In the wilderness of Yunling, several monsters were gnawing at a few cold corpses, with blood and a strong smell of blood spreading in the wilderness.

Five figures flashed in the wilderness jungle and came here soon. They killed the monsters that were eating corpses in a few seconds.

"It's Hu Lin, Jiang Boling and others from the Tornado Team. Judging from this, they were all killed by one move, and they were killed by masters with guns. It's him, so he can't be wrong."

Fang Renkui carefully inspected the scene. Although the monsters were messed up a lot, many things could still be seen very intuitively.

"It seems that Wang Ying's strength has reached the first-class warrior level. After the last Monkey Mountain, both Yu Qingquan and Shi Yucheng have broken through to the innate realm. Brother Dalixiong is also very close to the innate realm. The gains must be great. It is not surprising that Wang Ying broke through to the first-class warrior level."

Luo Hao frowned. The Luo family had collected a lot of information about Wang Ying, knowing that Wang Ying had already entered the ranks of first-class warriors before the Monkey Mountain incident.

When I thought of this, Luo Hao's handsome face became even more distorted. "If we had obtained the treasure of Monkey Mountain last time, I should be able to break through to the innate realm now."

"Even if he breaks through to the innate warrior and offends our Wang family, he will die~"

Wang Yuanshan's face was ferocious. When he thought of his brother's death, he wanted to peel Wang Ying's cramps and skin.

Luo Hao, who was on the side, showed a look of no slight slouching. He was a martial arts family, and his Luo family was even stronger than the Wang family, but now he had to face his bad face. There was no way. The last time he took his younger brother out of Monkey Mountain, he couldn't escape his responsibility. This was also the fact that Fang Renkui, the master of the Luo family, once again brought Wang Yuanshan's revenge.

This time, Wang Yuanshan, Luo Hao, Fang Renkui, and Su Yu, a master of the Jidao Martial Arts Hall who went to Monkey Mountain last time, and Tao Tang, a top-notch martial artist who relies on the Wang family. Five people, each of them has nearly 100,000 kilograms of terrible power. They are very close to the innate warriors, and they will inevitably dismantle Wang Ying.

"There is news, he stopped 10 kilometers away from us."

"Chasing~"

The five people quickly left and continued to track down Wang Ying.

A few minutes later.

"Damn it~"

Wang Yuanwei cut a corpse in two pieces with a sword, his face looked ugly. There were also several cold corpses around him, one of which was the one who was responsible for stalking Wang Ying and providing Wang Ying's position for several people.

"He is establishing his authority~"

Su Yu from the Jidao Martial Arts Hall carefully checked and then said coldly that there were many people who wanted to kill Wang Ying. Even if Wang Ying killed four people from the Tornado Squad, there were still people who were not afraid of death following Wang Ying, hoping to find an opportunity to kill Wang Ying.

But now, all those who continued to follow Wang Ying were killed, and cold corpses were exposed to this wilderness. Almost every corpse was killed by one move, enough to shock those who were not afraid of death.

"Hmph~ Bad guy, these people are usually very famous, but they can't even walk for a round in the hands of the other party."

Wang Yuanwei kicked a corpse away with one kick. The dead people were all famous masters in the base city. Li Jin, the king's mace Wang Fuxian, the iron-cut silver hook Xie Zhiwen, and the Wang family sent over to follow the stalk of the first-class warriors, and all four of them were killed.

"We need to be more careful later. This Wang Ying is very powerful~"

A light flashed in Fang Renkui's eyes and said to Luo Hao beside him. His strength was the strongest among the five. This time he came to kill Wang Ying because of the last Monkey Mountain incident, and also for the bounty of the Wang family to exchange for resources to advance to the innate realm.

However, he has become much more careful now. Luo Hao is the third person in the Luo family who is most expected to enter the innate realm. He cannot die in this wilderness, otherwise even if he enters the innate realm, Luo Yao and Luo Tong of the Luo family would not let him go.

"Yeah~"

Luo Hao nodded solemnly. Although he was arrogant, he was not a person without a brain. Wang Ying could easily kill so many masters among the first-class warriors one after another. He was afraid that no one was present. Once he really fought, he would die at the hands of the other party if he was not careful.

"Continue to chase~"

Wang Yuanshan's triangular eyes flashed with cold light, and his face turned pale.

"He's gone here~"

Tao Tang was a very good at tracking person. He looked carefully at the traces on the surrounding plants and trees and quickly determined the direction of Wang Ying's escape. The five people continued to track like five gusts of wind.

In a wilderness in Yunling Town, Wang Ying waved the spears in his hand, and blood holes appeared on the heads of several A-strike monsters one by one, and they all fell to the ground. Wang Ying quickly collected the valuable materials on the monsters, and then hid on the big tree beside them.

"I want to see who dares to continue killing me. If I kill a few more people, I don't believe there are so many people who are not afraid of death."

Wang Ying looked in the direction he came and thought to himself.

Soon, a cold light flashed in Wang Ying's eyes, and a figure floated through the wilderness like a breeze. It was very fast, but it made no sound.

"It's him, the gambling king Cheng Yanming!"

"Even he is here."

Wang Ying suddenly recognized the person. When Wang Ying officially became a member of the martial arts club to test his strength, the gambling king Cheng Yanming used his strength to make a big profit and made a big profit. At that time, he was already a powerful first-class warrior, and his current strength was probably only one step away from the innate realm.

"Legendly, this gambling king Cheng Yanming is not just about gambling. His nickname is because he is a master of poison. In fact, he should be called the poison king."

Some information about gambling king Cheng Yanming suddenly appeared in Wang Ying's mind. He had heard people talk about this gambling king Cheng Yanming.

Cheng Yanming came to the place where Wang Ying had just hunted several monsters. He touched the monster's corpse with his hand and immediately knew that these monsters had been killed for a few minutes and their corpses were still hot.

Then he searched carefully around him, then looked at Sifang very vigilantly, then thought about it and smiled on his face and said, "Wang Ying, come out, I know you are around you."

"Even you don't have those 50 million points?"

Wang Ying's figure flashed and fell gently from the hidden tree, looking at Cheng Yanming with a sneer.

"There's no choice. I've lost a lot recently. I just need to borrow the head on your neck to use it."

Cheng Yanming smiled, then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body rushed towards Wang Ying like a gust of wind, and a short sword appeared in his hand.

Wang Ying's eyes widened, paying attention to Cheng Yanming's every move. There was a slight dust rising on his body, very light. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't notice it at all, let alone cooperate with his rapid attack.

"It seems that he is poisoning while attacking. You can't fight him here. Once you inhale a little poison, you will die."

Wang Ying turned around and ran away at a very fast speed. He said as he walked: "Gambling King, if you want my head, come and get it."

"What a pity, you are a genius. How long has it been since you have cultivated to this point and can kill several masters, but today you are dead."

The gambling king Cheng Yanming was very confident and his speed was much faster than Wang Ying, and he kept chasing Wang Ying.

"Why do you have to force each other? You and I have no grudges. There is no need to be a life or death, right?"

While running away, Wang Ying also looked back at the gambling king Cheng Yanming from time to time, but he was planning how to kill him. He must not fight him all the time, otherwise he would be poisoned silently by using poisonous means.

"Haha, 50 million points, I am missing some resources to impact the innate realm, as long as I'm sorry!"

The gambling king Cheng Yanming was very fast. When he was only a few meters away from Wang Ying, his speed suddenly surged and he suddenly caught up. A faint white dust on his body continued to spread towards Wang Ying.

"Spit-stinging technique~"

Wang Ying did not reply, and used his energy to seal his nose and mouth. The spear in his hand instinctively stabbed him with a spear. The shot made the gambling king Cheng Yanming stagnant. He quickly pushed away Wang Ying's spear with a quick sword. Wang Ying escaped quickly with the power of the collision.

"It really poisoned silently. There was also some powder where my spear and his dagger collided. It seemed that this poison would be effective if it touched the skin. I just don't know how he himself avoided being poisoned."

Wang Ying's eyes flashed with cold light, and the spear in his hand drifted across the dense and tall grass forest, rubbing off the poison powder on it.

"Do you just escape? No wonder you are like a mouse, so scared by the Wang family's bounty mission that he didn't dare to leave the base city for two months."

The gambling king Cheng Yanming saw that Wang Ying was not fighting with him at all, and left as soon as he touched him. The poison powder he had sprinkled around him had no effect at all. He turned his eyes around and immediately began to laugh at Wang Ying.

Wang Ying did not reply, for fear of inhaling poison powder, poison gas and other things, so he only ran away with a very fast frustration, shooting his eyes everywhere, looking for a suitable place, and preparing to kill Cheng Yanming with one shot.

Soon, Cheng Yanming chased after him again, and the short sword in his hand stabbed Wang Ying fiercely. At the same time, he quietly opened a bottle with his left hand, and a colorless and odorless gas began to spread.

"Spit-stinging technique~"

Wang Ying turned around suddenly. This time, the speed was many times faster than before. The spear in his hand flashed like a little cold light, instantly knocking Cheng Yanming's short sword away. Then, under the opponent's incredible eyes, a shot penetrated his head directly.

"Hmph~"

Wang Ying's figure flashed and hid far away.
Chapter completed!