It must have been the little kid ancestor who followed, but Zhang Fan felt very surprised, he had traveled nearly seven thousand miles day and night in the past ten days, even if he was a peak monk, he couldn't chase him, how could the little kid ancestor who had no cultivation at all keep up.

At this time, the divine thought swept across the range of 100 meters and did not find the existence of a second person, he was a little strange, wasn't it a little boy ancestor? Picking up Fang Tian's painting halberd and using the power of Mu Yuanshen, all living beings could not escape his eyes, Mu Yuan's power was mixed with the divine thoughts, and everything within a radius of thousands of meters was under his nose, and he finally found a very weak human qi, so weak that Mu Yuanshen almost ignored him.

jumped down, three consecutive ups and downs came to the bottom of the hillside, the little kid ancestor was lying on the ground, two of the three Qiankun bags had been opened, and everything that could be eaten in them was gone!

The little kid Ancestor was foaming at the mouth, and his face was red. Zhang Fan was shocked. His two storage bags contained not only hundred-year-old elixirs but also many spirit fruits seized from others, all of which had been eaten up by the little kid ancestor at this time, and the power of so many things gathered was enough to tear anyone apart.

The little kid Ancestor is no less physically strong than Zhang Fan, otherwise he would have to blow him up. At this time, the medicinal power was hoarded in his body, and he was unable to refine it, so he lay here.

A wisp of black silk floated across Zhang Fan's forehead, this unlucky ancestor not only followed, but also ate up all his family resources, and wanted to slap him to death with one palm, but this person was the ancestor of Xiaojiang Village, and the peach tree he planted gave Zhang Fan great benefits, but he still couldn't do it.

grabbed the little kid Ancestor and beat him up as if venting, the clay man also has three points of fire, and if he didn't kill him, he respected his ancestors. The spiritual power poured into his body along the white and tender buttocks, refining the medicinal power.

This is not a small project, the medicinal power in the little kid ancestor's body is enough to push a mortal to the peak of the realm, even Zhang Fan is very difficult to refine, he has been sitting for more than half a day, the medicinal power on the little kid ancestor has been refined into four layers, he finally woke up faintly, and screamed: "Wow, what are you going to do, what are you going to sit on my ass!"

Zhang Fan's face turned black and he slapped it heavily. He already knew that this little kid didn't look tender and tender, but in fact, his physical strength was extraordinary, and it was impossible to be slapped to death.

The little kid and the old ancestor shouted angrily, but all the medicinal power that had been refined disappeared into his meridians, and there was no substantial cultivation left, so he couldn't help Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan laughed out loud with relief, and then he was a little embarrassed, and grabbed the neck of the little kid ancestor: "How did you keep up?"

The little kid Ancestor opened his teeth and danced his claws: "Put the Ancestor down, you bastard who is not big or small!"

"Even if you are an ancestor, you are a problem person!" Zhang Fan glanced at his eyebrows, the little kid was the ancestor of Xiaojiang Village, and they were not related by blood, so they would not be afraid of him. The little kid Old Ancestor stopped his hand tiredly and glared at Zhang Fan.

"The medicinal power of good fragrance, is there a medicine king?" At this time, two figures leaped out of the dense forest. When he saw the little kid Ancestor wearing a red belly pocket, he was shocked. The incomparably sweet smell of medicine emanated from this little child, and it was guessed that it was the supreme medicine king who raised a human form.

Two people fell in front of Zhang Fan, and one of them said, "This brother, can you sell this little medicine king to us! No matter what the price!"

Hearing this, the little kid Ancestor was furious: "What kind of, Ancestor, do I look like medicine?"

"This... Speak out people's words, and cultivate to a high level!" The two looked at each other, and they had already made up their minds that they would get this little medicine king no matter what today.

Zhang Fan glanced at them: "Don't sell it, the master will take it back and feed the pigs!"

The two of them were shocked when they heard this, and the little kid Ancestor grabbed Zhang Fan's fluttering forehead and scolded viciously: "You bastard boy who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor, and actually took the ancestor to feed the pigs! I stripped your hair and made you as smooth and slippery as the bald man in the West!"

"Brother Tai said and laughed, we sincerely want to buy!" The two walked separately to Zhang Fan. Stopped him in the center. Zhang Fan didn't know how to know the current situation, he stuffed the little boy to the side, and grabbed Fang Tian's halberd: "Go away, don't get in the way!"

"Brother Tai, why be so angry. The young man approached Zhang Fan a few steps closer, and when he was only three meters away, his eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of silver sword, and the sword was extremely sharp and slashed at Zhang Fan in the sun!

"I expected it a long time ago!" Zhang Fan scolded, rotated Fang Tian's halberd, crushed it with a bang, and waved the murderous soldier forward. The murderous aura was so frightened that the young man's brows jumped wildly, and his big sleeves unfolded to perform an escape technique to ten zhang and drove to, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the murderous soldier arrived in front of him.

Zhang Fan has two major backgrounds. The indestructible body and the extremely fast yin and yang steps, at this time, with Fang Tian's halberd, are simply extremely powerful. That young man had a good sense of fighting, and when he flew back, he hurriedly formed a mark and covered it towards Zhang Fan, and at the same time, more than ten rays of light rushed out from inside the Purple Mansion, all of which were good quality magic weapons, and all of them hit Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan felt a little pressure, but he was not afraid, and danced Fang Tian's halberd with both hands, breaking a path hard.

"What!" the persecuted youth changed color, and what kind of strength could he rush out with ease. He bit his tongue and spurted out a stream of blood, the blood was a little scarlet, and he held it in his hand, "Blood Sword!"

The blood condensed into a sword embryo, although it had not yet become a real sword, but the sword aura was overflowing, and the edge was exposed. Zhang Fan was unmoved, and the gods generally waved the Fang Tian painting halberd weighing a thousand catties, and slashed it down fiercely.

The moon blade flashed with cold light, and the blood sword was broken with a click, but the blood mist splattered by the blood sword gathered into a crystal wall, and when Zhang Fan shattered the crystal wall, the young man had already disappeared.

"Wow, kid save me!" On the other side, after the young man lured Zhang Fan away, another person rushed up and grabbed the little kid Ancestor. He didn't expect his companion to be defeated so quickly, so he gritted his teeth and held the little kid Ancestor up from the ground and ran towards the dense forest.

Zhang Fan was furious, not that he cared much about the little kid ancestor, but he was robbed under his nose, which made him angry. Yin and Yang walked up, shrinking the ground into inches to let him move forward quickly.

"Why is it so fast!" The person who escaped looked back and was a little surprised to see Zhang Fan approaching. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, the blood pooled on his legs to form a pair of shoes, and he instantly turned into a blood-colored light and disappeared on the horizon.

"Interesting!" Zhang Fan said to himself indifferently, and also quickened his pace, following from a distance.

After traveling more than ten miles all the way, he had already crossed the border between Yan and Zhao, Zhang Fan stood on the land of Zhao, and saw the fleeing man fall to the ground in front of him, and joined more than ten people.

It's all very young people.

"Quick, stop him!" The person who ran back with the little kid ancestor didn't have time to explain, so everyone blocked Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan came with a murderous aura, which made these people very cautious, and more than a dozen people exuded their breath: "Those who come stop!"

"Get out!" Zhang Fan shouted, and the magic sound was rolling, making these people's breath instantly disordered. Many of them were strong, and after stabilizing their minds, they asked the man, "What's the matter?"

The man said, "I caught the little medicine king!"

These people's expressions were in a trance for an instant, and then they all showed joy, they came to this mountain to find the peerless treasure medicine, now that the little medicine king has succeeded, the task is completed, and what needs to be done now is to kill Zhang Fan who is chasing. Otherwise, if the news of the Little Medicine King spreads, they may not be able to return to the mountain gate alive.

"Kill him!" The person who seemed to be the leader of the team burst into a shout, took the lead, and rushed towards Zhang Fan with a mouthful of autumn water long sword. At the same time, the rest of the people followed.

"Inexplicable!" This was Zhang Fan's idea, but the opponent's killing move was coming, he didn't dare to slack off, he started to draw a halberd in Fang Tian, played a piece of energy, swept away the people who rushed over, and shouted: "Give me the little brat!"

The little kid Ancestor gritted his teeth: "Get out, I'm your Ancestor!"

"Brother Tai, give me the little medicine king. We're going to give you a Creation!" the captain realized that the person in front of him was not easy to mess with, and planned to delay the time first, and then kill him when the elders came.

Zhang Fan sensed that there were several powerful energy fluctuations in the distance attacking this side, but he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he suddenly applied a hot hand and attacked forward.

"Stubborn!" More than a dozen people scolded, and they all sacrificed the strongest magic weapon to kill Zhang Fan, and the captain was holding a long sword and fighting Zhang Fan hand-to-hand.

They are all very strong and have solid foundations, and they are definitely not comparable to the existence of the group of wastes in the Yan Kingdom. He felt the pressure, danced this heavenly painting halberd to open and close, and broke through the encirclement with his indomitable fighting intent.

The kidnapper of the little kid Ancestor stepped back: "Stop him!"

"Huh!" the five people blocked Zhang Fan with their bodies, "Go die!"

Zhang Fan let out a long roar, and finally used ten percent of his strength, the halberd swept out an earth-shattering grand light, sweeping these five people dozens of meters away, he stepped forward and grabbed the leg of the little fart ancestor: "Let go!"

"Delusional!"

"Mom, help. Five horses are divided!" The hands and feet of the little boy Ancestor were sawed together, and his body became longer like a rubber, causing him to shout loudly.