Wang Han's back was directly sucked and his clothes were cracked and rolled down the hillside.

"Old mist! I'll throw Leilou!"

After rolling for a while, Wang Han turned over and ran wildly.

The crazy old Taoist's chest was covered with blood, and he seemed to be running in other directions, but he always kept a certain distance between Wang Han's fingers.

Wang Han’s most powerful thing is not to beat people but to fight against beating and run away from life.

Now he is at the peak of the Grand Master. Even if he is seriously injured, his speed of escaping is not as good as that of ordinary people.

The people behind fired twice from time to time, Wang Han raised his waist and suddenly fired one shot. Anyone who shoots, he will inevitably randomly shoot a lucky guest.

So even those people behind dare not chase them too far.

Half an hour later.

Wang Han had already escaped from the pursuit of those people and squatted on the edge of a stream with the crazy old Taoist.

The crazy old Taoist lay on the edge of the stream, raised a handful of water and took a sip of it.

ha!

The old Taoist sat down happily.

After glanced at Wang Han, his expression condensed after seeing the Qi pill on Wang Han's hand.

"Are you a contemporary martial god?"

Wang Han looked at the crazy old Taoist in confusion. When he saw the crazy old Taoist, he was not smart enough and he asked for money when he saw people.

Now it seems to be quite sober.

He nodded at the crazy old Taoist, "The King of Zhenlong Pavilion has been fierce, I have seen senior."

After hearing Wang Han’s name, the crazy old Taoist’s expression changed, “What’s your name?”

"Wang Han!"

"Which king is fierce?"

"The king of the royal family is brave and good at fighting."
Chapter completed!