The figure slowly walked out of the shadows, it was none other than the Taoist boy named Drama who was left by Chu Chun'an.

"Hehehe, Huairen really looks down on me" Wang Wenwen barely stood up and smiled bitterly, "Even if I am reincarnated, there is only a little Taoist boy who can't even become a half-immortal?"

"Steady Xingjun~ It's a pity, the powerhouse of the Xingjun realm is about to be wiped out by the little Taoist boy~" The play looked at Wang Wenwen and said with a smile, "I'm still curious about who hit the blow of the fairy qi, I ran into you when I came over hahaha, Lord Chun'an said that if you become the climate, you will be slaughtered, and now is the time!"

Wang Wenwen wondered: "Chun'an? The person who assassinated me in the first place was called Chun'an? How could I not have heard of this person before?"

The drama shook his hand, and the flying knife flew out in a circle, and stabbed another attendant to death: "Hmph! Lord Chun'an, you deserve to know, he is ......" Chun'an paused for a while, and thought for a while, "Forget it, hmph! You are unlucky today, originally I just came to this storm jungle to find something, but I didn't expect to run into you! Pity these entourages, I went in with you, I'm sorry for Wenwen Xingjun!"

After saying that, the fingers of the play turned again, and the flying knife was psychic, and suddenly disappeared, appearing out of thin air in front of the entourage, piercing back and forth! How could a few followers stop it? In less than five rounds, the followers fell to the ground one after another!

Wang Wenwen was stunned for a moment, and in the next moment, the flying knife had flown two steps in front of Wang Wenwen, Wang Wenwen retreated again and again, and the flying knife flew through the air, Chen Lao didn't know when he had flashed in front of Wang Wenwen, and the crutch in his hand was steadily in front of him to block the flying knife!

Uh~ Old Chen only felt numb, and then saw that although the crutch blocked a blow, it had been cut in two!

The play also came to the interest: "Yo! So protect the master, then you will die first!" The flying knife flashed out, Chen Lao didn't have time to react, and then the flying knife had already stabbed Chen Lao in the stomach, Wang Wenwen hugged Chen Lao and jumped back again and again, but the play didn't chase after him, took back the flying knife, and looked at the two people in front of him with great interest.

"I ...... I can't do it" Boss Chen gasped and looked at the sky with his eyes, the sky was thundering, the storm jungle was changing, the weather was sunny, but now there was less than a stick of incense, and the sky was full of black clouds.

"When I die...... If the young head of the family is ...... Get the chance to go to Three Stones...... cough cough cough, I hope I can help the old man return this crutch to Bailian Villa......! Dumbfounded. ”

Chen Lao grabbed Wang Wenwen's hand tightly, and pointed to the crutch that was broken in two, the strength in his hand gradually decreased, his whole body trembled violently, and he spit out a mouthful of turbid air.

Boom! There was a thunderous explosion, and the pouring rain suddenly fell, Wang Wenwen looked at Chen Lao who fell to the ground, and clenched his fists.

Although in the eyes of the immortals, human life is like a camelina, but during this period of getting along, Wang Wenwen is really familiar with the lame old man, but how can he repay this revenge?

"Hahaha, interesting!" The drama slapped and laughed, "Will the state of mind of the Steady Star Monarch still fluctuate on the life and death of mere mortals?"

In the rain, Wang Wenwen tilted his head to one side, stared at the play with his eyes, and walked towards him step by step, picking up the crutch that was broken into two pieces and inserting it into his waist halfway.

The drama put away his smile: "What's the matter?

As he spoke, the fingertip flying knife had already fluctuated violently, just waiting for Wang Wenwen to make a move. Even if Wang Wenwen is in such a situation, the drama does not dare to be careless.

Are you kidding? At the beginning, the Three Swords crossed the Tribulation, and it was effortless to advance from the Heavenly Immortal to the Star Monarch realm. Called the first person in the five hundred years of the Nine Heavens by the Emperor of the Immortal Realm, even if he is only a mere mortal now, this will be urgent, in case of a backhand, then he will have to destroy himself who is also a mortal!

Wang Wenwen bowed his waist and put his sword on his sword, drew a circle on his left leg, and slashed out with a sword! The wind swept up the dust on the ground, and the dust drove the rain, and the stacks seemed to rise out of thin air!

"So fast!" the drama slashed away with a throwing knife, "Huh?

The flying knife slashed through the air waves, but he couldn't feel any resistance, and it broke straight open!

Da da da, Wang Wenwen went into the jungle, "Da Da ”

The play ran the aura, pressed down the dust, and there was only a knife mark and a string of footprints in front of him, and Wang Wenwen had already run away.

"Damn! I was tricked!" The drama was furious, who would have thought that a star monarch would run away without making a move! Hurriedly chased after him in the direction of the footprints in a few steps.

"You stop me!" The play shouted and scolded as he ran, "A star monarch was chased and killed by a Taoist boy who came out of the divine realm, and you are not afraid of being embarrassed?"

Wang Wenwen ignored it and ran away with his own aura. Why is he stupid? His life is going to be lost, what's the use.

After all, the play is just a Taoist boy, his body is mediocre, and he doesn't know how long he has been chasing, his vision is blurred in the rain, and he sees that he is almost a cut short of chasing him, so he stabs forward with a flying knife, "Damn! I'll let you run!"

The flying knife flashed out, and when Wang Wenwen felt the flying knife approaching, he hurriedly turned sideways to dodge, but it was too late, and he was hit by the flying knife and flew far away, planting himself on the muddy ground.

"Oops, it hurts me to death" Wang Wenwen touched his back, thanks to the rainy day, he couldn't see the position, he just crossed Wang Wenwen's waist, "Oh, where did you run again?"

Wang Wenwen looked around, there were wild grasses everywhere, and only an inconspicuous stone cave was blocked by weeds. But there are many exotic flowers and plants growing in the distance, which are even more vivid in the rain. "Hey~!This cave won't be the immortal cave that Uncle Luo said!"

The drama hurriedly chased after him and kicked Wang Wenwen in the face, "Run, Wenwen Xingjun, you continue to run!

"Hey, play with the ball today" Wang Wenwen smiled bitterly, "This rain is so desolate, there are two immortals planted in a storm jungle, will the rain in this jungle be bigger in the future." ”

"I'm sorry, Steady Xingjun!" The drama's face turned ruthless, and the flying knife stabbed straight away!

Just as the flying knife was about to stab Wang Wenwen, a pale green aura suddenly knocked the flying knife away!

"Boy, fortunately, the old man, I felt that the wooden box was triggered, so I rushed over in time to take a look!" A bald head and a back head appeared in front of Wang Wenwen, "I just cooked the pot duck legs, do you want to try it?"

Wang Wenwen looked fixedly, it was Teacher Luo and Uncle Ding who were holding the casserole and chewing duck legs, and the heavy rain fell, but they didn't get a drop of rain on them.

The drama looked coldly, "Two more to die?" With a wave of his hand, the flying knife flashed away.

"The stinky boy doesn't say anything polite at all. Teacher Luo put the duck leg back in the casserole, wiped his mouth with his oily sleeve, and a cloud of green mist floated out of the sleeve and directly wrapped the flying knife!

"You! Who are you! There can't be such a strong person in this world!" the drama retreated again and again.

"Hey, hey, the little doll is too shallow!" Lao Ding grinned after a haircut, "We're just two ordinary people who love to eat duck leg rice and love mining."

The play came back to his senses and looked at the two people in front of him, one with a bald head like an Arhat and the other with a big back, and suddenly remembered something. "You! You! Could it be the two of the Eight Heavens who dug up the Void Heights! How could it be!"

Teacher Luo puffed his teeth, "You guessed that you can still let you run?" I haven't seen this platinum weapon for many years, so I'll show you."

Mr. Luo nodded a few points at the flying knife out of thin air, and the flying knife turned into five knives and stabbed directly at the back of the scene.

Puff puff puff, the aura attached to the flying knives exploded after the five flying knives were stabbed, and the scene seemed to be corroded, and it was corrupted in the jungle without snorting.

"Hey, hey, I'll keep this knife for you," Lao Ding smiled, beckoned, and the flying knife directly broke free from Mr. Luo's control and flew into Lao Ding's sleeve, "Hey, hey, I'm not a gluttonous baby, who doesn't know Deputy City Lord Ding." ”

"This ...... This ......" Wang Wenwen was dumbfounded, the aura that Teacher Luo exuded just now was far more than the Earth Immortal Realm, maybe it was already the Heavenly Immortal Realm, "You guys...... How could someone cultivate to the strength of a heavenly immortal with this little bit of aura!"