"Alas".

With a sigh, Fang Yi turned around. I didn't expect him to be so cautious and still be discovered.

"You're friendly, I just happened to pass through here. I don't know anything about this. If all the Taoist friends think I'm an eyesore here, I'll leave. With his hands slightly clenched into fists, Fang Yi spoke.

Everything in front of him, there is nothing worth his hand for. The spiritual root that sounds mysterious, but actually can't exist, is not explained. Although there were a lot of spirit stones on offer, he didn't want to fight for them. Besides, even if he could fight, he couldn't bear to do it in the face of the tragic fate of the scribes.

"Hehe, passing by, do you want to reveal the fact that you are lurking here and want to sneak attack?" Looking at Fang Yi, Qian Er next to Dahan said coldly.

"And what do you want?" Hearing this, Fang Yi frowned. The tone couldn't help but be cold.

To be honest, he was lurking here before, and he really wanted to make a move. But even so, since he was ready to leave. Do these people still want to use this as an excuse to make him pay something?

And what this group of people did was not a good thing. The mountains and forests are so big, do they have to avoid them here?

"What do you want?"

Carefully swept over Fang Yi's body, Qian Er continued to speak: "Hmph, I've been watching it for so long. If you don't come up with something to support your sin, then don't try to get out of this forest alive."

"Something? What do you want? Fang Yi held back the anger in his heart and looked at the Qian Erdao.

Of course, he never thought of taking out something to make this so-called reparation. When he said this, he just wanted to see how far these people could go.

"Hehe, of course it's all the things in your storage bag, plus the things on your body, the things that the uncle looks at." Hearing Fang Yi's words, Qian Er thought that Fang Yi had softened, and couldn't help but speak proudly.

"What if I won't?" As he spoke, a killing intent rose from Fang Yi's body.

He had long seen these people as unpleasant, and although he didn't want to cause trouble, but now, they were forcing each other like this.

Speaking of which, it is really impossible to treat him as a sick cat!

"Don't pay?" Hearing Fang Yi's words, the big man spoke with anger.

"Then leave me your little life and all your things." Looking at the young man in front of him who had only cultivated to the fourth level of qi refining and his body was slightly thin, the big man opened his mouth viciously.

"Hehe, you really think of yourself, can you run rampant in the cultivation realm? In that case, let's fight. With the spiritual weapons in your hands, let me see if you can really do this. With a murderous look on his face, Fang Yi said coldly.

Since words are useless, what needs to be said. Just let these people see how hard he is to mess with.

"Wow".

The person standing next to the big man struck first, and the yellow spirit sword light bloomed. In an instant, with the spirit sword in his hand, piles of sand and dirt on the ground rose into the air, turning into thorns and separating him from left to right.

The heat wave on his body was released, and silently, a small sea of fire rose around Fang Yi's body. The blue spirit sword, the moment he took it out, turned from blue to red, and directly turned into a fire sword.

"Bang".

At the moment when the sea of fire around Fang Yi was formed, the person holding the yellow sword just rushed in front of him.

"Smack".

"Huh".

A shattering sound, a stabbing sound. Without the slightest fancy, the spirit sword in Fang Yi's hand slashed inward, cutting open the spirit sword in the monk's hand. At the same time, his wrist was retracted and stabbed, and under the monk's incredulous gaze, the spirit sword in Fang Yi's hand had pierced his chest.

Looking at the sword piercing his chest in horror, the monk who struck first, blood flowed from his mouth, and the vitality on his face receded little by little. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't speak.

Originally, he looked at Fang Yi as young. He thought that Fang Yi had just reached the fourth level of refining, and his cultivation was unstable. I want to kill Fang Yi first and make meritorious contributions, so that I can get a little more when dividing Fang Yi's items.

However, the result was too unexpected for him. For such a young fourth-layer Qi refining cultivator, not to mention defeating him, a monk who had been immersed in the fourth-layer Qi refining for many years.

And it's so simple, it only took one trick to take his life.

Looking at the Yellow Sword Cultivator who was gradually losing his life, Fang Yi withdrew his spirit sword and nodded slightly. Before, with the help of the medium-grade spirit sword, with the cultivation of the third layer of qi refining, he was able to fight Zhao Yin of the sixth layer of qi refining to the death.

Although it has a large number of spirit runes and spirit stones in it. But it is enough to show that his combat power is amazing.

Now, not to mention. He advanced to the fourth layer of qi refining, and it was no problem to duel the fifth layer of qi refining, even if it was the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining. Faintly, he felt that he could fight them.

"You, you ......". Seeing Fang Yi's move, killing the monk with the yellow spirit sword, the Han people were terrified.

Gritting his teeth, the big man looked at it, and it represented the scribe who offered a reward. With a decisive face, he said: "Shang, for the sake of the spirit stone, everyone will go up together, I don't believe that so many of us can't kill him!" ”

A crowd rushed.

"Huh".

Seeing them rushing towards him, Fang Yi did not hesitate in the slightest. As soon as the Water Blue Spirit Sword was collected, the medium-grade spirit sword that was placed in the storage bag appeared in his hand.

Although until now, it still can't use the fiery red spirit sword with real ease.

However, without using the fiery red spirit sword to cast powerful spells. It is still possible to slash and slash with the fiery red spirit sword.

Moreover, with the combat power of this group of people. It was enough for him to slash and slash with the fiery red spirit sword.

"Snort". Seeing the sword in Fang Yi's hand, the eyes of the few people who rushed over suddenly widened.

"Medium-grade spiritual weapons, how is it possible, how is it possible, you actually have medium-grade spiritual weapons. But even if there is, you ....... Speaking of this, Dahan relaxed slightly.

"Smack".

"Huh".

Dahan's words did not completely fall, and in his stunned gaze, Fang Yi held the fiery red spirit sword and slashed horizontally.

With a cracking sound, there was a person next to the big man, and the spiritual weapon in his hand shattered. And his strength, between this move, was cut out of a bloody mark.

"Woohoo".

The person who was slashed in the neck by Fang Yi threw away the spirit sword in his hand. His hands were tightly covered with the bloody wound, and his mouth was whining, but he couldn't make a sound.

"What, what's going on?" Looking at Fang Yi in complete disbelief, Dahan muttered in complete shock.

It's incredible, isn't it? What did he see? He actually saw a fourth-level Qi refining cultivator, who was using a medium-grade spiritual weapon that was difficult to use even in the sixth layer of Qi refining.

"Huh".

After killing an enemy with one move, Fang Yi's movements did not stop, and his body turned. The spirit sword in his hand waved, blocking those spirit knives and spirit swords that were about to fall on him.

The spirit sword sword flashed with fire. A bright red flower of flame flew out from above. Accurately and quickly landed on the monk who held the purple dagger and surrounded him, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack......