"Have you left?"

Zhan Wuque's eyes turned cold, and he bounced his fingers, and the streaming light immediately chased the half-step Wu Emperor and the young man in a gorgeous clothes.

He himself flashed and fell in front of Qingyan who was fleeing.

With one punch, Qingyan died!

"Yan'er"!

Qing Sanqian roared, raised his speed to the extreme, and rushed out of the city.

"Can you run away?"

Zhan Wuque's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, the five small meridians were storming wildly in his body, his calf bent slightly, and he stepped hard on the ground, and his whole body was shot out like an arrow from the string!

Qing Sanqian was galloping in the air, looking at the city gate looming in the distance, unable to help but growl, "Little beast, I must avenge today's grudge."

At this moment, a strong sound of breaking through the air came from behind.
Chapter completed!