Looking at Wan Shu's expression and posture, the two people who were quietly watching all this behind them looked a little unnatural, but they were covered up in an instant.

"What do you have to do with Fourth Master Wan?"

Wan Qing asked calmly, not showing the slightest special expression.

In this way, Wan Qing just wants to see how this Wan Shu answers, there is likely to be a battle between Wan Qing and Wan Siye. Especially Wan Siye's wife, son and nephew all died in the hands of Wan Qing, as long as they meet Wan Qing, they must be endless.

Wan Shu stared at Wan Qing for a long time, and he kept beating the drum in his heart, whether the baby in front of him would have anything to do with Wan Siye's wife.

Wan Siye's wife is the descendant of the seventh lineage of all races, but her appearance is too scary, and no one in the ten thousand races dares to marry. Fourth Master Wan also married that woman for his own ambitions.

With the seventh vein of the Wan clan as the backstage, Wan Si Ye has done a lot of persecution of opponents, even if it is the siblings of the family.

Wan Shu's father was disabled by Wan Siye, gave up the position of the head of the family, and lived for a long time.

Wan Shu was monitored at all times, Wan Shu's talent was not bad, but then he was inexplicably stuck, and his cultivation speed was extremely slow.

Thinking of his poor father, Wan Shu wanted to fight, in case the person in front of him was not the seventh vein, he would have a chance to be on the thigh.

"I am the son of Boss Wan, and I have nothing to do with Fourth Master Wan. ”

Wan Shu gritted his teeth and said, especially when he said the words 'Wan Siye', he actually exuded a murderous aura.

"Oh~!Then you go! I won't kill you. ”

Wan Qing turned around and was about to stride away, Wan Qing saw Wan Shu's hatred for Wan Siye, and also guessed Wan Shu's thoughts, but Wan Qing's current situation couldn't help at all.

"Little Ancestor!"

Wan Shu snapped and knelt down.

Bang!

There was a dull crashing sound.

Wan Qing didn't dare to look back, let alone look back, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Bang!

Just as Wan Qing took a step, there was a more dull crashing sound again.

"Enough!"

Wan Qing shouted loudly, slowly turned around, and looked at Wan Shu.

The blood in one place, a big pit stained with blood, Wan Shu's forehead was directly rotten.

"Follow me~... You're going to die!"

Wan Qing couldn't bear to say that his current situation, with Wan Shu, could only bring danger to Wan Shu.

"Why die!"

Wan Shu plucked up the courage, since he chose this step, then he would give it a fight and not die for thousands of years.

"Okay!"

Wan Qing took out a first-grade qi and blood grass, threw it to Wan Shu, turned around and strode away.

Wan Shu didn't have the slightest pretension, picked up the qi and blood grass, chewed it and swallowed it, and turned to look at the two people behind him. Then, strode to keep up with Wan Qing.

"What should I do, do you want to keep up? That baby is from all races?"

The woman turned to look at the man and asked in a low voice.

"Follow, why don't you follow, the sixth order of the first grade can feel this kind of herb at will, it is a high-grade Qi Rejuvenation Grass. Hmph~!"

The man's face was hideous and greedy, and he snorted, and the man had already taken aim at Wan Qing's belongings.

Looking at the man's expression, the woman also smiled sinisterly, this time the harvest must be a lot of money.

"Those two are following!"

Wan Qing said without looking back, secretly speculating in his heart why the two behind him followed closely.

"Wanhe's people!"

Wan Shu clenched his fists, and his words were unwilling, these two people seemed to only have the eighth and seventh orders of the first rank, but the two of them were proficient in the art of joining forces, once the two joined forces to fight, their strength was no less than that of the peak powerhouse of the ninth order of the first rank.

Wanshu's meridians are blocked, and although he has the level of the peak of the ninth order, he does not have the strength of the peak of the ninth order, and he can exert the combat power of the eighth order at most.

"Wanhe?"

Wan Qing was a little puzzled, this Fourth Master Wan is called Wan He, and this name is inevitably a bit feminine.

"It's the wife of the Fourth Master of Wan, the descendant of the seventh lineage of the Wan clan!"

Wan Shu's words had a hint of helplessness, this Wanhe is a big mountain, Wan Shu wants to cross, but he is powerless, and his every move is being monitored.

"Oh~!, do I want to help you solve it?"

Wan Qing turned his head to look at Wan Shu, wondering what Wan Shu thought, whether this Wan Shu really wanted to follow him, or just for some unknown reason.

"Yes!"

Wan Shu waited for Wan Qing's sentence, as long as these two people were killed, Wan Shu could escape Wan He's surveillance.

Looking at Wan Shu's squeezed green tendons and bulging fists, Wan Qing somewhat understood Wan Shu's feelings, just like himself, eager to tear the people who hurt him to pieces.

"Then come with me!hehe~!"

Wan Qing grabbed Wan Shu and suddenly increased his speed, and Wan Shu was almost dragged to the ground by Wan Qing.

Wan Qing took the lead, but Wan Shu could barely follow the footsteps, but he was panting.

Wan Qing turned her head slightly and looked at Wan Shu, her face a little ugly.

"How~how?"

Wan Shu was frightened by Wan Qing's face, thinking that Wan Qing had found something bad about him.

"No, the two people in the back actually caught up, only by doing it themselves!"

Hearing Wan Qing's words, Wan Shu's heart tightened, the two of them could still catch up at this speed, it seemed that these two people still hid their strength in front of him.

"But it's okay, I'll watch the show later!"

Wan Qing smiled, as if everything was under control, and then grabbed Wan Shu and continued to run.

A man and a woman followed quickly, and the man's face was a little ugly. This sixth-order baby is inevitably a little perverted, needless to say, the combat effectiveness is even more terrifying.

"Brother Huan, why don't you~ Let's go back and report to the master!"

The woman persuaded, because the woman was a little uneasy in her heart, this little baby always felt weird.

"No, if Wan Shu is allowed to run away, with Wan He's temperament, he will inevitably suffer from a meal of flesh and skin, and maybe there will be a disaster of killing his head. ”

The man also had a hint of retreat in his heart, but Wan He's temperament, the man knew very well, killing at every turn, whether it was right or wrong.

Hearing the man's words, the woman also gritted her teeth, this is a must-chase.

After a cup of tea, Wan Qing stopped, turned to look at a man and a woman behind him, and smiled, a little sinister.

"Are you tired of chasing?"

A man and a woman, panting, this little baby is running faster and faster, the two of them are almost one or three times the usual speed, and the consumption is really a bit large.

"Look for death!"

The man glared angrily, his eyes bulging, eager to tear apart.

"Uh~~~!"

A discordant voice came.

Wan Shu is like riding a roller coaster ten times at the moment, his whole body is churning, and even his hair is restless.

After a burst of vomiting, Wan Shu even vomited out his intestines, and he regretted it in his heart, this little ancestor is really an ancestor.

"Go on! Go on! Find the back of the dead?"

Wan Qing turned his head to look at Wan Shu, then plucked his ear with his right hand, and looked at the man not far away with a leisurely and bright face.

"Look for death!"

The man's anger, although it is said that you can fight beyond the level, but can you fight beyond the two levels, this is negative in the man's heart.

"You've already said it, don't repeat it!"

"You~!"

With a finger of his right hand, the man strode towards Wan Qing, holding the big knife behind his back with his left hand.

"Draw your sword and slash!"

Just when the man walked to a distance of five meters from Wan Qing, he suddenly muffled and drew his knife, the speed was extremely fast, and suddenly a cold light appeared.

Wan Qing's eyes narrowed, and the man's movements naturally looked at Wan Qing's eyes, at this speed, Wan Qing understood that he couldn't dodge at all.

"Fury Flame ~ Fierce Tyrant Fist!"

Wan Qing's right fist rose straight up, more than four feet high, and the inside was even more of a bronze quaint color, hard connected to the man's big knife.

Wan Shu even stopped retching at the moment, his face was full of horror and surprise, and he actually dared to take Fang Huan's knife and cut it.

The woman on the opposite side covered her mouth even more, Fang Huan pulled out her knife and slashed, the woman couldn't be clearer, even if it was a Grade A Ninth Order, she didn't dare to face it head-on.

Rumble!

The two of them retreated one after another, and Wan Qing took ten steps back in a row, but seven of them were deliberately done by Wan Qing. And Fang Huan took five steps backwards in a row, one step at a time.

"Eighth Order of the First Rank, that's just it!"

Wan Qing deliberately said with a hint of sourness.

"Hmph~!Even so, you were blown away by me ten steps!"

Fang Huan was disdainful for a while, and began to talk big at a young age, obviously he lost, and he had to pretend to be awesome.

"You are the eighth order, I am the sixth order, you just made me take ten steps back, and you didn't even wipe off a piece of my skin, is this your pride?"

Wan Qing seemed to have started a war of words, but with these words, Wan Qing slapped Fang Huan's face fiercely, and it snapped.

"Okay! I'll show you what absolute strength is!"

Fang Huan was completely enraged by Wan Qing, even if he went back and was punished, Fang Huan would tear apart Wan Qing in front of him, this was Fang Huan's face of the eighth order of the first rank.

"Wind Slash!"

As soon as Fang Huan's big knife came out, it was like a hurricane, heading straight for Wanqing, and the fallen leaves everywhere he went were raised one after another, and then blown away.

"Tsk~!In the face of absolute strength, the speed is not useful!"

Wan Qing chattered his mouth, this Fang Huan didn't seem to have tasted a lesson yet, and once again wanted to hurt himself with the secret of speed. This is impossible for Wan Qing.

"Forget it, I still have something to do, you go first!"

Wan Qing was already impatient, because seeing the trees in the distance, Jiu Jiu waved this claw in this direction, proving that there was a situation, and Wan Qing had to quickly resolve the battle.

"Fury Flame ~ Three Feet!"

With a muffled roar, Wan Qing's fists were like two speeding fire dragons, only running towards Fang Huan, as for Fang Huan's big knife, there was a right fist strengthened by the sixth-order step gate, Wan Qing didn't care at all.

Looking at Wan Qing with his fists burning, Fang Huan smiled, can your fists still grow better than my big knife.

"Die! everything on your body is mine!haha~!"

Listening to Fang Huan's laughter, Wan Qing shook his head secretly, this guy still didn't see the situation clearly, and he was still thinking about his belongings, which was simply hopeless.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, Fang Huan only felt trembling all over, and when he looked down, he saw that the two huge fist marks on his abdomen were like charcoal.

"You~!how~!unwilling~~where!"

Fang Huan had a trace of unwillingness, a trace of confusion, and a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Brother Huan~!! no~~!"

Seeing Fang Huan fall, the woman pounced on Fang Huan's body in the blink of an eye, her eyes were like gushing spring water, rolling down.

"Kill me too!"

The woman suddenly turned her head to look at Wan Qing with pleading in her eyes, and then the woman closed her eyes and waited for the fatal blow.

Looking at the woman's appearance, Wan Qing had an inexplicable feeling in her heart, and a sense of sadness of powerlessness arose.

Wan Qing took heavy steps and left step by step.

With a happy smile, the woman quietly lay on the man, and this feeling can only be shown until death.