At this time, the black-faced man was speechless when he felt Fang Yang's shamelessness.

Especially the other party's look of what you can do, it makes the black-faced man want to vomit blood. But the black-faced man really can't help what to do with Fang Yang...... At this time, the defense of the shield on Fang Yang's body was not something he could break at all.

"Boy...... I don't believe that the energy of your shield is unlimited, aren't you willing to consume it, okay, I'll consume it with you!" Glancing at Fang Yang coldly, the black-faced man said fiercely, and after finishing speaking, he also sat down, looking like he was going to fight Fang Yang to the end.

However, the next second...... The black-faced man was speechless.

"You stinky idiot, who's going to spend it with both of you. A faint word floated between this heaven and earth, Fang Yang didn't know when he had stood up, and then before the black-faced man could react, his body came to the young man's corpse, and he resisted the corpse and put it on his shoulder.

"What are you doing with his corpse?" Looking at Fang Yang's movements, the black-faced man also stood up and asked with a puzzled expression.

Fang Yang ignored the black-faced man, and after carrying the corpse, he rushed forward and jumped onto the horse with a slight jump.

See this...... The black-faced man was stunned, and then hurriedly ran to Fang Yang: "Boy, what are you doing?"

"You stinky idiot, I said it all, whoever consumes it with the two of you, I'll go forward, and if you have the guts, you will chase you to Shangyang Palace. Fang Yang said lightly.

"You're ......!" a twinkle flashed in the black-faced man's eyes, he didn't expect things to be like this.

Just when the black-faced man was stunned, the next thing that made him even more desperate happened, only to see Fang Yang straddle the horse's back, his body moved slightly, and the layer of five-colored shield draped on him began to dilute, and soon a layer was also covered on the horse.

"Drive!" Fang Yang shouted, the horse's fart was forced, and he immediately galloped forward, although Fang Yang's equestrian skills were average, but they were okay, and he easily bypassed the black-faced man.

It was only at this time that the black-faced man recovered from his astonishment, and scolded like a shrew: "Boy, you stop me!"

After saying that, the man in black immediately chased after him, and the speed of the peak cultivator of the Ling Wu Realm didn't know how many times faster than the horse, but it was just ...... Then the man in black was speechless......

At this time, the horse was also shrouded in Fang Yang's shield, no matter how he bombarded, Fang Yang's horse did not move at all, and this shield seemed to have a magical effect, his own Xuan Qi or strength could not produce a concussive force to penetrate into the shield, that is to say, no matter how much strength he used, he would not hurt Fang Yang and the horse at all......

Even...... The horse saw that he was always attacking it, and then he couldn't shake it in the slightest, and he became bolder, first kicking himself with the horse's hooves, and finally letting out a stinky fart!

At this moment, the man in black only felt that the whole world was dark.

What should I do in this case, I can't hurt the other party in the slightest anyway, at most I can only block the speed of the other party's action, and the other party can easily bypass myself and continue to gallop with the horse, although my speed is many times faster than that horse, but the horse galloping is just a consumption of the body, but what I consume is Xuan Qi!

All of a sudden...... The man in black had no idea what to do.

Fang Yang didn't care about that, he just controlled the horse and kept running in the direction of Shangyang Palace, Fang Yang's meaning was obvious, if you have the ability, you will chase after Shangyang Palace.

Fang Yang knew that even if the assignor behind the other party might be Song Ling, the other party would never dare to let this black-faced person blatantly do it to himself in Shangyang Palace, so Fang Yang could be described as a good one along the way......

"What the hell is going to do about it. The black-faced man was also out of luck at this time, he just followed Fang Yang closely, firmly adhering to the principle that he couldn't let Fang Yang go, but he couldn't shake Fang Yang in the slightest, just like a fart worm, he kept following Fang Yang's back, the black-faced man felt very depressed, especially pushing the delay of time, the distance from Shangyang Palace had been shortened a little, if it continued like this, he would probably arrive at Shangyang Palace in the middle of the night.

As soon as he thought of this, the black-faced man immediately picked up the Spirit Signal Stone.

At the same time, Fang Yang had also been paying attention to this black-faced man, when he saw the black-faced man pick up the Spirit Signal Stone, a glint flashed in Fang Yang's eyes, Fang Yang knew that this was the black-faced man who was sending a message to the person above him.

"Okay, you Song Ling, I originally had some doubts about you, but now, hum!" glanced at the black-faced man coldly, withdrew his gaze, and Fang Yang said coldly in his heart.

I only told Song Ling about leaving Shangyang Palace alone, and when I went down the mountain, I deliberately chose a no-man's path to go down the mountain, and now there are people here to intercept me, so it can only be instructed by Song Ling!

Although Fang Yang took his gaze back, in fact, Fang Yang had been looking at the black-faced man with his spare eyes, and soon Fang Yang found that the black-faced man had already taken back the Spirit Signal Stone, and there was a hesitation on his face, as if he was thinking about whether to leave......

Seeing this, Fang Yang couldn't help but sneer: "What's the matter, follow the fart, do you really want to follow me to Shangyang Palace?"

Listening to Fang Yang's words, a fierce color flashed on the black-faced man's face, he took a deep look at Fang Yang, and finally roared as if he was angry: "Boy, you are ruthless!

After saying that, the black-faced man stopped and turned around, as if to leave.

Seeing that this black-faced man was leaving, Fang Yang's heart couldn't help but relax a lot, his own Wuxuan Linglong was able to withstand the full force of the peak monk of the Condensation Period because he had stored a certain amount of energy in it, this black-faced man was the peak master of the Ling Wu Realm, his full force blow could not cause any damage to this Wuxuan Linglong, but it would reduce a small part of the energy, especially if he turned on the Wuxuan Linglong for such a long time, he would continue to consume the energy of the Wuxuan Linglong, although it was not too much, but at this time, Fang Yang attached great importance to the Wuxuan Linglong, the more he consumed, the more distressed Fang Yang became。

Seeing that this black-faced man had the intention of leaving, Fang Yang's heart also fell, but at the same time, Fang Yang secretly said in his heart: "It seems that this Song Ling has to kill me...... ”

After finishing speaking, Fang Yang frowned: "However, I really can't guess why this Song Ling wants to kill me so much, I have no grudge with him in the long days and no enmity in the near future, and he was very good to me when I was in the sect...... ”

"Forget it, I don't want that. Shaking his head, a fierce color flashed in Fang Yang's eyes: "Since you want to kill me, then I can't keep him!"

But thinking of this, a trace of bitterness flashed on Fang Yang's face, then Song Ling's strength was not comparable to himself, and it was impossible for him to deal with Song Ling head-on.

But seeing that Song Ling's heart was so strong that he wanted to kill himself, Fang Yang also began to consider, should he go back to Shangyang Palace? Although Shangyang Palace was heavily guarded, Song Ling would not be too easy to start, but in terms of Song Ling's cultivation, if he really wanted his own life with an iron heart, it would be the same even in Shangyang Palace......

However, after thinking about it, Fang Yang decided to go back to Shangyang Palace first to have a look.

You must know that at this time, Fang Yang has already been newly incorporated into Shangyang Palace, and he is already a disciple of Shangyang Palace, if a disciple of the Protector Sect leaves the sect for no reason, he will be punished for the crime of desertion, and he will also be on the list of dragons and snakes at that time.

"Since the bow is opened, there is no turning back, go back first, I want to see who can play to death in the end!" A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and Fang Yang said coldly.

"Huh?"

However, at this moment, a surprised voice suddenly came from behind Fang Yang, and the black-faced man who was already about to leave suddenly stopped moving.

The other party didn't leave completely, Fang Yang's eyes kept locking on the other party, seeing that the other party didn't move, Fang Yang's heart couldn't help but move.

"Who is it?"

A cold voice rolled out of the black-faced man's throat, and the black-faced man's face was a little grim.

Seeing this, a look of doubt flashed on Fang Yang's face, what is this black-faced man called?

However, what kind of person Fang Yang was, Fang Yang's soul power was much stronger than his realm, even if it was compared to this black-faced man, it was only a little worse, and soon Fang Yang also felt that something was wrong.

With a sweep of his eyes, Fang Yang looked at it like a piece of grass in the distance, closed his eyes and quietly felt the rhythm of the wind between heaven and earth......

"Someone!" Fang Yang immediately opened his eyes, and as far as he could see, there was a dense grass bush in the distance, and the grass was turbulent in the wind at this time, but Fang Yang could clearly feel that the turbulent rhythm of a piece of grass was different from the turbulent rhythm of the rest of the grass!

"Come out!" the black-faced man snorted coldly.

"If you don't want to die, just get out of here!" A cold cheer came from afar, and this voice contained a strong soul power, like a muffled thunder exploding in the sky.

Contemplation Monk!

The voice can drive the soul coercion, the sign of the monk of the concentrating period!

With a voice, the black-faced man's legs were weak, standing in place and trembling, his face was also a little ugly: "The juniors don't know that the seniors are cultivating here, I'm bothered, goodbye!"

After saying that, the black-faced man immediately ran into the distance, and the speed of the black-clothed man could be described as fast as he wanted, as if he was fleeing for his life.

Suddenly, under the huge sky, only Fang Yang was left sitting on his horse and looking at the grass in the distance, with a hesitant look on his face.

"I don't want to die...... Just get out of here!"

As if he felt that Fang Yang hadn't left yet, another angry shout exploded under the sky, with a vast soul coercion in his voice. Z