In the hall of Jufu Building, everyone stuck to the walls on all sides, and no one dared to approach the middle of the hall.

In the middle of the hall, two figures kept intersecting each other, and the whistling sound of breaking through the air drove a powerful wind to sweep across the surroundings.

The tables, chairs, benches and other messy things that fell to the ground all flew up and flew out around.

"Bang bang bang..."

Broken ceramic fragments, scattered wood dandruff, etc., fly around everywhere.

Even the soldiers who had already hid on the wall were hit by these splashing pieces.

"Bang! Boom!"

In the air, two figures collided quickly, and then one of them quickly retreated back.

Qin Mo's feet fell on the floor of the hall, and his body did not shake at all, and he still looked calm and composed.

However, Cheng Wenbiao, the deputy commander of Poshan Camp, had a sudden chest undulating and gasping sound from his mouth.

"Okay! It's true that you have a good ability! Your cultivation level should have reached the innate realm, right? It's amazing!"

Cheng Wenbiao's face turned pale at this moment. He stared at Qin Mo and said.

"Oh! I said, I don't want to fight you, why don't you understand? I..."

Qin Mo had no choice but to spread his hands at Cheng Wenbiao. He shook his head and said.

"...Hmph, stop talking nonsense. Today, either you fall down or I fall down. Only one person can walk out of this restaurant while standing."

After gritting his teeth, Cheng Wenbiao's eyes were as bright as fire. He stared at Qin Mo and shouted.

At this time, there were many chaotic footsteps outside, and even many horse hooves were faintly heard.

Qin Mo's brows couldn't help but frown.

He guessed that there must be many people coming to the street at this moment, and maybe the soldiers from Poshan Camp or Heihu Camp were the ones.

"Damn it seems that I can't be polite to this guy. If you miss the time later, you might be surrounded by the army that drove over..."

Qin Mo thought about it for a moment, and he couldn't help but make up his mind.

Cheng Wenbiao attacked several times, but he suffered a secret loss in Qin Mo's hands, and he couldn't help but get angry.

How could he bear this humiliation in front of so many military men?

"Take another move for me!"

Cheng Wenbiao flipped his right hand and had a cold waist knife in his hand.

"Dang!"

A flash of swords, Cheng Wenbiao's waist buzzed, and the tip of the knife rushed straight into Qin Mo's chest.

The soldiers around, whether they were the Poshan Camp or the Heihu Camp, all their faces changed in an instant.

You should know that Poshan Camp and Heihu Camp are both troops under the jurisdiction of the Yan Prince's Mansion, and are under the command and jurisdiction of the two sons of King Yan Zhu Di.

Although the two high men refused to give in to each other, Poshan Camp and Heihu Camp also continued to compete and fought each other from time to time.

But no matter what, there has never been a knife between the two barracks.

Fighting is one thing, but using a knife is another thing.

If such a thing is heard by King Yan Zhu Di, then things will be a big deal.

Therefore, when these military men saw Cheng Wenbiao pull out their waist knife, they were all shocked.

The military discipline of the Ming Dynasty has always been strict. If King Yan Zhu Di pursued it, I am afraid that everyone present will be in trouble today, so these military men will be scared one by one.

However, if the two masters fight, how could these ordinary military men intervene?

In the blink of an eye, the waist knife in Cheng Wenbiao's hand had reached Qin Mo's face, and countless sword shadows enveloped Qin Mo's whole body.

"Damn it, you are aggressive!"

Qin Mo was already impatient and shouted at Cheng Wenbiao who was rushing towards him.

"Don't be too verbose and take the call!"

Chen Wenbiao was angry and shouted.

The sword flashed and he instantly arrived at Qin Mo's face.

"Go to your mother, I don't have time to play with you."

At this moment, Qin Mo felt a lot of footsteps coming from the street, and the sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. Many people probably rushed towards this side.

So, Qin Mo no longer planned to hide his strength. He fought quickly and left here quickly.

"Swish...huh!"

Just as the waist knife in Cheng Wenbiao's hand was about to slash Qin Mo's face, Qin Mo's right hand suddenly flipped over quickly and penetrated into the sword light.

"Enter the blade with empty hands!"

Cheng Wenbiao screamed, and he quickly shrank his hand, trying to pull back the knife that was chopped out.

However, how can all this be too late?

But in the midst of lightning, Qin Mo's right hand instantly grabbed the back of the knife that Cheng Wenbiao had slashed over.

Qin Mo grabbed the waist knife with his hands very lightly.

This scene made all the soldiers in the hall take a breath, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

You should know that as the deputy commander of Poshan Camp, Cheng Wenbiao's martial arts cultivation is also very impressive, and he will be able to beat the innate world.

However, such a master is like a joke in the other party's hands.

The other party actually caught the waist knife that Cheng Wenbiao had slashed with all his strength with one hand. How terrifying was this speed?

"You...you..."

Cheng Wenbiao couldn't believe it. The opponent who had tried dozens of moves with him before was able to easily grab his waist knife that he had hit with all his strength.

It was not until this moment that he realized how terrifying the cultivation level of the young man in front of him was.

"Get out! Don't block my master's way!"

Qin Mo shouted loudly, and he pinched the back of the waist and threw it to the side.

In an instant, Cheng Wenbiao flew out and his body slammed heavily on the wall.

With a loud bang, the walls of Jufu Building trembled, and Cheng Wenbiao fell heavily on the floor.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and didn't dare to show off.

Qin Mo didn't even look at Cheng Wenbiao who was lying on the ground, and he ran out of the restaurant.

In the restaurant, no one dared to come forward to stop Qin Mo, whether it was the military man from the Poshan Camp or the people from the Heihu Camp. They just watched Qin Mo run out of the restaurant.

Qin Mo had just run out of the restaurant, but saw a fast horse rushing to the entrance of the restaurant.

A handsome young man on the horse's back instantly tied the reins. The young man jumped off the horse's back and rushed up to the steps of the restaurant.

Qin Mo passed by the young man.

In this moment, the handsome young man suddenly turned his head and looked at Qin Mo.

"Who are you? Why run?"

The handsome young man shouted at Qin Mo.

"...Oh, this young man, the fight is now on the inside, and the young master is drinking inside. Who knew that suddenly the two groups of soldiers started fighting."

Qin Mo stopped and turned around and said to the young and handsome young man.

"I heard that it was the people from Poshan Camp and Heihu Camp, and they were beaten so fiercely. I am afraid that the fish in the pond will be affected. I will still be waiting to suffer if I don't run away..."

"... I advise you not to go in and drink. Why not take you to another restaurant? There is a good restaurant in front of you. Meeting is fate. Let's have a good chat..."

Qin Mo showed a playful smile and said to the handsome young man.

The young man glared at Qin Mo fiercely, turned around and rushed into the hall of Jufu Building.

This handsome young man who rushed into the restaurant was Tang Muke, the commander of Poshan Camp.
Chapter completed!