"The fool of Prince Huaqin''s residence let those two boys escape. Let''s chase them quickly!"


    "Run away, the little fat man has a medium-quality treasure in his hand. You must seize it!"


    Seeing Luo Zheng and Wang Nian rush out of the encirclement, those people in the sky and the invisible ground forest suddenly couldn''t bear it.


    More than twenty people burst into flames and shouted after them.


    These people are the forces of Feiyun Dynasty. They have always restrained each other, otherwise they would have been unable to help themselves.


    At this time, when someone starts first, others are naturally unwilling to suffer losses.


    However, as soon as Luo Zheng and Wang Nian rushed out of the encirclement, their speed increased a lot, and they took the lead in starting. For a time, they even opened some distance.


    Although the year of the king was still holding Luo Zheng, some of these people couldn''t catch up in a hurry.


    However, they did not think much, but said that the speed of the full outbreak under the horror of Wang Nian was still in hot pursuit.


    As soon as they chased and fled, their accomplishments and speed were immediately distinguished.


    More than a dozen strong people in the yuan refining realm, the fastest, have been closely following Luo Zheng, and the others have been slowly thrown away.


    Some people think something is wrong. A fat man in yangyuanjing is still carrying a person. Why is the speed so fast?


    However, seeing so many people chasing them, even if there is something wrong, no one cares.


    After all, even if Wang Nian hides his strength, he is just a teenager. No matter how strong he is, he can be strong there.


    "Hee hee, master Luo, why are you running so fast? We came to invite you to refine the weapon!"


    "Little rabbit, hand over your ancient weapon refining skill quickly. I''ll spare your life!"


    "Give me all your good things, boy, and I can protect you from death. Otherwise, I will call you two a land free of evil."


    A group of people shouted while chasing Luo Zheng. Although it is already the Wanyao mountain, it is only outside the mountain. So many strong people are not afraid to be together.


    "I advise you not to chase again. Fat master hasn''t done anything because my boss is merciful and doesn''t want to kill evil. Otherwise, fat master, I wave my flag and let you all die rhythmically!"


    With a big flag in his hand, Wang Nian took off and scolded back, with great momentum.


    "Hum, a kid in Yangyuan territory dare to be so arrogant with precious tools. Do you think we are all those waste guards of the Weiguo government?"


    A middle-aged woman sneered and immediately ran the skill. The speed increased sharply. A few flashes just caught up with them.


    "Still want to go!"


    The middle-aged woman snapped a smile, stretched out her palm, turned her vitality into long black snakes, and rushed towards them.


    This woman is the cultivation of Lianyuan territory. When she shows it, it is very terrible. Long snakes roar and tear open the air and bite Luo Zheng.


    "Boss, run, I''ll stop them!"


    Wang Nian secretly smiled and threw Luo Zheng out, and then focused his energy on the hundred mountain flag.


    At the same time, the hundred mountain flag also rose, reaching a full length of 30 feet. The flag sounded in the wind to block the long black snake.


    Luo Zheng fell into the dense forests of the mountains and fled quickly.


    "What a powerful treasure. This flag is mine!"


    "No matter how good a treasure is, it is not as valuable as the ancient art of refining. Are you afraid there is no treasure with the art of refining? Maybe even immortal tools can be refined."


    When they saw that Luo Zheng and Wang Nian were separated, most people did not care about Wang Nian at all. They bypassed and chased Luo Zheng.


    However, there are also three strong men who want to kill and seize treasure against Baishan banner and continue to kill the past towards the year of the king.


    The three strong men, together with the former middle-aged woman, immediately surrounded the fat man.


    "Little fat brother, give the treasure to my sister quickly, or don''t blame me for being tough!"


    The middle-aged woman stared at Wang Nian, murderous and threatened.


    However, Wang Nian didn''t take it seriously. He sneered and said, "you have a thick face. The powder on this aunt''s face is so thick. It''s not 60 or 70 this year. Take it for granted, sister?"


    "Ha ha, Hua Jiuniang, the little fat man has good eyesight. He can see your age at a glance!"


    The three strong men laughed loudly at his speech.


    These four are different forces belonging to Feiyun Dynasty. Although they have known each other for a long time, they will not be merciful to compete for the Baishan flag in the hands of the king''s year.


    "Dead fat man, die!"


    Hua Jiuniang was furious, full of vitality, turned into long snakes and went to the king''s year.


    Wang Nian looked away and saw others chasing Luo Zheng. After a while, there was no trace, and his face suddenly showed power.


    "You guys are so brave. Fat master doesn''t get angry. Of course you are a sick cat! Die for me!"


    Boom, boom!


    When the king shouted, his breath suddenly burst out like a flood.


    "Dead fat people gather in Yuanjing! You hide your accomplishments!"


    Several people were shocked and felt bad.