In the woods, dozens of people suddenly stopped, turned back with shocked faces, and looked in amazement at the large crowd of people in the distance who were rapidly surging in their direction.

After seeing the strength of the group of people, the hearts of some nimble minds moved, and their eyes burst with joy, and they quickly looked around, and soon discovered the panicked dialect at the front of the team.

"Ten layers of vitality?"

After they saw the strength of the dialect, they were about to rush forward immediately, and like most people, they were stunned and stunned. With a blank face, he watched Fang Yan flee from his eyes, and then watched a large group of people quickly disappear in front of his eyes. It wasn't until I got the previous person is a dialect from some people who fell behind that I chased after him with a look of remorse.

In the mountains, scenes like this happen every moment. And the crowd that was chasing behind Fang Yan didn't know if it was because they were afraid of being preempted by others, so they didn't say a word in the process of chasing. They didn't tell the people in front of them that the person on the tenth level of vitality was the dialect that everyone was looking for, and they didn't even call for them to intercept it. Everyone seemed to be confident that it wouldn't be long before they could catch up.

"Damn, how the hell did they find me? Could it be Lin Lie? The panicked dialect quickly glanced back, looked at the crowd that was getting closer and closer to him, and frowned tightly. He couldn't figure out how these people could see through him. He thought about it and couldn't figure out where he was showing his flaws. In the end, he had to fall on Lin Lie.

How did he think that his whereabouts were told by mistake?

After looking at the person behind him who was only a hundred feet away from him, Fang Yan sighed in his heart, and the pace under his feet suddenly changed, and the whole person began to become blurred. It also runs several times faster. In just a few breaths, he threw the crowd behind him far away.

"It's not good, he wants to follow him like a shadow, stop him quickly, he is a tongue."

"Stop him, stop him. It's that ten-layer guy. Don't let him escape. ”

And at the moment when he showed his shadow, in the crowd chasing behind him, someone finally couldn't hold his breath and began to shout at the people in front of him.

In fact, without waiting for them to shout, those people with blank faces had already come to their senses after seeing the vague figure of the dialect, and rushed over with great excitement.

Looking at the crowd rushing up in front of him, Fang Yan didn't dare to be careless, his footsteps were slightly sideways, and he easily dodged the opponent's attack, rushed past them, and ran desperately.

Although he was a lot faster than those people. But he still underestimated the number of people in the mountains. After he had fled for miles, there were still at least a dozen people around him. And the crowd behind is more than twice as large as before.

"Tongues, that's tongues."

"What? Dialect? ”

In the woods, some of the people who were trying to find the whereabouts of the dialect were startled to a startled movement in the distance, and everyone became agitated when they saw a vague figure appear in their sight. I couldn't help but say it.

The dialect that follows you is like putting a label of "I am a dialect" on yourself, so that those who see him can easily recognize his identity at first sight. Desperate to stop him, Dao Dao Yuan Qi shot towards him like a storm.

Looking at the crowd of people in front of him, Fang Yan cursed in a low voice, clenched his teeth, and his body flickered left and right, trying to avoid those madmen who were about to lose their minds and dense Yuan Qi attacks. It's just that, because of the large number of people in the mountain range, Rao is he has been extremely careful, but he is still inevitably hit several times by the Yuan Qi flying around.

"Bang!"

"Ahem!"

In the chaos, Fang Yan was hit in the back by a piece of vitality, his body staggered, and he fell a few steps forward, his footwork was disordered, and his vague figure instantly appeared clearly surrounded by dozens of people.

Suddenly, dozens of people's faces coincidentally surged with an excited crimson color, for fear of being preempted by others, and pounced on them at the same time with a bang.

"Dialect, give me the pill."

"Hand over Dan."

There were loud shouts one after another, but no one thought that even if they snatched the pill at this time, it would be impossible for them to escape from the encirclement of thousands of people.

Seeing dozens of people rushing up, Fang Yan gasped fiercely. If he was really deceived by these people, he would not be able to escape no matter how fast he was.

Glancing around quickly, he was ruthless in his heart, and quickly launched two attacks in his hand towards the left front. The whole person rushed over.

"Boom!"

A delicate woman with mid-stage strength in the Soul Condensing Realm raised her palm, and easily smashed the two fist shadows that Fang Yan struck.

"Hmm......"

Before she could withdraw her palm, she felt a flower in front of her, and then a blurred figure slammed into her body. She only had time to let out a coquettish cry, and the whole person flew backwards.

After rolling on the ground a few times, Fang Yan unloaded the inertia on his body and quickly got up from the person under him. Gallop off into the distance. Didn't dare to pause at all.

"Chase!"

Behind him, dozens of people who threw themselves into the air scolded and chased after him.

The game of chase and flight continues, and the entire mountain range is in chaos due to the emergence of dialects. Almost everyone who got the news was desperately running towards the location of the dialect. More and more people are joining the chase.

But this time, no one was able to hold their breath. A shout, roar, and wail rang out from time to time in the mountains, and reverberated over the mountains leisurely.

……

……

Fang Yan went on a rampage all the way, and even he couldn't remember how many times he had been hit or surrounded by people. But every time, he relied on the strong vitality in his body and the speed that followed him to the extreme, and he escaped by luck.

Fang Yan gasped and climbed to the top of a mountain, and after narrowly avoiding the interception of seven or eight people, he quickly glanced back, and the corners of his mouth were filled with bitterness.

An hour passed, and there were still hundreds of people behind him. The nearest man was no more than three feet away from him.

In this hour, the people who followed him didn't know how many times they had changed. Under his terrifying speed, the large group of people who had been following him an hour ago had already been thrown away by him, and he did not know which mountain forest he was lost in at this time.

But it's a pity that no matter how he escapes or which direction he flees, there are countless people waiting for him in front of him, and the number of people behind him has never been less than a hundred. And this number is only within 300 zhang......

Feeling the little vitality in his body and his legs that were a little sore, Fang Yan smiled silently and bitterly. He knew that this time, I was afraid that he really couldn't escape.

However, although he thought so in his heart, the speed under his feet did not decrease at all. Before the mountains and rivers are exhausted, it is naturally impossible for him to be caught.

Looking at the flat mountain top in front of him, Fang Yan sighed, reached into his arms, and touched out a few snatched Yuanshi cloth bags. A little reluctant to glance at it, and with a fierce grasp of his palm, all the pure vitality in the Yuan Stone was inhaled into his body. Then he threw aside the Yuan Shi, which had lost his vitality, and accelerated his speed and galloped towards the direction of Qingyun Peak.

But at this moment, the unexpected happened.

A huge black shadow silently appeared in the air on the top of this mountain, and then, a white light suddenly shot out from the black shadow, descending with an incomparable momentum.

"Why are they here?"

Behind Fang Yan, the pupils of the hundreds of mid-stage powerhouses who were chasing after him shrank sharply, and they stood in place, looking at the white light in mid-air with a shocked expression that made them all a little jealous.

At the same time that the exclamation behind him sounded, Fang Yan also seemed to be aware of it, and hurriedly raised his head, and just when he looked up, he saw a white light rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

"What is this?" Fang Yan was shocked, and his feet moved, trying to dodge.

But it was a little late.

"Boom!"

This astonishing white light flashed in mid-air, smashing like lightning on the unprepared dialect. It was as if he had already calculated his pace.

The defenseless dialect felt a huge oppressive force spread all over his body, and a force so strong that it almost suffocated him slammed into his chest.

"Poof!"

Feeling the tremendous power coming from his chest, Fang Yan's face instantly turned extremely pale, and a large mouthful of blood spurted away. The whole body flew upside down uncontrollably, rolled a few times in mid-air, and then fell heavily on the flat ground dozens of feet away.

"Wow!"

The sudden change made everyone around him look sluggish, and he looked at the dialect that fell to the ground in a daze and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But soon someone came to his senses, raised his head and glanced into the air, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and suddenly rushed towards the dialect not far away.

"Get back to me."

At the moment when they left, a cold cry suddenly came from mid-air. Several imposing white lights flashed out again, and fell on the three people who wanted to rush towards the dialect with a bang.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the three of them were all knocked out without exception, and fell heavily on the flat ground dozens of feet away, spitting blood.

And these three people are all the strength of the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm.

"Gollum!"

On the side, hundreds of people swallowed their saliva fiercely at the same time, glanced at Fang Yan with unwilling faces, and looked up at the air in unison, their eyes showing resentment.

They knew that they were probably going to go home empty-handed this time.