"Little bastard, are you kidding your grandfather?" The man at the head was dressed in a linen shirt, his chest was half exposed, and his body was strong, he walked to the water column, gathered Xuan Qi in his palm, slapped it on the water column, and broke up part of the water column, even if he knew that Zhao Changkong's Xuan Qi realm was higher than him, and he was not afraid of the large number of people, but this slap could only smash part of the water column, which means that he was not an opponent at all.

Zhao Changkong also frowned, he had just made a rough estimate of the strength of these people in the car, only one person had just broken through the martial arts realm, that is, the sackcloth man in front of him, so he could stand at the forefront and ask for property, just like a leading big brother......

"Sword Saint Who Loves to Scold" Volume 2 Ten Witches of Southern Xinjiang Chapter 162 Being beaten and swollen face is being hit by a hand, please wait a moment,

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