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Volume 5 Tian Long Ba Bu Chapter 572 Trap

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    Chapter 572 Trap

    As soon as he delayed, the remaining dozen people had already gone into the woods and disappeared.

    He didn¡¯t care, and looked at the people calmly.

    There are six beggars blocking him, two are very young and slightly older than him, and the other four are in their forties, with bulging temples, bright eyes, and far better energy than ordinary people. You can tell at a glance that they are martial arts.  Master.

    Footsteps sounded, and more than twenty people gathered around. The first one was a middle-aged man. He was fresh and handsome, with three strands of beard fluttering under his chin. He had a somewhat elegant air, and he stood out among the beggars.

    Hu Zhiyi had heard of Quan Guanqing, looked him up and down, and knew he was the one.

    Quan Guanqing strode over, clasped his fists from a distance and said, "Your surname is Gao? I am Quan Guanqing of the Beggar Clan!"

    Hu Zhiyi clasped his fists and said calmly: "Hu Zhiyi, a disciple of the Infinite Sword."

    Quan Guanqing was taken aback, took a step forward, and said hurriedly: "It turns out that you are a disciple of the famous Wuliang Sword Sect, how disrespectful!"

    More than thirty Beggar Clan disciples also looked over in surprise.

    "Xiao Guanlan's reputation is in the sky, and he is the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect. The reputation of the Wuliang Sword Sect has grown rapidly, and everyone in the martial arts world knows it.

    Hu Zhiyi smiled lightly: "Thank you, Captain Quan, do you recognize those people just now?"

    "I don't know." Quan Guanqing shook his head, stroking his beard and smiling: "However, God has the virtue of good life, and it is not the behavior of my disciples of the Beggar Clan to refuse to save people."

    Hu Zhiyi seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Director Quan actually has a compassionate heart!  I wonder if Director Quan has ever heard of the Red-Blooded Thief?"

    Quan Guanqing was startled, his hand stroking his beard paused: "Red-blooded thieves?! These thieves are full of evil, are they the red-blooded thieves?"

    "Yeah." Hu Zhiyi nodded, then shook his head and sighed: "I wanted to do all the evil, but it's a pity"

    Quan Guanqing stroked his beard and smiled, walked two steps, stopped in front of a few people on the ground, squatted down to explore, clapped his hands and stood up: "Young Master Hu has such great palm power!"

    Hu Zhiyi snorted inwardly, with a calm expression on his face: "My three-legged cat's skills are not worth mentioning. Master Quan, please follow me!"

    After saying that, the figure slowly floated up and flew towards the woods.

    Quan Guanqing hesitated for a moment and followed, with the Beggar Clan following behind him to protect him.

    Hu Zhiyi's figure was like smoke. As he walked, he thought: Miss Fang once mentioned that Quan Guanqing was the leader of the Beggar Clan's Dazhi Branch and was full of evil.

    Ms. Fang obviously hates Quan Guanqing. Now that he meets him, he naturally wants to vent his anger on Ms. Fang¡¯s behalf and entertain him well.

    Soon, they came to the place where they had fought.

    The faces of everyone in the Beggar Clan changed drastically and turned pale. The ground was filled with people lying in various directions, all motionless. The smell of blood was not strong, but the visual impact was strong enough.

    Quan Guanqing glanced around and saw a hundred people faintly approaching, and asked: "Were these killed by Shaoxia Hu?"

    Hu Zhiyi nodded and hummed: "They are all stealing blood. Their hands are all stained with the blood of innocent people. They deserve death!"

    Quan Guanqing frowned: "Are they the red-blooded thieves? It's not that Quan doesn't believe in Shaoxia Hu, but human life is at stake, so we must be cautious!"

    "Well, this man is the leader of the Red-Blooded Bandits. The heroes of the Beggar Clan are well-informed, so they should recognize him?" Hu Zhiyi pointed not far away.

    A disciple of the Beggar Clan stepped forward to take a look, turned around and said, "Did Young Master Hu make a mistake? This is the old hero Meng Changjian, Gu Yexing, and Gu!"

    "They are called heroes, but they are actually thieves!" Hu Zhiyi shook his head and sneered: "Everyone in the world has been deceived by him. The Beggar Gang is the largest gang in the world. Don't you realize it?"

    Quan Guanqing frowned: "Old hero Gu has no contact with our gang, I'm ashamed."

    He sensed Hu Zhiyi¡¯s hostility and thought that Hu Zhiyi was blaming him for disturbing the good things. He smiled and said: "Hu Shaoxia clearly discerned the subtleties and found out the wolves in sheep's clothing. He has done a lot of credit!"

    "Whether you believe it or not, you can't help but believe it in this scene now. This Hu Shaoxia was born in Wuliang Sword, and he has an evil spirit. If he doesn't do it well, he will be annoyed.

    Although the Beggar Gang is the largest gang in the world, the Wuliang Sword Sect is now at its peak, and its leader Xiao Guanlan has the reputation of being the best master in the world, so it is really not a good place to mess with.

    Hu Zhiyi sighed: "The master once gave instructions that I and other countless disciples should travel around the world to eliminate all evil, but I failed to do it!"

    Quan Guanqingqiang smiled to himself: "This matter is indeed an error of fate. I can only blame fate!"

    Hu Zhiyi glanced at him and secretly cursed him for being cunning. Quan Guanqing refused to let go and refused to admit that they had done something wrong.

    He said calmly: "Those dozen guys are all extremely skilled, and now they have escaped.There is nothing I can do and I can only ask the Beggar Gang to try to find them.  "

    "This" Quan Guanqing was silent.

    "The Beggar Gang has always been chivalrous and heroic, and I admire them." Hu Zhiyi said, glancing at Quan Guanqing again: "People say that there have been no more heroes in the Beggar Gang since Gang Leader Qiao passed away, but I don't believe it!"

    Quan Guanqing nodded enthusiastically: "Leave this matter to us!"

    Hu Zhiyi clapped his hands: "It couldn't be better, then I'll just wait and see and wait for the good news from all the heroes!"

    He clasped his fists and said, "Master Quan, everyone, please take your leave!"

    After saying that, he flashed and appeared more than ten feet away, then flashed again and disappeared into the woods.

    "Master, this" A middle-aged beggar was very dissatisfied and sighed heavily.

    "Hmph, the little Wuliang Sword Sect is so arrogant!" A young beggar muttered angrily.

    "The Wuliang Sword Sect is in great power, so it's better not to offend." Quan Guanqing waved his hands, feeling suffocated. He was claiming to be a scholar from all over the world in vain, and he was conceited about his intelligence, but he was trapped by this kid.

    However, he looked around again, then breathed a sigh of relief and killed a hundred people in one breath. It was better not to offend such evil stars, or suffer some losses. How could you not bow your head when you were under the eaves!  ?

    He waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Send someone out and check carefully. You can't believe his words."

    "Yes, helmsman." A middle-aged beggar responded.
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