The burly man walked cautiously through the mountains and forests, thinking about the words that the tall young man had said that made him a little inexplicable.

"What the hell is wrong with this bastard, looking at the look on the man's face, he seems to be very jealous of him." The burly man muttered in a low voice, "Could it be that Fang Yan is with that late-stage powerhouse who seriously injured him?" If that's the case, it's going to be a problem. ”

Thinking of this possibility, the burly man's heart tightened, and he even wanted to go back and ask again. If Fang Yan was really with a person with late-stage strength, then he wouldn't touch this mold anyway.

Just when he was hesitant to go back and ask about it, the tips of his ears suddenly moved slightly, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he slowly turned around.

When he turned around, he couldn't help but be stunned, and more than ten feet away from him, a thin figure stood there quietly, looking at him expressionlessly.

Seeing this, the burly man was slightly shocked in his heart, and secretly said why he was so careless, and he actually let people get close to him before he found the traces of the other party.

"This friend, you are walking so carefully, you must have come for me, right?" The burly man glanced at the other party and said jokingly. In his mind, this man must have been like him, looking for tongues, but he just happened to pass through this place.

But to his surprise, the other party nodded very seriously and said, "I'm here for you." ”

"Coming for me?" The burly man looked stunned, he didn't know the other party, he came for himself, it was definitely not a good thing. After a long while, he sneered and asked in a deep voice, "This friend, didn't you come here to find a dialect?" How? Do you think you can take something from me? ”

The other party smiled calmly, but did not answer him again, and with a slight flick of his palm, a fist shadow rolled and shot towards him.

"Fist Shadow?" Looking at this somewhat familiar fist shadow, the burly man's eyes narrowed, and he immediately thought of something, and shouted in a lost voice: "You...... Are you a dialect? You've actually advanced to mid-level strength? ”

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in the burly man's mind, and he finally understood the meaning of the tall young man's words before. The whole heart suddenly lifted.

Looking at the fist shadow that was speeding quickly, he didn't have time to think about it, his palm flickered, and a palm print shot out from it, heading towards the fist shadow.

The burly man also knew that his current dialect was comparable to his own strength, and the other party also had an intermediate spiritual weapon, so it was almost impossible for him to get anything from him. However, it took him a lot of thought and time to find out the whereabouts of the dialect, and he was extremely unwilling to leave like this without giving it a try.

The burly man still had some confidence in his own strength, and he asked himself that he was not Fang Yan's opponent, but if he wanted to leave, Fang Yan would not be able to stop him. What's more, he also hopes to make some big noises to see if he can get the attention of others in the vicinity. As long as he can defeat the dialect, he doesn't mind sharing the dialect's stuff with the others.

Besides, after defeating the dialects, whether others are qualified to share the results with them is still a matter of two things. If the opponent's strength is too low, he doesn't mind crossing the river and demolishing the bridge once. After all, the things on Fang Yan's body are too valuable, and he is not willing to share some with others.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, two rays of vitality energy containing powerful power collided fiercely, and after a low muffled sound, the palm print inspired by the burly man quickly trembled, and then shattered with a bang.

"Smack!"

The palm prints dissolved into the air and dissipated into the air like light smoke.

After defeating the palm print, the fist shadow only stopped for a moment, and then sped towards the burly young man, and came to him in the blink of an eye.

"What?" The burly man's face changed, but fortunately, he had already been on guard, and his palm quickly pushed towards it, and a strong vitality poured out, blocking this fist shadow that had weakened a lot.

But it was such a much weakened fist shadow, and under his almost full force blow, his arm was still slightly numb from the shock. Immediately, his expression became a little solemn. The strength of the dialect seems to be even stronger than the rumors.

"Whoosh!"

Although Fang Yan didn't know the little abacus in the burly man's heart, he also knew that just because there was no one nearby for the time being, it didn't mean that no one would suddenly break in. Therefore, he didn't let the other party have a moment of respite, and the powerful attacks went one after another. After sending out a few more fist shadows, his figure shook slightly and disappeared in place.

Before the other party did not use the spirit weapon, he would never use the spirit weapon, after all, the movement brought by the spirit weapon was too great.

Looking at the vague figure of the dialect, the corner of the burly man's mouth twitched, his heart was ruthless, his palms flew rapidly, and palm prints continued to rush away from his hands one after another, like a strong man who was going to die, and the fist shadow that was rushing to be handed over in one place.

"Bang bang bang!"

A loud sound sounded one after another, Rao is fist shadow was amazingly powerful, and it couldn't withstand such a crazy attack, and the two fist shadows that were flying towards the burly man shattered with a bang after connecting with the second palm print. Dao's terrifying vitality remnants scattered like sharp arrows, shattering some dead leaves on the ground and flying in all directions.

After sending out a few palm prints, the burly man quickly glanced ahead, his heart jumped, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment, his feet moved, and he quickly ran to the side.

However, almost at the same time as he left, he suddenly felt a cold chill behind him, and he was horrified, where did he not understand the reason of what was happening. Immediately turned around suddenly, and pushed hard without looking at his palms, and the fierce vitality poured away, roaring forward.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Fang Yan, who quietly bullied the burly man, couldn't help but let out an unexpected soft sound, as if he didn't expect the other party to react so quickly. Looking at the domineering vitality that was roaring, he didn't dare to be careless, and with a move of his footsteps, he easily dodged with him.

"Boom!"

"Click!"

The ferocious vitality lost its target and landed directly on a towering tree a few feet away, and in an instant, the trunk of the tree that was hit was smashed into powder with a bang. The whole tree also fell down with a whimper, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The attack failed, but the burly man was not surprised, his body was crooked, and he galloped forward, and in a few flashes he ran to a big tree five or six feet high.

And as soon as he left with his front foot, the back foot of the dialect's figure appeared where he had just stood now.

The burly man looked at the scene condescendingly, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat, he had not taken it to heart when he heard the rumors that the dialect had a set of extremely fast exercises, but now, he was almost injured in the attack brought by this set of exercises twice in a row.

After fighting for these few rounds, he had a retreat in his heart, at this time, Fang Yan had not yet taken out the intermediate spirit weapon, if he took out the intermediate spirit weapon, he might not even have the strength to parry.

At this moment, he had already vaguely guessed that the tall young man who was seriously injured and the spiritual weapon was destroyed before should not be the hand of someone in the later stage, but most likely the dialect in front of him, whose strength had soared.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became bitter, and he greeted the ancestors of the tall young man in the bottom of his heart. If he had made it clear at the time, he would have teamed up with the other two. It's good now, and it's very likely that we will follow in his footsteps. The other party has that extremely fast set of footwork, and it is almost impossible for him to escape from him.

"Fang Yan, I really can't imagine that you have actually advanced to the strength of the middle stage." The burly man looked at him with a pale face, "No wonder no one has known about you in the past ten days, I'm afraid no one has noticed that a person with mid-level strength will be the dialect they are looking for." ”

Looking at the burly man who fled to the tree, Fang Yan smiled faintly, and without saying a word, his palm was fiercely attacking the big tree he was standing on.

"Damn." Looking at the Yuan Qi attack that shot down from below him, the corners of the burly man's mouth twitched, and his feet borrowed a little bit of strength in place, and he jumped down. Then he ran in the direction opposite the dialect.

Although he knew that it was impossible for him to escape from the hands of the tongue, every time he ran outside, the chances of being discovered by others were greater.

"Whoosh!"

However, as soon as he moved, two sharp wind-breaking sounds sounded in his ears, which made him frightened, and before he had time to look closely, he waved his hands wildly, sending out one fierce vitality after another towards the rear, and then both rushed wildly.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a flower in the corner of his eye, as if something flashed. Immediately after, his pupils shrank sharply, and his palms were raised together, fending off several attacks that were fast in front of him.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, several strong vitality collided fiercely, and the two fist shadows that Fang Yan shot out were once again defeated by the burly man one by one.

After defeating these two attacks, the burly man's face changed a few times, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, and his entire body rushed up violently, rushing towards the dialect that was blocking him.

Since the retreat is blocked, just take advantage of the fact that Fang Yan has not taken out the spirit weapon and fight it again, maybe there is still some hope.

Looking at the fist shadow that dissipated in mid-air, Fang Yan's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, the strength of the burly man in front of him was obviously a little stronger than that of people of the same level, not only that, but the power of the palm print sent out by the other party did not seem to be low. Otherwise, he would never have been able to block his attack so quickly.

However, when he saw that the burly man was advancing instead of retreating, the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc, and he quickly met it with a movement under his feet.

Even if the opponent's strength is stronger than that of people of the same level, it will end here.