"Wu Shan, you are really shameless, I'm afraid only you can say this, right?" Fang Yan mocked: "You are so embarrassed to ask a person whose strength is one level lower than you to fight you head-on? You don't blush when you say such a thing? ”

Wu Shanyin laughed, and was not angry because of the ridicule of the dialect, only to see him say indifferently: "Don't take advantage of your tongue, you also know that if you kill the people of my Wu family, I will never let you go, and the grievances between us must end in life and death." Don't think you'll be able to escape today, and if you do, we'll be following you as well. You must know that there are still nearly ten days to travel from here to Qingyun Peak, do you think you can escape from us? If I'm not mistaken, your escape technique should be exhausting, right? When you run out of energy, you won't be able to escape death. Instead of that, it's better to save some effort and fight me head-on, so that you can die with dignity. ”

"You are really shameless, you can say such a high-sounding thing when you are so shameless." Fang Yan sneered, but the sarcasm at the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious. After thinking about it slightly, he said again: "However, since you have said such shameless words, then I will fulfill you, I want to see what you leave me, but you don't want the two to join forces, right?" ”

"As long as you promise not to run away, I'll be enough alone." Seeing that Fang Yan really agreed, Wu Shan was overjoyed. glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi on the side, then smiled gloomily and slowly walked towards the dialect.

He firmly believes that as long as the other party does not run away and dares to fight him head-on, even if he has that set of exercises with strange speed, he is sure to kill him, but it will just take a little more time.

On the side, the young man in Tsing Yi was frowning at this time, looking at Fang Yan in great confusion, obviously unable to figure out what confidence he had to agree to fight Wu Shan head-on. However, since he didn't need to make a move at this time, he was also happy to relax and watch carefully. At the same time, he had secretly made up his mind in his heart that if the strength of the dialect was too amazing later, he would never join in the fun here again.

Fang Yan glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi, and only after seeing that he really didn't mean to make a move, he relaxed slightly. He just wanted to use Wu Shan to test his current strength. He really wanted to know if he had the possibility of winning after encountering an opponent like Wu Shan.

Of course, in the end, no matter what the result is, he won't do much here. After all, the strength of the other two is one level higher than him. He wasn't arrogant enough to survive the two of them.

"Boy, take your life." Wu Shan let out a loud shout, and several rays of vitality shot out from his hand, mixed with a fierce momentum that hit the dialect directly.

Fang Yan sneered, and as soon as his feet moved, he easily dodged. Then the palm of his hand quickly reached into his arms, and the short sword appeared in his hand.

"Go!"

With a soft shout from Fang Yan, the short sword instantly shone brightly, flew up from his hand, and hit Wu Shan seven or eight feet away.

"Spiritual weapons?"

"Spiritual weapons?"

At the moment when the short sword flew out, two exclamations came from the mouths of Wu Shan and the young man in Tsing Yi respectively.

"It seems that this is what you got in exchange for the elixir, right?" Looking at the short sword that shot at him, Wu Shan quickly recovered from the shock, a greedy look flashed in his eyes, and then he moved his palms together and pushed forward fiercely, blocking the short sword from Zhang Xu Kai.

In the distance, the young man in Tsing Yi looked at the short sword blocked by Wu Shan with a gloomy face, and his eyes became solemn. Only now did he know why Fang Yan dared to fight Wu Shan head-on. Looking at the short sword containing great power, a greed that could not be concealed flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly hidden by him.

"Hmph, is this what makes you dare to fight me?" Wu Shan's face was hideous, and he pushed the condensed Yuan Balloon in his hand into the air, and sneered: "Let me tell you, in the face of real strength, all external forces are insignificant. ”

The Yuan balloon broke away from Wu Shan's palm, like an arrow off the string, with a strong momentum towards the short sword in mid-air, and it arrived in front of it in just a blink of an eye, and then it collided with the short sword fiercely.

"Boom!"

A huge loud bang suddenly sounded in this space, and the invisible energy of the Dao Dao spread all around.

"Whew!"

The short sword was forced back by this powerful Yuan balloon.

Fang Yan's eyes narrowed, looking at the short sword that was attacked by Wu Shan's vitality in mid-air, and couldn't move half a step forward, thoughtfully.

"You think you can stop my attack with this artifact? You're underestimating me. After repelling the short sword, Wu Shan's ten fingers moved, and the Dao Dao Yuan Qi shot towards the short sword in mid-air like raindrops, and after sending out these attacks, his figure suddenly flickered, turning into a black shadow and rushing towards Fang Yan.

Looking at Wu Shan who was rushing towards him, Fang Yan sneered, and cast a shadow under his feet, easily dodging his attack. Then his mind moved, and he mobilized the short sword to attack Wu Mountain.

However, Wu Shan's strength was obviously much stronger than the black-clothed young man he had met before, and no matter how he attacked, the short sword could not get close to Wu Shan's half-zhang range.

On the other hand, Wu Shan, whenever the short sword attack approached, he could send out a big attack to force it back, and then turn the attack to the dialect again.

After repeating this more than a dozen times, Wu Shan sensed that something was wrong. Because under such a crazy attack, his vitality was rapidly drained, and in just a quarter of an hour, nearly two percent of the vitality in his body was consumed. However, on the premise of consuming twenty percent of his vitality, he hadn't even hit the dialect once, and he hadn't even touched the corner of his clothes.

Seeing that his attack had not been able to hit Zhongyan, Wu Shan was furious, and immediately didn't care about anything, turned his head and shouted to the young man in Tsing Yi in the distance: "You come to block this spiritual weapon, I'll kill him." ”

Fang Yan sneered, and was ready to retreat, after this moment of temptation, he could already roughly know his attack power. As long as he was given a little time, he would definitely be able to kill Wu Shan.

In the distance, the young man in Tsing Yi did not act immediately after hearing Wu Shan's shout, he looked at the extremely relaxed dialect, and then looked at Wu Shan, who kept resisting the attack of the short sword, and his already frowning brows furrowed even deeper.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up. Seeing that the young man in Tsing Yi did not move for a long time, Wu Shan shouted loudly.

The young man in Tsing Yi glanced at Wu Shan, and a ruthless color suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said something that shocked him.

He suddenly said to Fang Yan: "Brother Fang Yan, I will help you kill Wu Shan, and the grievances between the two of us will be written off, okay?" ”