"I'm not kidding you."

Xu Xiaoshou calmly looked at the group of trapped beast players behind Xiao Wanfeng who were instantly jealous.

 “You must be kidding me!”

Xiao Wanfeng managed to stand up, barely breathing, and the hand holding the saucer was trembling because of someone's shocking remarks.

 “I never entertain people.” Xu Xiaoshou only smiled back.

 “You have!” Xiao Wanfeng felt that the person standing in front of him had become a demon.

 “They are coming.”

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou changed the topic and pointed behind Xiao Wanfeng, indicating that he had no extra time to talk nonsense.

"Wow--"

Xiao Wanfeng let out a strange scream, and at the moment Xu Xiaoshou's voice just sounded, he exploded with energy, flipped in the air, and slightly avoided a sharp thorn protruding from the ground.

“Don’t spill the tea, I want to drink it.” Xu Xiaoshou pointed to what Xiao Wanfeng was holding in his hand.

 Immediately thought about it, took it with my hand, and brought the tea cup over, leaving only a saucer for Xiao Wanfeng.

He had a new insight into this guy's quick reaction, but he just smiled and watched Xiao Wanfeng hiding here and there under the catharsis of the colorful spiritual energy, unable to resist.

 Something...Xu Xiaoshou secretly praised it.

 Xiao Wanfeng's physical skills are indeed amazing.

What he used was not a spiritual skill at all, but it was as if his back had eyes, and his whole person seemed to have transformed into a soft sword again.

But this sword is a little weird.

 Other people's swords are trying to dig into the enemy's openings, trying to kill bloody flowers.

 Xiao Wanfeng's sword is to rush into the gap between the opponent's attacks, lest he miss any chance of survival.

 “Mr. Xu, where did I provoke you?”

 Xiao Wanfeng was hiding and crying, but he was afraid that the tears would blur his vision, so he held back his tears and didn't dare to burst into tears.

 At this time, he was no longer able to complain, and he couldn't even say any extra words.

What Xu Shao said is that the wind is gentle and the clouds are calm.

However, the group of people behind him were afraid that Mr. Xu would go back on his word, so they directly used powerful attacks to cover up the voice of the instigator.

All I can think about is exchanging my own head for money!

 Like what most people thought, Xiao Wanfeng did not think that Xu Shao really wanted to die by himself at first.

He thought that maybe this was the bad taste of a wealthy playboy. As long as he saw his embarrassed side, he might be able to show mercy and retract his previous words.

But while he was on the run, Xiao Wanfeng suddenly looked back and saw Xu Shao with his sword floating in the air, breathing heavily and drinking tea, and watching himself jumping left and right with relish.

 “You are so poisonous!” Xiao Wanfeng was really desperate.

 He realized that Mr. Xu was not joking, he really wanted to kill him!

 But why?

 It has only been less than a day since I joined the First Floor of Heaven, and I have never poisoned my tea.

 Master Xu, why do you treat his people like this?

 He clearly...

 He is obviously not jealous of Brother Xiao Xing!

 …

"die!"

 “Great Yuanlong Slash!”

 “Small wind and drizzle, gentle and shadowless!”

 “The Sword of Corus!”

"The ground thorns, the ground thorns, I thorn, I thorn, I thorn..."

　　One after another, crazy cries, corresponding to a series of magical skills with strange names.

Since Xiao Wanfeng was born, he has never had the courage to provoke an enemy of this magnitude.

 But now he swore that the group of people following him were definitely a nightmare.

 How dense is the population?

　　——Even some melee warriors who couldn’t squeeze into the first batch of pursuers began to learn to throw swords at people from a distance on the outside!

 “Crazy, crazy, crazy!”

Xiao Wanfeng clenched his teeth and wanted to spit the saucer into the faces of everyone behind him, but he didn't dare. It was Mr. Xu's thing and I heard it was expensive...

“Why am I so useless!” Xiao Wanfeng’s whole heart was about to melt into bitter water.

"The ground thorns, the ground thorns, I thorn, I thorn, I thorn..."

That damn fat guy is at it again.

 But the way forward is blocked by ice walls, storms, and thunder, making it impossible to get there.

 On both sides are human walls with swords in their hands, making them even more prominent.

With sadness in his heart, Xiao Wanfeng turned around and kicked his legs as if he was helped by a god. He lay on his back on the ground and twisted his way out from under the crotch of the people behind him.

“This is the way to survive!” Xiao Wanfeng saw it very clearly.

 Fantasy is beautiful.

 In fantasy, this is the only way to escape, but reality always changes rapidly.

Because one person was staggered by the crowd and bumped into another person's shoulder, that person's sword pierced the back of another person in front of him.

The stabbed person's steps faltered, and the two guys pushing forward on the side bumped into each other at the same time, and the sword and ax struck forward.

 The burly man in front was, after all, innate, and he was keenly aware of something bad. A short man actually discovered that a young man had slipped under his crotch?

"Snapped!"

 The man took action at the speed of light and pinched Xiao Wanfeng's foot.

The nerves at the ankle are actually not sensitive, but at this moment, the heat contained in the sweat on the opponent's hands is quickly transmitted to the brain with a very clear touch.

 The smell of death... Xiao Wanfeng froze. He realized that he had miscalculated and was caught.

 And at this time, with a huge reward for being caught, what does it mean? The answer is self-evident.

 Close your eyes heavily.

 Xiao Wanfeng really wanted to pull out the wooden sword on his back with his backhand.

What a coincidence, the wooden sword was pressed on the ground on the back.

There are many crotches above the head, and the sword is obvious and cannot be drawn out.

 Xiao Wanfeng finally gave up resistance.

How can he resist what he has been born with?

 “Master Xu, I curse you for bad things...”

　　咻!

Just when the power of the curse was about to be completed, a golden light point fell from the sky among the crowd.

 The next second.

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 There was a loud explosion.

 Xiao Wanfeng opened his eyes suddenly and saw the scene of people flying around like a goddess scattering flowers.

These guys were obviously extremely ferocious just a moment ago, but now under the explosion of that little golden light bead, even the protective spirit element was blasted to pieces, and blood, mixed with saliva, sprayed all over the sky.

 “Xu, Mr. Xu?”

Xiao Wanfeng looked up at the floating Xu Shao, completely unable to change the expression on his face, whether he was laughing or something else.

 Teng stood up, and the picture of the world turned upside down finally returned to normal.

Xiao Wanfeng, who was still frightened, finally looked at Xu Shao's body and the little golden light on his fingers.

Just now, he used this move to blast away a group of big men who were trying to pile up Arhats on top of him?

 “What is he going to do?”

At this moment, Xiao Wanfeng's mood was full of mixed feelings. He had no idea what Xu Shao was really thinking in his heart.

If he wants Xiao Wanfeng to die, why do he need to do it multiple times?

If you want to save Xiao Wanfeng, why bother with this big chase drama with a huge reward?
To be continued...