"I want more people to bully less people?" Chen Qingyang chuckled.

"So what if you bully you? If you have the ability, please call someone over. I'm waiting here. Whoever is cowardly is a dog!" Wu Yao said arrogantly.

"Remember what you said, unfortunately, I really brought someone here." As he said that, Chen Qingyang turned around and looked at Li Qingluan.

Li Qingluan understood it, took out her finger and tapped it lightly. Soon, a group of black shadows rushed into the hall of the club like a swarm.

"Wow!"

There was another fierce commotion among the crowd, and the group of people were actually hiding outside the club, obviously coming with preparation.

Han Biao, who was in the head, was tall and mighty, wearing only a thin vest, and his exposed muscles were like casting steel, full of visual shock.

Behind him was a group of equally powerful masters, with at least forty people.

This time, the people Li Qingluan brought were all the most elite masters of the Hongluan Sect. Although none of them were in the late stage of Huajin, they were all wild and fierce. With the advantage of numbers, they might not be unable to defeat the people on Wu Yao's side.

"Sister Luan, Young Master Yang!" Han Biao stepped forward and shouted respectfully at Li Qingluan and the others.

When he saw Han Biao and others appear, Wu Yao's expression couldn't help but change. He didn't expect that Chen Qingyang was really prepared. When he saw that the dark group of people were definitely not good people.

He Junsen's face also instantly became ugly. Now Chen Qingyang's side has the advantage. Wu Yao's Longwu Gang's forces are far away in the southeast area, and Yuanshui cannot save the near fire at all.

Once Wu Yao's men are defeated by Chen Qingyang, he will never have a good end.

"Brother Yao, where is the third master? Isn't he in Sucheng?" He Junsen asked in a panic look.

"Hmph, why are you panic? They are just a group of paper tigers. How could they compare with the warriors trained by my third uncle? Let them all be so that they can understand that the majesty of the Dragon Martial Gang cannot be violated!" Wu Yao shouted coldly.

With Wu Yao's order, more than 20 people led by the late-stage warrior of Huajin were instantly full of momentum, and rushed towards Chen Qingyang like a hungry tiger pounced on food.

"Fuck them!" Han Biao roared, his aura also soared, and he took the lead in meeting him.

In an instant, the two sides fought together, and the battle fell into a state of intense heat.

Han Biao's strength is only in the middle stage of Huajin. He faced the opponent's late stage master of Huajin. After only a dozen moves, he was slashed away by the opponent's palm. Fortunately, he was rough and thick-skinned and suffered some skin injuries. The late stage master of Huajin was obviously just promoted, otherwise his full strength would be enough to seriously injure Han Biao.

Han Biao suddenly stood up from the ground, rubbed his sore shoulders, and looked at the other party's master with fear.

"Brother Biao, let's help you!"

At this time, a big man with a figure that was no less weak than Han Biao rushed forward, and four big men with equal strength followed him.

The five of them are the most powerful subordinates around Han Biao. They are all at the peak of the early stage of Huajin, and they are only half a step away from the middle stage of Huajin.

"superior!"

One of the middle stage of Huajin, five of the early stage of Huajin, and six of them rushed towards the opponent's late stage of Huajin.

The war is about to break out!

"Bang bang bang!"

The fierce battle suddenly made the stage mess around. Many people were so scared that their faces were pale and they escaped from the club, fearing that they would be affected by the battle.

The number of people on both sides is nearly twice as different, but Wu Yao's personal strength is obviously better, so no one can take much advantage when both sides fight back and forth.

This is a group of masters that Wu Cheng had just trained, which is enough to fight against the elite masters of the entire Hongluan Sect. The gap in strength between the two gangs is obvious.

The cooperation between Han Biao and the six people was perfect. Even though their strength was not as good as that of the other party, they had a slight advantage in gathering the power of the six people.

The other masters of Hongluan Sect rely on their large numbers of people and powerful forces to force the other party's more than 20 men in black to another corner. The situation was very good, and there was a clear tendency to master the victory.

"Bang!"

The opponent's late-stage expert Huajin suddenly attacked, and his right palm, which contained terrifying power, blasted over at an unexpected angle. Han Biao, who was facing the front, was the first to be hit, and he was hit by his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, dyeing the earth red.

"Brother Biao!"

The other five people saw Han Biao falling to the ground with serious injuries, and their faces instantly looked ferocious.

The five people were distracted and immediately gave the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it. They slapped out several palms one after another, knocking the five people to the ground, spitting blood.

The original victory balance was already inclined to the Hongluan Sect side, but now Han Biao and six other masters were seriously injured by the other party, and the situation reversed instantly.

"Okay, I'll kill them all." Wu Yao roared with a grim smile.

Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, he would destroy all the masters of the Hongluan Sect and then slowly deal with Chen Qingyang.

The man walked to Han Biao with an expressionless face. When he was about to raise his foot and step on his hands, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man suddenly opened his eyes wide. Before he could see who the person was, the terrifying force directly shocked him away.

The person had completely fainted before he landed.

"Bang!"

It was not until the dull sound of land that everyone woke up from their dreams and looked at the person who defeated a late-stage warrior in one move.

"It's him!"

Everyone widened their eyes and found that the man was Chen Qingyang, and the shock on their faces was indescribable.

Wu Yao and He Junsen were even more like seeing a ghost in broad daylight, with extremely pale faces and subconsciously trembling in fear.

Wu Yao knew that Chen Qingyang was not weak, but he didn't expect that he was so terrifying that even the warriors in the late stage of Huajin were killed by him in one move, so there was only one explanation.

Chen Qingyang is a master at the level of Ningjin!

At this moment, Wu Yao finally panicked.

Unless his third uncle Wu Cheng just appeared, no one could save him.

But Wu Chenggang can't even see his personal figure now, how could he come to save him?

On the other hand, the group of men in black were panicked when they saw that their leaders were defeated. They collapsed like money falling from a tree, and they were beaten to no avail.

"Your person seems to be too weak." Chen Qingyang turned around and looked at Wu Yao with playful eyes and said.

Wu Yao's face suddenly turned red, and he clenched his fists, and he couldn't say a word after holding it in for a long time.

Suddenly, a cold and strange aura came from behind, and Chen Qingyang turned around suddenly.

In his sight, a black shadow suddenly ran out of the crowd, and a cold and terrifying aura burst out from his body.

He is sneak attacking Li Qingluan!

"Don't think about it!"

Chen Qingyang stared at the angrily eyes and his legs stepped on the floor. The bluestone floor shattered in an instant, and he rushed towards Li Qingluan like a cannonball.

There is no doubt that the man was Wu Yao's third uncle Wu Chenggang. Unexpectedly, he had been hiding in the crowd, and he was really sinister and despicable.
Chapter completed!