The roar gradually subsided, and the dust that was thick, covering a small area, slowly descended from mid-air after a long while. Finally, this area covered by dust began to appear clearly in Fang Yi's sight again.

Seeing this, his body relaxed, and Fang Yi fell to the ground. Looking at the place where only a small piece was still covered by dust, Fang Yi loosened his highly tense nerves and began to gasp for breath.

"Smack, smack, smack".

It was as if something was shattering, and all of a sudden, strange noise, very sudden, sounded in the silence of the forest.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem".

As if to echo the sound, a cough, followed by the cracking sound, came from the small area covered in dust.

His face changed suddenly, and Fang Yi's nerves became tense again.

Quickly taking out the Water Blue Spirit Sword from the storage bag, Fang Yi's eyes were firmly fixed on the small piece of the area that was still shrouded in dust.

A breeze blew through Fang Yi's tense and angular face. Blowing more, it was still a small patch of deaf dust in the dust.

"Ahem".

With this cough that sounded again, the area shrouded in dust finally appeared clearly in Fang Yi's eyes.

I saw that centered on the place where the sword fell, a large pit with a scorched black diameter of one zhang appeared there. And in the big pit, a person with a pale face holding a jade tube. Trembling, standing in a shrouded shroud.

"Smack".

It couldn't take it anymore, and the moment the dust cleared, the last cracking sound sounded. In this clear sound, the jade cylinder and the shield full of cracks shattered.

Seeing this clearly, Fang Yi's face was extremely ugly.

Unexpectedly, he worked hard to design all this. In the end, this damn "jade tube" did appear.

It contains one-third of the aura of the foundation building monks, and is known as the magic weapon of absolute defense under the foundation.

"Huh".

Draw your sword and strike it, with endless unwillingness. The water blue spirit sword in Fang Yi's hand, glowing with Dao blue fire, pierced through the space and stabbed straight towards Zhao Yin.

Suddenly woke up and looked at the spirit sword that Fang Yi stabbed. In an instant, the horror on Zhao Yin's face completely turned into anger.

"Ahh

A roar of rage came from his mouth. Zhao Yin, whose eyes were red, lifted the spirit sword in his hand and slashed towards Fang Yi.

It's humiliating. He is a sixth-level Qi refining cultivator, and in the face of a third-level Qi refining monk, he hasn't taken it down for so long. was forced to be so embarrassed again and again.

This time, he almost died at the hands of this inconspicuous waste. And just now, if there was no defensive jade cylinder that his maternal uncle sacrificed for him. Needless to say, he must have died here at this moment.

"Bang bang bang, bang".

The spirit sword was handed over, and the fiery red fireworks and invisible air blades were constantly alternating in mid-air.

The battle was fierce. But the gap in cultivation is unavoidable after all. After a short confrontation, Fang Yi immediately fell to the upper hand.

Although every blow is sacrificed to fight, every move is regarded as death. But even so, his situation is still very bad.

Looking at Zhao Yin with hatred, Fang Yi's heart was full of bitterness. Could it be that God is going to kill him, such a must-kill situation, but in the end, there is still a change.

He is unwilling, if there is a chance. In order to take revenge, he would rather die with Zhao Yin. But now, Zhao Yin has all the advantages, how can he find this opportunity ..........

"No, there are still ...... opportunities like this."

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Fang Yi's mind. I couldn't help but think of a plan.

"Huh".

endured the pain of Zhao Yin's blow, and changed his style of play vowing to die together. Fang Yi's body turned around and ran directly towards the rear.

"Knock, knock, knock".

Seeing that Fang Yi was about to escape, Zhao Yin, who was full of resentment, was unwilling. Directly the body rose and quickly chased along Fang Yi's direction.

One after another, the blades of qi slashed into the wind, cutting through his clothes and his skin, leaving blood marks on his body. Regardless of the pain on his body, Fang Yi identified a direction and fled straight to that place .......

The blood was bleeding nonstop, and his body was stained red with blood. Fang Yi, who had fled in front, was pale and breathing rapidly in this massive amount of blood loss.

Although I have identified a certain place in the forest, it is not a way to go on like this. If this continues, before he gets there, he will probably be halfway from the growing wounds.

As he continued to run forward, he reached into the storage bag on his body. Fang Yi wanted to find something useful from it. Such as the medicine to stop bleeding, or the treasure ...... that can slightly block Zhao Yin.

One by one, things that were not needed in this situation kept passing through Fang Yi's hands. Sensing this, the scorched color on Fang Yi's face became even thicker.

Suddenly, I felt a pile of randomly stacked papers in the corner of the storage bag. Fang Yi's face couldn't help but show a hint of weirdness.

Thinking about the situation in front of him, Fang Yi no longer hesitated. Now I can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

The light flashed, and in Fang Yi's hand, a stack of broken spirit runes appeared.

Seeing this, even Zhao Yin, who was chasing after him, was stunned.

Broken runes?

As we all know, when a spirit rune is broken, it will be completely discarded and can no longer be used. But now, with this in Fang Yi's hands, what is this for?

"Boom".

A broken spirit rune was scorched by the black fire that flashed in Fang Yi's hand. It was very sudden, and suddenly turned into a ball of fire, attacking Zhao Yin.

Seeing this, Zhao Yin's doubts turned into anger in the oncoming fireball. The body that was in a hurry was even more blocked.

Seeing this, Fang Yi, who was holding it and trying it, was also surprised. I didn't expect this broken spirit rune to really work.

The next moment, no more. The black flame in Fang Yi's hand shone brightly, and the broken spirit runes kept turning into fireballs, wind knives, and earth thorns, ...... towards Zhao Yin.

Seeing this, Zhao Yin's anger was even worse. Almost a few more breaths of effort, he was able to catch up with Shang Yi and kill Fang Yi. Unexpectedly, this kind of strange thing has happened again.

The spirit rune that had been completely abolished could still be used in Fang Yi's hands.

Although, this level of spirit runes couldn't really hurt him. But with such a large amount, he also had to spend some energy to deal with it.

One after the other, the two kept walking through the forest. And whenever Zhao Yin was about to catch up with Shang Yi, without the slightest hesitation, Fang Yi threw his backhand. The broken spirit runes turned into spiritual magic in the black flames and headed towards Zhao Yin.

The kung fu of a cup of tea passed quickly, and in the constant chase, Zhao Yin hated Fang Yi so much. Fang Yi's behavior is simply playing tricks on him.

In the distance, a river appeared ahead. Seeing this, Fang Yi's eyes flashed. Throwing so many broken spirit talismans at Zhao Yin, he finally came here.

The body suddenly stopped, without the slightest warning. The next moment, in Zhao Yin's incomprehensible gaze. The spirit rune ignited by the black fire in Fang Yi's hand changed direction and did not go towards him.

It's quirky and fast. Towards the calm and quiet, there is no strange river thrown ..........