Looking at Zhang Wei, who only had a first-order speed of level B, Wan Qing couldn't believe that the heavens would really pity anyone.

"I'm here to see if God will really have mercy on you?"

Wan Qing's fists rubbed against the flames, more than five feet high, his fists moved, and his chest was full of flames.

"Wanqing Fist Method-Yanhai Fierce Tyrant Fist!"

The two fists blasted out, like a sea of flames, directly approaching Zhang Wei's fine iron sword.

Bang bang~!

The fist collided with the sword quickly, making a crisp crashing sound.

"Who is that? Actually fighting alone with Zhang Bian, it's amazing!"

"However, why has Zhang Wei's ability fallen so much, he looks like a B-level cultivator!"

"Ah! Zhang Bian's opponent seems to only have a first-class level, and he actually goes head-to-head with Zhang Bian!"

“......”

Outside Zhang's mansion, the branches of some big trees not far away were full of good deeds, with the help of the moonlight, looking at this side from a distance, and let out exclamations from time to time.

Zhang Wei in the battle also discovered this problem, his dignified C-level second-order cultivators actually only exerted the combat effectiveness of the B-level and second-order.

"Is this God's mercy on you?"

Wan Qing's eyes narrowed, and he asked calmly, but he was beating a drum in his heart: This argument can catch up with him so quickly, it shouldn't rely on luck, this argument is merciful, nine times out of ten, it is true, but this pity is a bit fake. Wan Qing was within one kilometer of Zhang Bian, and Zhang Bian could sense it, but it reduced Zhang Bian's strength.

Thinking about it, Wan Qing has a little bit of faith in the so-called God's pity, but also a little bit of ridicule.

"Since the heavens have mercy on you, but the poor people must have something to hate, I don't know if you have heard this sentence?"

Wan Qing stepped back, looked at the distance from Zhang Wei, and said with a grin.

"Death!"

Zhang Wei pulled out a sword flower again, and the pitch-black fine iron sword had no skills, and stabbed directly towards Wan Qing.

"Since you choose this way, then you should go with God!"

After speaking, the flame in Wan Qing's left hand disappeared, and the flame in his right hand jumped directly to a zhang high, and the flames soared into the sky, and everything around him was scorched by the flames.

The plants around five meters directly turned yellow, and the ground became dry and cracked.

"Wan Qing Original - Bronze Fist!"

Wan Qing roared in a muffled voice, and his right fist was directly bronze, and even the flames changed color slightly.

"What's the situation!"

"Did this person grow up drinking oil, and his fist can burst out of such a high flame!"

"It's amazing!"

“......”

The do-gooders outside Zhang's Mansion began to talk again, speculating about where this person with a flaming fist came from and what kind of force it came from.

And the other forces in Xiancheng are also watching from afar, especially the battle here, they are all suspicious.

"City Lord, the person who plays with fire, nine times out of ten is Wanqing!"

A man with a lupine scarf, with a three-inch green beard, stroked it and said carefully.

"It must be, I have already asked, there is indeed a junior named Wan Qing in the Wan clan, and the Wan clan is looking for it with all its might. ”

The man in steel armor turned his head slightly, revealing a trace of his true face, it was actually an extremely handsome man, who didn't seem to be very old, twenty-seven or eighteen.

"Then our City Lord's Mansion, then..."

The blue-bearded man smiled slightly,

"It's none of your business, hang it high!"

"Watch from afar, sit and reap the fisherman!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and hit it off.

The second force in Xiancheng is also suspicious, and also chooses to wait and see. As soon as the Zhang family fell, that piece of cake had its own share, why not.

"Die, die! Why don't you die!"

Zhang Wei held his sword in both hands at this time, and slashed at Wan Qing brainlessly, like a hooligan fighting.

"Humph!"

Wan Qing snorted coldly, and his endless dark eyes turned like a whirlpool.

The eyeballs of these eyes, but when the Chaos Grass was floating in the void, it was inadvertently picked up, and the Chaos Grass originally thought it was just two black orbs. But after getting it, the Chaos Grass found out that something was wrong, but the Chaos Grass at that time was all based on innate consciousness, and even if it didn't feel right, it was put away and integrated into the body.

After the Chaos Grass became conscious, he began to study the pair of eyeballs, but the Chaos Grass still only studied a trace of fur.

If it weren't for the fact that the Chaos Grass was in a hurry to say it that day, otherwise the Chaos Grass would have been taken out so much. This pair of eyeball chaos grass guessed that nine times out of ten it should be that guy's, and it was not something that Wan Qing could control at all.

However, in order to put out the fire, Wan Qing forced Chaos Grass to hand over the pair of eyeballs and integrate them into the brain.

I don't know why, that pair of eyeballs actually merged into Wan Qing's eyes, opening up the first ability-true vision. For people whose strength is lower than Wan Qing, this eyeball can judge the authenticity of the other party's words, which is why Wan Qing will directly enter Zhang's mansion.

"Even if it is the second order of the second order, it can still kill you!"

Zhang Wei said with a gloomy face, clenched the fine iron sword in his hand with both hands, and strode towards Wan Qing. For the sudden weakening of his body, Zhang Wei is still a little uncomfortable, this is a big drop, and there is a watershed in the middle, this gap can be described as a big one.

"I can't see the situation clearly, you are below the watershed of Class B, and you can't help me at all!"

Wan Qing shook his head and muttered to himself, he had already seen Zhang Bian's strength, and Wan Qing didn't have so many worries.

"Yanhai - Demon Nine Fists!"

Twenty fist shadows blasted out a large sea of fire, directly colliding with Zhang Wei's fine iron sword.

Another series of thumping thumping sounds, crisp and rhythmic.

"Die!

Zhang Wei roared wildly, the green tendons on his neck flared up, his head was swollen red, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

"Stubborn!"

Looking at the crazy Zhang Bian, Wan Qing snorted coldly, and directly used the last move of the Yan Fist - Spark Flame.

"Why aren't you dead yet!you~"

Zhang Bian's eyes were stunned, and there was nothing else in front of him except the endless fire fist.

"How is this ~ possible!"

Zhang Wei couldn't believe that a sixth-order baby of the first rank actually blasted out the strength that only a strong man above the watershed of the second rank could have.

The next moment, Zhang Bian's body seemed to be beaten endlessly, and his fists blasted out layers of flesh waves on Zhang Bian's body.

"I am a person who has been pitied by God, so it is possible ~ I will lose!"

Zhang Bian, who was unable to fight back, said with difficulty, the light was clearly guiding himself, this was obviously help from God, how could he lose, Zhang Bian closed his eyes in confusion.

Wan Qing's endless dark eyes spun quickly, and a dark thing floated out of Zhang Wei's eyebrows, drifting towards Wan Qing's right eye.

Just as this dark thing was about to touch Wan Qing's right eye, suddenly this thing disappeared, and Zhang Wei's body was still intact.

"Why can't you absorb it?"

Wan Qing touched his chin with his right hand and said in a low voice, this debate was obviously sucked out by his own eyes, so how could it suddenly disappear if it could be absorbed.

"Could it be that Zhang Wei was really pitied by God!?"

After speaking, Wan Qing shook his head, with the rich heritage of the Wan clan, there is no record of such miracles, and there should be no so-called mercy from the heavens.

Touching Zhang Bian's space bag, Wan Qing disappeared into the night.

Those big forces immediately began to act, preparing to occupy the territory of the Zhang family and divide the Zhang family's money, which can be described as first-come, first-served, and slow.

Overnight, everything in the Zhang family was completely renamed, and the Zhang Mansion was reduced to ruins, leaving almost no tiles.

In a certain secret room of Yichou Qian Village, Wan Qing was in the Aoki space, studying the fragments of the ancient book brought by Jiu Jiu.

"Bloodthirsty Flower, Heartbeat Grass, Scorpion Tail Orchid..."

Wan Qing looked at it one by one, his face was a little ugly, all the herbs in it were highly poisonous, how could one of them easily poison a first-grade monk.

The Chaos Grass on one side supported his head with both hands, and the middle finger of his right hand kept poking at his face, falling into deep thought. If you talk about a certain poisonous weed, there is still a way to crack the chaos grass, but with more than 20 kinds of poisonous weeds, it will be extremely difficult to solve.

To detoxify this poison, we must not only consider the herbs to be rescued, but also consider the amount and grade of the herbs, etc., which have a certain range.

"Xiaocao, is there a way?"

At this moment, Wan Qing's eyes finally regained their clarity, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes, looking at so many poisonous weeds mixed together, Wan Qing couldn't believe how strong the toxins contained in them were. And Huo'er's body, whether it can last for three years, these are all things that Wan Qing is worried about.

"Not yet, although I have a lot of experience, there are still too many things I don't understand. Therefore, I suggest that you go to Renshuin Temple, find some books about medicinal herbs, and study the properties of medicinal herbs for me, so that I can prescribe the right medicine. ”

There was a hint of apology in Chaos Grass's words, and his eyes were even more helpless. Even if I don't know how many years I have been floating in the void, and I don't know how many strange things I have seen, there are still too many things I don't know.

Wan Qing took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, calming his emotions. Wan Qing also knew in her heart that Xiaocao was also working hard, but her energy was still limited.

"Well, I'll take the assessment tomorrow!" Wan Qing nodded in response.

Next, Wan Qing began to study the formation, there are many ancient books of the formation here that were scraped from the Zhang family, for the current Wan Qing, it is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow.

That small solution to the formation, Wan Qing was rotten, it can be said that he was reciting it backwards, and he couldn't understand too much from it.

Looking at the ancient book of formations in his hand, Wan Qing smiled slightly, a little self-deprecating.

"Am I an ominous person, and if I come into contact with me, I will be hurt. ”

Wan Qing muttered to herself, thinking back to the past half a year, how many of the people she knew were in danger because of her appearance.

"Strength, it's all because of my lack of strength, it's time to advance!"

Thinking of his strength, Wan Qing shook his head. It seems that he hasn't advanced for a long time, and he has been fighting, and he doesn't have the heart to calm down and cultivate well.