When Wang Ye exerted his strength and used the complex terrain to distance himself from the woman who was chasing after him, Lu Zhen, who appeared behind Wang Ye, glanced at Wang Ye's back and slapped the small tree beside him with one palm.

The small tree broke silently and fell in front of the woman who was catching up.

"Ouch, this damn fish eye is so insidious, it almost killed me!"

Several women who caught up were furious.

"Si Niubi just likes to use dirty tricks, otherwise Qingcai wouldn't lose to him!"

"Chase! Sisters, don't let him run away! In Longhu Mountain, even if we run to Tianshi's house, we must make him look good!"

Another tree fell down, blocking several people.

Then a series of explosions were heard, and trees fell down one after another, completely blocking their way.

"Does that guy have helpers?"

Several women looked at the trees in front of them and looked at each other.

……

"Hey, I finally got rid of it! Fortunately, I'm smart! I won't fight with Zhuge Qing again... What's the big deal?!" Wang Ye leaned on a tree with one hand and panted violently, "There is also Zhang Lingyu, too

Horrible! I have a chance to win, but I don’t have a chance to walk down Longhu Mountain... Alas, it’s all my own fault, walking down Wudang Mountain..."

Without warning, he suddenly dodged to the right.

There was a dull sound, and a shovel was hit on the tree in front of Wang Ye, leaving a clear white mark on the surface of the tree.

Wang Ye pulled back and looked at Feng Baobao, who appeared silently, and then at the white marks on the tree. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably: "I'll go, eldest sister, come back! You're too harsh.

Are you done?"

Feng Baobao pointed to the ground with the shovel: "Little Taoist priest, just let me bury you, and nothing will happen. I am very familiar with this technique, and I guarantee that you will be buried comfortably."

Wang Ye smiled bitterly and said: "Sister, you fans of Zhuge Qing are always burying people, and you will probably bring trouble to Zhuge Qing, right?"

"Zhuge Qing... yes, I am a fan of Zhuge Qing!" Feng Baobao scratched the corner of his mouth and pointed at Zhuge Qing. His expressionless face made an exaggerated look that made people pick their feet, "Little Taoist priest, I am

Fans of Zhuge Qing, remember this! If you offend Zhuge Qing, you still want to run away? I will kill you!"

"Haha." Wang couldn't bear to look directly at him, "Don't Zhuge Qing's fans call him Qing? How do you call him by his full name? You fans are so unprofessional!"

"Oh, yes, I am Qing's fan! I will destroy you on behalf of justice!"

Feng Baobao jumped up and hit Wang Ye with the shovel in his head.

"Fenghou Faqimen..."

The Qi in Dantian poured into the ground crazily, and an ever-changing Qimen game appeared at Wang Ye's feet.

Wang Ye raised his head, all his mental thoughts focused on the fallen Feng Baobao, and whispered: "Luanjin Tuo!"

Feng Baobao, who was in the air, seemed to be pressed on the still button of the video. He was frozen for a moment, and then he dropped the shovel as if nothing had happened.

Wang Ye narrowly avoided it, his eyes widening listlessly: "Where did this guy come from? He doesn't even have a golden watch?!"

Ever since he learned Fenghou Qimen, he has never encountered a situation where the golden watch was useless.

Who is this slovenly woman? She can’t even restrain herself from chaos!

Is the quality of even Zhuge Qing's fans that high? Wang was also a little shocked.

"It felt... a little strange just now..." Feng Baobao shook his head, then raised the shovel and hit Wang Ye.

"Sister, please don't go too far!" Wang Ye had no choice but to distance himself from Feng Baobao, "The word Gen means Earth-Wandering Dragon!"

The soil underground seemed to suddenly become softer, and Wang Ye burrowed into the ground like a swimming fish, leaving only a big hole on the ground.

"Eh? Where's the person?" Feng Baobao was stunned for a moment, and quickly ran to the place where Wang Ye disappeared.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from the ground and grabbed Feng Baobao's ankle.

"Let's go!" Wang Ye, whose upper body was rising from the ground, used one hand to throw Feng Baobao out.

"Zhenzi - Thunder!" Wang Ye, who jumped out of the ground, clasped his palms together, and light blue lightning appeared out of thin air around him, covering no blind spots.

Feng Baobao, who had not yet landed, was electrocuted to the point where his hair stood on end and black smoke was emitting from his body. He fell to the ground and twitched a few times and then stopped moving. His right hand was still holding the shovel tightly.

"I've already given up. Sister, you can't deceive me." Wang Ye wiped his sweat and said with a smile.

Feng Baobao still didn't move.

Wang Ye's smile froze on his face: "No way! Such a fierce guy will die after being shocked? Don't scare me!"

He tentatively approached Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao's eyes suddenly opened, and the shovel in his hand swept towards Wang Ye's thigh.

"I knew it..." Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped back, "Okay, I won't play with you anymore."

He was actually very depressed.

This stupid woman came from nowhere. It's useless to mess with gold and thunder, and it seems that no matter what method he uses, it's not of much use to this woman.

I can only lament that the fans of the alien world are so strong...

Fortunately, the woman couldn't catch up with him. Wang Ye looked back at Feng Baobao who was chasing after him with a smile: "Sister, are you going to catch up all night long..."

The ground exploded in vain, and Wang Ye, who was unprepared, fell backwards. The sleeves of his Taoist robe were in tatters.

"Hey, are there any helpers?" Wang Ye looked at the young man walking out with a startled look on his face, "You... are you also a fan of Zhuge Qing? Does Zhuge Qing have any male fans?"

"Why can't I be a fan of Zhuge Qing?" Lu Zhen looked at Feng Baobao who was catching up, "Can't you bury him?"

Feng Baobao stopped, looking a little embarrassed: "The little Taoist priest is very powerful, but I didn't succeed."

"Hey, I still don't believe it. Everyone wants to bury me..." Wang Ye's eyes became serious, "The word "kun" - blinding method - a hundred flowers are dazzling!"

As soon as his body moved, it instantly split into several figures, running to the left, right, and upward in various directions.

Every figure is exactly the same as him, and there is no sound from his feet. It is dazzling, and it is impossible to tell which one is the fake him and which one is the real him.

To distinguish the real king among so many kings, I'm afraid even his own father can't do it.

"Hmph! Now it's up to you how you chase after me!"

He glanced back and saw that a shovel had already hit the back of his head.

Wang Ye showed an incredible look on his face again.

"This doesn't work either?!"

He looked forward again, and the male fan was already standing in front of him.

"These two unlucky things..."

He dodged Feng Baobao's shovel, but failed to dodge the intensive force coming from the ground and trees.

Wang had no choice but to receive two powerful blows, and under the impact, he retreated all the way back to his original position.

Lu Zhen and Feng Baobao sandwiched Wang Ye in the middle.
Chapter completed!