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After hearing the young man's words, Wang Ziqiao suddenly smiled: "You mean, what I eat, what I do, and even a toothpick, I have to report to you Maoshan? Are you the law or the chief?"

Wu Qingyuan replied coldly: "Prince Qiao, don't argue, who in the world doesn't know my Maoshan? Since you call yourself a warlock, you are a member of my warlock world, and you should abide by the rules of my warlock world!"

"Which ear of yours has heard me claiming to be from the world of warlocks?" Wang Ziqiao asked back, turning his head to look at the rest of the crowd, and said, "Has anyone heard of me claiming to be a warlock?"

The people sitting in this room are basically Wang Ziqiao's patients or friends, so how can they not help Wang Ziqiao?

Therefore, they catered to Wang Ziqiao one after another, and naturally they did not give Wu Qingyuan and others a good look.

Who can come here, who is not an extremely noble person?

Seeing this scene, Wu Qingyuan snorted coldly again, and a huge coercion spread out from his body.

In Wang Ziqiao's eyes, Wu Qingyuan seemed to have turned into a ghost, and a black arrogance enveloped the entire hall, causing the temperature in the hall to drop suddenly, and it even affected people's souls.

Some timid people even screamed out, their faces pale.

The hall suddenly fell silent.

"A master, you must have a cultivation level above level five!" Wang Ziqiao said inwardly, but then he separated his spiritual power and spread it out, like colorful flames, driving away the black arrogance .

Only then did everyone let out a sigh of relief.

"Huh?" Wu Qingyuan stared at Wang Ziqiao with some surprise, his eyes could also see that Wang Ziqiao's arrogance was huge, definitely not inferior to his own, and he could suppress himself by a bit.

"Is he also a fifth-level warlock? Impossible!" Wu Qingyuan thought to himself, took out a talisman and threw it out. He saw that he was sealing his hands and uttering spells, and the talisman suddenly released a puff of pungent smoke. Then it turned into a tall, ferocious ghost with powder-faced fangs and a black steel chain in his hand.

It seems to be real, with both feet on the ground, the floor tiles are cracked, the sound is shaking and rolling, the glass windows are shaking, and everyone around is tilted and scattered.

"Ah..." Some younger children cried on the spot.

The heartbeats of those older people were also tense.

"Fighting Ghost Talisman?" Zhang Yingtian exclaimed in shock, and had already come to Prince Qiao's side together with Huo Zhendong, Dugu Wushan, Ye Qingling and others.

The fierce ghost did not launch an attack, and a pair of eyes released a terrifying green light. When Wang Ziqiao looked at each other, Wang Ziqiao felt as if his soul was sucked in.

"This evil ghost is actually real, even more terrifying than the Tiger Soul Suppression Talisman!" Wang Ziqiao secretly said, because he has detected that this evil ghost seems to have really descended into this world. He can be sure that the fierce ghost Its attack is absolutely no less than that of a level five grand master. It can not only attack and suppress a person's soul, but also carry out actual physical attacks.

"Hehehe...hahahaha..." Dugu Wuwei suddenly let out a long cry.

His voice was not loud, but as the voice spread, it actually swept away the fear that filled the room.

Dugu stepped forward for nothing, and said with a cold expression: "It's okay to scare ordinary people with such indecent means, but if you want to use this to make a fortune, I advise you to avoid it?"

After saying a word, Dugu Wuwei suddenly rushed forward, he turned into an afterimage, punched out, burst the air, and slammed the evil spirit's head.

The evil ghost trembled all over, his body suddenly disappeared, and he withdrew several meters in an instant, hovering beside Wu Qingyuan.

But Dugu Wuhui pursued closely, he still punched out with one punch.

Wu Qingyuan was secretly startled, the moment Dugu Wuwei appeared, he had already noticed it, with his keen mind, he found that there was not only Dugu Wuwei beside Wang Ziqiao, but also a woman in the middle and late stages of the fifth level, a He was also shocked that there were actually two great masters in the small prince's club, and they were even masters among the great masters.

Seeing that Dugu was attacking again for nothing, he could only mobilize the fierce ghost to block it.

The iron chain in the fierce ghost's hand was wrapped around his fist, and he also punched out with one punch, and collided with Dugu Wuwei.

boom!

The fierce ghost flew upside down on the spot and hit a dining table.

And Dugu Wuwei also took three steps back.

But he only breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed towards Wu Qingyuan again.

Wu Qingyuan knew that this was not a place to fight, the place was too narrow and not suitable for fighting at all, so he retreated quickly, but at the same time as he retreated, he still fought with Dugu for nothing.

His disciples also followed him out of the hall, and the fierce ghost turned over and flew out of the banquet hall.

Dugu Wuwei didn't pursue him anymore, but looked at Wang Ziqiao and said, "Apprentice, what do you think should be done?"

Wang Ziqiao looked at Zhang Yingtian with a blank expression on his face. He didn't know much about Maoshan warlocks.

Zhang Yingtian's expression has become more gloomy. The so-called colleagues are enemies, and Maoshan and Longhushan have always looked down on everyone.

But Zhang Yingtian is also very clear that he is still far from Wu Qingyuan. Although he has been recuperated by Wang Ziqiao recently, and he is vaguely about to break through to the fourth level, his Taoism still has not increased much. .

Warlocks, what they fight is Taoism, and what they fight is their state of mind, not physical strength.

Seeing Wang Ziqiao looking at him, Zhang Yingtian calmed down his expression, and said: "This Wu Qingyuan is definitely no match for Senior Dugu in close combat, but if he is allowed to fight at a distance with the help of ghost charms, I am afraid that Senior Dugu will not be an opponent either!"

"Oh? If his ghost talisman is only at this level, I don't need to be afraid at all!" Dugu Wuwei looked out through the door very confidently.

"Then let's go out and meet this Maoshan Warlock for a while!" After Wang Ziqiao said, he looked back at his apprentices Wei Ziao and Luo Hongyu.

The two have also stepped forward.

"Master, let me burn him to death!" Wei Ziao said a little drunkly while holding a bottle.

Wang Ziqiao nodded slightly, and looked at the rest of the people: "I'm sorry everyone, today's dinner is over, but if you are willing to stay and watch the fun, my prince's club will also provide accommodation for you, and you can leave tomorrow It's not too late!"

After saying a word, he led everyone out of the hall one after another.

There was an open space outside the door, Wu Qingyuan's master and apprentice stood side by side, their expressions were not as arrogant as before.

They have already discovered that the Prince's Clubhouse is a place where crouching tigers hide dragons. There are so many masters on the surface, but it is hard to guarantee that there are masters in secret.

Although Wu Qingyuan is at the fifth level, he is only one person after all. With the help of the fierce ghost talisman, he can fight two at most. The remaining disciples are only at the third level, and their Taoism skills are not very good.

Seeing Wang Ziqiao and others coming out, Wu Qingyuan was shocked again, because he felt as if a mass of fire was rushing towards his face, and upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a fire dragon.