"You guys are too weak, I advise all of you present to go together, otherwise there will be no chance at all." Wang Qing, who was besieged in the center, looked calm, and his heart was like water.

Wang Qing was telling the truth, but he also knew that these people would not believe it, because they didn't know that he was a genuine cultivator.

The methods and terrifyingness of the cultivators are beyond the imagination of these so-called hidden masters?

"It's not ashamed to say that death is dying, a few junior brothers, let's go together, abolish this fool as soon as possible, and we can go back to practice as soon as possible."

"I agree with Senior Brother."

"I agree."

"I ...... too"

Wang Qing didn't have the patience to continue to listen to the nonsense of these middle-aged people in the early stage of internal strength, and directly threw more than a dozen wind blades in his hand.

"Uh......"

Still didn't have time to let out a scream, these four middle-aged people in the early stage of internal strength, the big heads flew up directly silently, and they were neatly placed in front of the old man in red.

"Hiss-" Qian Sheng and Sun Liang, who were standing on either side of the old man in red, their pupils contracted sharply, their faces were full of horror, and then the whole person was surrounded by endless fear.

Is this still human? It's a killer!

These martial arts cultivators have also killed people, but they have never seen such a cold, ruthless, neat and frivolous way as Wang Qing.

"Huh?" The old man in red, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood, felt a little strange in his heart, and couldn't help but open his eyes.

The moment the old man in red opened his eyes, he just saw the headless corpses of four middle-aged people in the early stage of internal strength falling to the ground.

And the good heads of these four people were neatly placed in front of them.

The crimson blood, like a fountain with a switch turned on, sprayed everywhere, making people sick to see.

The expression on the face of the old man in red was first shock, then anger, and finally fear.

"Well, I'm right, right? It's a pity that the opportunity has already been given to you, and since you are so ignorant, it is better to go to hell together. Wang Qing looked at the remaining three people and said coldly.

Dealing with these martial arts cultivators whose hands were stained with blood and human lives, kill them, and Wang Qing's heart would not even have a trace of waves.

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

"You, you, how did you do that?" The old man in red looked at Wang Qing in horror, and his speech was a little stumbling.

Not to mention himself, even if he was replaced by a grandmaster at the level of Huajin, he would definitely not be able to kill four people in the early stage of internal strength like Wang Qing neatly.

Now he finally understands what kind of terrifying existence his most optimistic apprentice Sun Liang has provoked!

At a young age, cultivation is already so terrifying.

Give him time to continue to grow, what kind of terrifying realm will this Wang Qing in front of him grow to in the future? He didn't dare to think about it anymore!

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, take your doubts to Hades, maybe Hades will tell you the answer when he is happy." After Wang Qing finished speaking, he shot again.

Raising his hand and waving it a few times, dozens of wind blades, as if they didn't want money, slashed towards the red-clothed old man from all directions.

The old man in red saw that the situation was not good, although he couldn't see anything, but he felt a strong danger of death, and hurriedly pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and tried his best to resist it.

"Ahh

The stump and broken arm fell to the ground, flesh and blood flew all over the sky, and the death was extremely ugly and miserable.

Sun Liang and Qian Sheng on the side were so frightened that their faces were as pale as paper, except for the constant trembling, they kept vomiting.

Other than that, not even a word of begging for mercy could be uttered.

Wang Qing didn't bother to look at these two wastes anymore, and directly threw out two fireballs. Sun Liang and Qian Sheng were tightly enveloped by the fireball.

Soon in the screams and wails, it turned into ashes.

Wang Qing once again played more than a dozen fireball techniques, turning all the corpses and stumps and severed arms at the scene into ashes.

Except for the blood stains on the walls and on the ground, nothing else remained.

Wang Qing walked to the room where He Fang was being held and kicked the door open.

He Fang, who was shrinking in the corner, was a little frightened at first, and only after seeing that the person who came was Wang Qing did he relax his heart.

Before Wang Qing could say a few words of comfort, He Fang hugged the pillow tightly like a frightened rabbit that had suddenly found a safe harbor.

The slightly frowning eyebrows were a lot soothing.

Her jade hands clenched into pink fists, sobbing incessantly.

Wang Qing was helpless, so she had no choice but to walk over and reach out and gently rub her waterfall-like three thousand green silks.

After a long while, He Fang came to his senses.

Somehow, He Fang, who came to his senses, didn't make any other movements, but his nose sniffed hard in the air.

It seems that Wang Qing's body has a sweet and delicious taste that is emanating from her, firmly attracting her, and she will never forget it for the rest of her life.

"Thank you for coming to my rescue. I ......" He Fang said sadly, and couldn't help choking up.

The warm teardrops, not only wet the clothes, but also dripped on the ground, which made people heartbreaking to watch.

"It's nothing, I should have told you I'm sorry. It's very likely that these people are coming for me. Wang Qing thought for a moment and comforted softly.

What Wang Qing said was actually not bad at all, He Fang was just a chess piece used to deal with Wang Qing.

Looking at He Fang, who was pitiful and sitting on the edge of the collapse, he naturally caught a glimpse of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain standing proudly in the depths of his neckline, and Wang Qing's mouth became a little dry.

This is the reaction that normal men will have.

"Either way, thank you." He Fangqiao's face turned red when she brushed the ground, and she lowered her head shyly like an ostrich.

This made Wang Qing even more embarrassed.

Quickly gave himself a clear heart trick, and then calmed down.

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, so it's better for us to leave early." Wang Qing coughed twice, turned around and left.

He Fang behind him didn't know what he was thinking. didn't say a word, just silently followed Wang Qing.

When she saw the little blood that had not completely dried up along the way, she became a little frightened.

At the same time, he was secretly worried about Wang Qing, not knowing if he was injured.

A few minutes later, the two walked out of the villa.

As soon as he walked out of the villa, Wang Qing quietly played an enhanced version of the fireball technique.

The fireball technique contains a trace of Wang Qing's divine thought, and after leaving a certain distance, this trace of divine thought will automatically integrate into the fireball technique and ignite it.

The two got into Wang Qing's rented Chevrolet off-road vehicle, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove forward.

Just when the off-road vehicle was about to get out of the area covered by Wang Qing's divine sense, Wang Qing activated that trace of divine thought.

The entire beautiful villa was soon overwhelmed by a sea of fire.

Although it was daytime, they were not afraid of being discovered by passers-by.

Good thing it's a suburb and off the beaten track.

By the time the secret service arrives here, it is estimated that the villa will have already burned and there will be no bricks left.