For the subtle changes that are taking place in the mountains, the alert dialect naturally senses a hint of strangeness. After understanding it, his face became a little solemn.

"Is it finally here?" Fang Yan looked up at the sky, and a sneer curled into the corner of his mouth. After more than half a month of practice, he has been walking smoothly and extremely proficient under his feet. With the strange speed of this set of exercises, he was confident that he was seventy percent sure that he would be able to escape from the hands of someone in the middle stage of the Soul Condensing Realm.

It's just that when he practiced Shadowy, he found that there was a fatal flaw in this set of exercises. It's too draining. The speed at which it consumed his vitality was a little bit, and his set of Nine Folds Destruction Fist was much more terrifying. He had only been practicing for two hours before he found that the vitality in his body had been exhausted at some point.

However, although Shadow Shadow is very draining, using it can at least more than double his combat power. It is indeed a rare set of peculiar exercises. Therefore, although Fang Yan was very depressed after learning about this situation, he could only comfort himself in this way.

Looking down at the space ring in his hand, Fang Yan thought about it slightly, took out a pill bottle from it, then took off the space ring and put it in his arms with the pill bottle. Now he must be fully prepared. If someone really blocks it and can't get out, it won't lose the space ring.

At this moment, in the direction of his right front, two young men with the early strength of the Soul Condensing Realm quickly ran over.

The two of them stopped when they were still more than ten zhang away from the dialect, and after looking at him, they asked tentatively, "Are you a dialect?" ”

Fang Yan glanced at the two of them, his feet moved, his figure was blurred for a while, and the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of them in the frightened eyes of the two. With a slight wave of his palm, a fist shadow with a hint of triple internal strength flipped out of his hand, and quickly fell on one of them with a whistling sound.

"Bang bang bang!"

With three muffled sounds, the man's body instantly flew upside down and fell heavily on the flat ground more than ten feet away. I struggled for a long time and didn't get up again.

"I'm a tongue, you're looking for me?" Ignoring the wailing young man in the distance, Fang Yan looked at the other young man in front of him expressionlessly.

"Gollum!"

Such a young man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looked down at the palm of Fang Yan's hand on his chest, and his face turned pale. His lips trembled several times, but he didn't dare to say a word.

They had heard that Fang Yan's strength was very strong before they came, but they never thought that he would be so strong, and the two of them didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"If you don't speak, I'll take you by default." Fang Yan said coldly, the palm attached to the other party's chest shook slightly, and the majestic vitality poured out, rushing into his body in the other party's shocked gaze, and then his body flew up like a fallen leaf.

"If you want to beat me up, you have to pay the price." Looking at the two people lying on the ground in the distance with cold sweat on their faces, Fang Yan sneered.

The two of them should spend the next few months in a nursing home. You know, the attack he just made was not merciless at all, and these two people are probably miserable now.

"Tongues, you...... You are indeed strong. You're alone, though. But almost everyone in this area is looking for you, and no matter how strong you are, you can't match the number of them. What's more, there are still many people who belong to the second layer area who have entered this area, and once they find you, your fate is probably the same as we are now. They won't stop if they don't catch you, after all, what you have on you is too tempting. One of the young men said as he looked at Fang Yan with a complicated expression.

"Thank you for informing me." Fang Yan glanced at the two of them, and an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "The game has just begun, and it's not sure who will have the last laugh."

After saying that, he looked around, picked a direction and walked away quickly, without even stepping forward to loot the money on the two people. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he finds that these people have very few yuan stones. Basically, there were only thirty or forty low-grade Yuan Stones. After a few searches, he completely lost interest.

He has not forgotten the purpose of his entry into this mountain range. He didn't come here to make a fortune. At this time, he has no interest in looting money, and he needs to make an example of him. He needs to deter those who are ready to move. He needs to let everyone know that there is a terrible price to pay for provoking him.

As the young man said, no matter how strong he is, he can't match the number of them. If everyone comes and gets a kick, there are tens of thousands of people in this mountain range, and sooner or later he will be dragged down by these people.

Therefore, in the following time, dialects frequently haunted the various mountains, and let go of their hands and feet. Began to carry out a major purge of some people of the same rank in the vicinity. Each time it was a quick one, and his opponents all ended up with serious injuries. There are even some powerful characters among them.

I don't know if it's because of his good luck or because there are too few mid-stage disciples in this area, five or six days have passed, and he hasn't met a single disciple who has already entered the middle stage.

And in the past five or six days, the number of people injured in his hands has reached a terrifying number of nearly 1,000.

The news quickly spread through the mountains, and everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it when they heard the news.

However, when they saw the disciples in the sect continuously carrying away batches of seriously injured disciples from the mountain range, they were finally shocked. He stood in place, looking horrified.

It was only then that they remembered that the young man named Fang Yan was the guy who dared to confront someone with the strength of the middle stage of the Soul Condensing Realm. It was also at this time that they learned that dialect was not an object that anyone could provoke. It is almost impossible for them to want something from him.

As a result, a large number of people invariably retreated, not planning to wade into this troubled water again. Only a very small number of people are conceited and unwilling to give up, but Rao is like this, they also secretly decided that even if they find the whereabouts of Fang Yan, they will never fight him, as long as they quietly follow him and fish in troubled waters.

For the next few days, I don't know if there was no one to look for the dialect anymore, and there was no news of anyone being injured in his hands in the mountains. The mountain range, which had been boiling for nearly a month, finally calmed down, and it seemed to be back to its previous state. Only everyone knows that the end of the matter is far from over. Those powerhouses in the middle of the Soul Condensation Realm were still frantically searching for the whereabouts of the dialect.

They also faintly found that in this area, the number of people with mid-stage strength in the Soul Condensing Realm gradually increased. made everyone extremely nervous and secretly guessed how long the dialect could last.

It's just that finding a person in such a large mountain range is as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack. Three days passed, and they did not hear anyone find the whereabouts of the dialect. Not even anything was heard about the dialect again. It was as if he had disappeared.

But everyone knew that the dialect could not disappear, and he must have gone into hiding. In front of people whose strength is several times higher than his, it seems that he can only hide.

They were not mistaken, the dialect was indeed hiding.

After he ran out of vitality that day, he found a remote hill and hid in a towering tree with lush foliage to regain his vitality.

He didn't know that in the past few days, there had been more than several times more mid-stage powerhouses in this area. What's more, these opponents, who were originally going to win or lose as soon as they met, actually didn't make a move at this time.

The dialect who hid in the tree to recover his vitality naturally didn't know this, and even if he knew, he was not in the mood to pay attention to it. All he wanted was to recover quickly. In such an environment, there is no vitality in his body, which makes him feel very uneasy.

In the mountains where the vitality was so strong, after two days and two nights of continuous absorption, he finally reached a full state of vitality.

However, after his vitality recovered, he did not leave immediately. is still hiding in this big tree to absorb Lianhua, trying to improve his strength a little. And during this time, he had also seen several people in the middle of the Soul Condensation Realm hurrying under the big trees more than once. Although there were a lot of people with early strength, he could clearly sense that the other party was not looking for his whereabouts.

Two days later, just as Fang Yan was hesitating whether to go down, a heavy footstep approached from a distance, as if someone was slowly walking towards the tree where he was hiding.

Seeing this, he carefully restrained his breath and looked in the direction from which the footsteps came from through the layers of obscured leaves. A quarter of an hour later, a cyan figure appeared in his sight. When he saw this figure, he couldn't help but be stunned, and a gloomy color flashed in his eyes.

The cyan figure that appeared in Fang Yan's sight was the young man in Tsing Yi who asked for help at the foot of the mountain. The young man in Tsing Yi who suddenly rebelled while helping.

The young man in Tsing Yi walked very carefully, stopping and looking around every few steps. A cautious look.

Coincidentally, when the young man in Tsing Yi walked under the big tree hidden by the dialect, he didn't know if he was tired of walking, so he actually sat down under the tree. Obviously, he wants to take a break.

Sitting on the big tree, the dialect didn't dare to take a breath, his eyes turned quickly, he searched around, and after seeing that there was no third person, he was ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth, and waved his palm, and a fist shadow shot out from his hand, mixed with fierce energy, and pounced fiercely at the young man in Tsing Yi under the tree.

And after this attack, he himself also stepped on the spot and jumped out of the tree with a whoosh.