Liu, do you think that by betraying us, you will get more opportunities? Sooner or later, my Huya Island will be destroyed..."

The injured man opposite said sadly.

"Brother, you still don't know. Even if nothing happened back then, you still wouldn't be the island master. It just depends on whether your cultivation level is strong or weak!"

Qiu Ju's expression grew colder and he shook his head slowly.

"Are you going to surrender without mercy, or will you let the owner of this island take action and clean up the house?"

Qiu Tong majestically swept across the audience, his eyes falling on Wu Ming, who had been calm and composed from beginning to end, standing with his hands behind his back, and was filled with wonder in his heart.

With such magnanimity, no wonder my ancestors would treat him differently!

"Master Qiu, I will not take part in the family affairs of Guidao!"
Chapter completed!
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