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Chapter 142: Hunyuan Gangqi

The sun shines brightly and the sun is scorching in the sky!

However, a thick fog suddenly rose in a place in Tianjia Village, covering all the villagers of Tianjia Village and the He family who were originally there.

"No, this is a magic trick, there is a warlock..."

"Ah!~~~"

A calm voice had just sounded in the crowd, but then a terrifying and terrifying voice suddenly overshadowed him.

"No, it's the eldest master..."

"The wind is coming!"

Suddenly, a low shout came from the thick fog, and then everyone suddenly felt the sound of wind whistling in the void.

In the presence, only He An, the manager of the He family, knew the most.

After the low shout just now, an inexplicable fluctuation suddenly broke out from the middle-aged man wearing a white shirt standing beside him. Under this inexplicable fluctuation, a gust of wind suddenly rose next to the middle-aged man wearing a white shirt.

The wind is invisible, but next to the middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, these winds actually seemed to be alive, only surrounding the middle-aged man in a shirt, and gathered more and more, like a tornado.

"go!"

As the middle-aged man in Rushan said again, he saw the wind that had originally surrounded him whistling out from him as if under command.

Just like the wind swept away the remaining clouds, the rich mist that was originally shrouded around was immediately sucked in under the sweeping wind.

In just three or two breaths, the rich mist that had originally surrounded him was swallowed up all at once. The villagers of Tianjia Village and the He family's guards appeared on the original open space again.

"Hey, where is the eldest master?"

"The eldest young master..."

However, everyone soon discovered that one of them disappeared, that was He Pingzhang, the eldest son of the He family.

"Mr. Zhao, our eldest young master..." He An, the manager of the He family, looked at the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes beside him with a gloomy face.

The middle-aged man in Confucian shirt, namely Mr. Zhao, frowned slightly, and then glanced at the obviously panic-stricken villagers in Tianjia Village in front of him, frowned, "There is a master in Tianjia Village, so Mr. He is afraid that he will say."

"What?!" He An immediately raised his eyebrows and turned his head and looked coldly at the villagers of Tianjia Village not far away. He no longer had the same smile when he saw people. His eyes flashed with a gloomy look, "Tianlizheng, I kindly greet you, it does not mean that our He family is afraid of your Tianjia Village. Now you hand over my eldest son, and this matter will be aborted. Otherwise, don't blame my He family for not talking about the affection of the villagers."

"This... Manager He, we just let the prince of the noble family go, I'm afraid this is a misunderstanding!" Tian Li was looking left and right at the villagers of Tianjia Village who were still surprised on his face, then shook his head, frowned and bowed.

"Misunderstanding?" He An smiled coldly and looked at Tianli with a righteous thought, "We are not seeing you in your Tianjia Village. This is what we have seen with our own eyes. If you don't hand it over, I can only turn you all over to the government."

"Hmph, okay, since that's the case, then go to the government to go on a walk. Your young master is obviously missing from your own hands, and you still want to rely on us. Do you really think that your He family can really cover the sky in our Bo County?" Tian Li couldn't help but snort coldly when he heard He An's words.

"Let's go? I'm afraid you can't leave anymore. Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me. Zhongtai, break all these damn thieves and then send them to the yamen." He An smiled sinisterly.

"Yes, everyone comes, don't let a thief run away!" The head of the guard guard who called Zhongtai shouted, then rushed up with a wooden stick in his hand and dozens of guard guards of the He family.

"Looking for death! Yu Niang, you all retreat!" Seeing these He family guards rushing up, the burly man shouted angrily, and then rushed up alone.

Bang!~~

The big man looked like an angry lion, and rushed forward several meters with one step, then punched the He family guard closest to him, and then slashed his figure and kicked another person out.

"Die!" At this time, Zhongtai, the leader of the He family's guard, rushed forward. While the burly man was focusing on others, Zhongtai shouted loudly, and the wooden stick in his hand slashed Huashan with one move, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, smashed the man's head.

With the power emitted by this stick, if a burly man is hit, not to mention his head, even a stone will be smashed to pieces.

Bang!!!~~

With a muffled sound, the wooden stick hit the big man's head firmly.

However, just as the wooden stick of the leader of the He family guards hit the big man's head, suddenly, the big man's head, no, it should be said that a layer of red and blue light actually rose from the whole body of the big man.

"How is that possible?" The leader of the He family's guards, who originally thought he could kill the enemy in one blow, saw that the man was safe and sound under his attack. His eyes widened, full of incredible expressions.

"Get out!" Feeling the vibration from his head, the burly man couldn't help but glared at him, and then punched him hard on Tai Zhong's chest, directly hitting him with a punch so that he vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Hunyuan Gangqi?!" Standing behind, Mr. Zhao, who was originally carrying his hands, suddenly shrank slightly when he saw the light rising from the burly man's body.

"Zhongtai..." He An, who was standing aside, was shocked when he saw the head of the hospital guard being hit by a burly man and vomited blood and flew backwards. He then hurriedly looked at Mr. Zhao beside him and bowed, "I would like to ask Mr. Zhao to help!"

"Okay, leave it to me and let them retreat!" Mr. Zhao nodded, and a serious look appeared on his face.

"Everyone is back!" He heard Mr. Zhao agree, He An quickly shouted loudly.

When He An heard He An's words, the He family's guard, who had already wanted to retreat, had only less than twenty people left, quickly retreated.

You know, they had more than 40 people in total, but only a dozen breaths were there, but in the blink of an eye, there was not even half left.

Looking at the other guards wailing on the ground, a look of fear appeared on the faces of the remaining less than twenty guards.

"I didn't expect that I could meet a warrior from Ninggang in this small village. It was indeed Tianyezang Qilin. I didn't make things difficult for you. As long as you hand over the young master of the He family, I would immediately lead someone to leave and no longer enter this place. What do you think?" Mr. Zhao slowly took a step forward, and then looked at the burly man and said lightly.

"Bah, that kid is obviously missing from your own hands, but he wants to rely on me. If you want to fight, you will fight, and think I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The burly man glared at Mr. Zhao coldly.
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