Huh?"

Fang Yangxi moved his nose twice, and suddenly smelled a strange smell.

Since his genetic potential broke through to more than 70%, the nuclear factor level has transformed into an A-class, various human treasures have gradually been opened, and his senses have become extremely active and sharp.

This is a fishy smell from the riding beast, and it is also a war horse, with an indissible evil aura.

Fang Yang quietly activated the energy sensor, if this was a fierce beast that he encountered on the road, then it would definitely not stay in the nearby space for too long, and the residual energy would not be too much.

"Drip ......"

The bright red eye-catching data suddenly appeared, exceeding the threshold of vigilance.

Sure enough, as Fang Yang expected, this fierce beast was by no means a chance encounter, and it hovered around them for a short time.

"Someone! Someone is following us!"

Fang Yang suddenly interrupted Geng Li, who was instructing and explaining.

"Huh?"

The five disciples were all taken aback, Geng Li's face changed, and he stood up suddenly, and a pair of tiger eye rune imprints appeared, lightning thunderbolts, and he scanned the surroundings with a fierce momentum.

At first, he thought that Fang Yang was too careful, but the unfolding pupil technique really made him discover something unusual.

Figures looming in the thick clouds, as well as the sound of powerful wings flapping, is slight, but the air currents make it easier to spot.

Looks like there's someone around! And they've probably been watching for a long time.

Geng's head sank and he was thinking. He had been preaching and explaining just now, and he hadn't paid attention to it, but fortunately, Fang Yang found this.

"Come out, I've found you, no need to hide!"

Geng Li let out a loud shout, and his eyes shot out two rays of light, splitting the hidden clouds.

A huge blood-colored gourd appeared in front of everyone.

There are several young men and women standing on the gourd of the blood-colored gourd, the male is handsome and unparalleled, and the female is charming, but they all have a little evil spirit, and there is an old woman sitting on the gourd's mouth.

At this time, a young woman giggled, "Qin Chen, you really got it right." ”

As he spoke, these young men and women looked at Fang Yang and his party unscrupulously.

Especially the old woman, her eyes were cloudy, and her old face was furrows and ravines, looking like an old man in her last years, but the pressure in her eyes was like frozen air, layer by layer, constantly accumulating on everyone, making everyone feel like needles and needles.

Liao Changkong, Jiang Ran and the others were like facing a great enemy, and Sun Qiuhai even pulled out his long sword, looking a little nervous.

That blood-colored gourd is famous in Zhongzhou, and it is clearly the treasure of the Red Lian Sect, the Red Lian Sect is a demon gate, and the evil spirit is monstrous, and if you don't agree with each other, you will kill people and refine blood.

"唳~......"

With a wail, a fierce beast with feathers half submerged into the mouth of the gourd, and was struggling in pain, letting out a weak moan.

Fang Yang's heart was clear, no wonder he smelled a fishy smell, it turned out to be the blood of this fierce beast being devoured.

This sect actually directly refines raw birds, it's too bloody.

Geng Li's whole person was in a tense state, he looked up at the old woman, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know what happened to my predecessors?"

Although they belong to the same human race, the Chilian Sect is a demon sect after all, and these demon sects are fond of killing, violent and fickle by nature.

And it seems that this old woman's strength is far superior to him, and it seems that she has stepped into the threshold of refining the void realm with one foot, which gives Geng Li great pressure.

If this old witch suddenly attacked, it would be difficult for him to resist, and at this time, he was already out of the range of Yunmiao Peak, without the support of the sect, in the long sky and clouds, there were few people, and when the time came, they would be killed, and no one would come to collect the corpses in the wilderness.

The old woman opened her eyes and said compassionately: "Pass by, take a look." ”

At this time, a handsome man with pointed ears on the gourd was condescending, with a questioning tone, "Hey, that kid, how did you find me? Do you know that you made me lose a magic weapon of harmony?"

The kid?

The five people of Yun Miao Peak all turned their eyes to Fang Yang, in fact, it was only him, he still looked a little immature, although his figure had begun to grow tall and strong, but there was only a layer of cyan stubble on his beard.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Fang Yang was speechless in his heart, does he look very small?

It's an eighteen-year-old boy anyway, and his demeanor is unparalleled.

Of course, Fang Yang did look a little more immature than the other senior brothers, especially the senior brothers of the same age.

Fang Yang didn't want to explain the reason for this, because it was related to the treasure of human potential.

Fang Yang's body has opened the two human treasures of innate natural essence and genetic potential, the vitality has been excavated to the extreme, the cells are highly active and differentiated, and they can be in a state of youth and vitality for a long time, that is to say, Fang Yang's aging speed will be greatly slowed down, at least one step slower than Yun Miaofeng's junior brothers.

This is also the reason why Fang Yang still looks so young and immature, and why Huang Ying calls him a junior brother, and deliberately adds the word "small".

Although in the cultivation world, the younger the bone age, the more it represents a person's amazing talent, Fang Yang still doesn't like to be seen as a child.

Fang Yang was unhappy in his heart, and he disdained the question of the handsome young man with pointed ears.

Even if Sun Qiuhai secretly whispered next to him, this was an elven clan, much more powerful than ordinary human cultivators, but Fang Yang didn't buy his account.

"Hey, kid, didn't you hear what I said?"

Seeing that Fang Yang was indifferent and didn't take it seriously at all, the sharp-eared young man's face suddenly became a little unbearable, and his face became gloomy.

Fang Yang pinned his hands behind his head and gave him an extremely caring look, but he didn't speak.

Jiang Ran and the others looked at the sharp-eared young man whose face was getting more and more ugly, and the few people with bad intentions from the Chi Lian Sect, and became more and more nervous.

Huang Ying also secretly pulled the corner of Fang Yang's clothes and gave him a look, asking him not to be so tough.

The powerhouses of the two major sects were silent about this, especially Geng Li, who had been vigilant against the old woman of the Chilian Sect.

On the blood-colored gourd, a handsome man wearing a black cloak and a flaming eyebrow on his eyebrows smiled, "Qingyu, it seems that your face is a little unsightly." ”

"Humph!"

The sharp-eared man named Qing Yu snorted coldly, and with a flick of his fingers, an imperceptible blood-colored arrow suddenly burst out, piercing through the floating clouds in the sky, carrying a strong breath of death, which came in an instant.

The next moment, the cold and cold arrow was aimed at Fang Yang's neck.

Huang Ying, Jiang Ran and the others changed color one after another, this blood arrow was too fast, and they didn't react at all.

It seemed that the next moment was about to see the miserable scene of Fang Yang's neck being pierced and blood splattering.

"Be careful!"

Liao Changkong shouted violently, a big hand reached out, and the red lotus burst out of the flames, spewing out a dazzling divine light, grabbing the blood arrow, wanting to cut it off.

But he didn't expect Fang Yang to move faster than him, his eyes were clear, everything in front of him became so slow, and two slender fingers pinched forward, pinching the blood arrow with unmistakable accuracy.

Then the two fingers exerted a slight force, and the blood arrow cracked inch by inch, spilling into wisps of blood and qi floating in the sky.