Listening to the arrogant words in Lei Ming's mouth, Zhang Yang on the side also raised his eyebrows unconsciously, as if he didn't expect Lei Ming to say such threatening words. Looking at the tongue that seemed to be speechless, he couldn't help but have a puzzled look in his eyes. That's not in his character.

"However, I can give you a chance to make amends today, if you give me your intermediate spiritual weapons and high-level exercises, I can take back what I said." Lei Ming looked at Fang Yan with a smile on his face and said.

The reason why he said such a thing was completely because he didn't have the confidence to snatch the other party's things by force, and after the last incident, he still knew a little bit about the dialect's temperament. He was really afraid that he would cling to the spirit weapon and not let go. With his temperament, it is really very likely that he would do such a thing. If he did, there would be no other way for him to do so than to beat him up again.

He didn't come today to vent his anger, he wanted the other party's spiritual weapons and exercises! If the other party can really hand over these two things, he really doesn't mind taking it back.

"Not only can I take my words back, but if you can give me something, the grudge between us can be written off as if nothing had happened. I can even promise not to trouble you again in the future. ”

"A write-off? Your words are really ****, and if you say take it back, you will take it back. Fang Yan suddenly laughed, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, "You beat me to a serious injury and let me recover for more than half a year, do you think you can write it off with a write-off?" Do you think I can act as if nothing happened? ”

On the side, the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth curved slightly, and secretly said that this is in line with this guy's temperament.

"What did you say?" Lei Ming looked stunned, and looked at Fang Yan in disbelief, as if he suspected that he had heard it wrong. He didn't expect that after he had been beaten up by himself, he would dare to say such things that made him angry.

"You should know that I can't carry something like a high-level exercise with me at all?" Fang Yan looked at Lei Ming coldly and sneered: "However, I have the intermediate spirit weapon with me, but why should I give it to you?" Why should I give you such a shameless villain who likes to rob and rob? ”

"Boy, you're looking for death." Lei Ming's eyes were angry, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll tell you why today." Is it enough just because I'm stronger than you, because I can beat you all over the ground to find your teeth, just because I can make you lie on the ground like a dead dog again? ”

Lei Ming stared at him calmly, and sneered again and again: "It seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not heavy enough, and you still haven't learned smart." Don't be ignorant, boy. Do you really think that you can seriously injure a few people of the same level and die? Hmph, I'm not afraid to tell you, people who can seriously injure the strength of the same level abound in this mountain range. I'll give you one last chance, hand over the spiritual artifact and exercises, and I'll spare you one more time. ”

"I'll tell you again, no way." Fang Yan shook his head unchanged and slowly walked to the side.

"If you want my things, you have the ability to take them yourself."

"I really don't know where you got the confidence to dare to say such a thing." Lei Ming's palm swiped lightly in front of him, and a thick vitality emerged in his hand, condensing into a fist-sized Yuan balloon in just a moment.

"Although the difference between the middle and late stages is only one word, you should understand the gap, since you want me to do it myself, then I will fulfill you today, I don't mind seriously injuring you again." Lei Ming stared at Fang Yan fiercely, and there was murderous intent surging in his faint words.

If he and Fang Yan weren't in this mountain range at the moment, he probably wouldn't have said a word, and would have killed people and grabbed treasures.

"Do you think I'm still the same person I was half a year ago? If you want to seriously injure me again, you have to see if you have what it takes. Feeling the killing intent in Lei Ming's eyes, Fang Yan's body trembled slightly. He knew that he could never be Lei Ming's opponent, but if the other party wanted to hurt him as badly as he did last time, it was not possible at all.

On the side, Zhang Yang looked at the two people who were tense, and his face slowly became heavy, but for some reason, his gaze at Lei Ming was a little fanatical. It looks like he wants to fight with him.

After staring at Lei Ming for a while, he looked at the dialect a few zhang away, his eyes slowly narrowed, he naturally knew that he was afraid of affecting himself when he walked to that position. However, what he was thinking about at this time was whether to go up and help later?

"Even if you advance to the mid-stage strength, in my eyes, you are still an ant that can be kneaded at any time. Today I'll let you see if I have this ability. Lei Ming sneered, and with a slight flick of his palm, the Yuan Balloon in his hand tore through the air and galloped towards the dialect, and the fierce energy it contained made some of the dead leaves below shattered.

Fang Yan's face turned cold, and a fist shadow quickly struck out, speeding away with the oncoming Yuan Balloon, and crashing into each other in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

The fist shadow and the Yuan balloon collided fiercely in mid-air, only to hear a loud bang, the fist shadow shattered from the middle, and the powerful Yuan Qi energy surged towards the surroundings, making the dead leaves that had been shattered around them directly turn into powder.

The shadow of the fist was shattered, and the light of the Yuan Balloon dimmed slightly, but it was still a fierce roar towards the dialect.

The corner of Fang Yan's eyes jumped, his feet shook, and he flashed to the side. For his own fist shadow, he didn't expect to be able to resist the opponent's attack at all, he just wanted to know how much of a role his attack could play in the face of someone with late-stage strength.

Although the fist shadow was immediately shattered by the opponent, he was not discouraged, at least, his attack still caused some damage to the opponent, and the Yuan balloon was obviously smaller. If he strikes several fist shadows in a row, he may really be able to block the opponent's attack.

"Do you think you can hide from it this way?" Looking at the vague figure of the dialect, Lei Ming sneered disdainfully, stretched out his hand in front of him, and three white lights roared towards him in the shape of a zigzag.

"If this set of footwork is your reliance, then you can lie down for me."

"Three spiritual weapons?" On the side, Zhang Yang, who was watching the battle, looked at these three white lights, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and the frenzied light in his eyes decreased sharply. If he really fought with Lei Ming, the other party didn't even have to use his hands, just with these three spiritual weapons, he would have no power to parry.

Looking at the vague dialect, he sighed in his heart, showing helplessness. In the face of the three spirit weapon attacks issued by people with strength in the later stage, Fang Yan is no matter how strong his strength is, it is impossible to resist it. Although he heard that Fang Yan had two spiritual weapons, the two spiritual weapons would definitely not be able to block the other party's three, even if his spiritual weapons were intermediate-level spiritual weapons, it would be impossible to block them.

Obviously, the battle is coming to an end.

At this time, he will no longer have the idea of whether to come forward to help, with the current terrible disparity in combat power, even if there are two of him, it is useless.

"With these three spiritual weapons, you want me to lie down? You're naïve. Fang Yan sneered back, threw the long sword in his hand, and then moved his hands together and took out the short sword and knife on his body. After the two spiritual weapons were taken out, he quickly threw the knife out, and the short sword was still in his hand.

"There are also three spiritual weapons?" Looking at the long sword and knife thrown by Fang Yan, Zhang Yang's eyes showed a look of shock, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

He never thought that Fang Yan actually had three spiritual weapons.

After the shock, his face became solemn. Since Fang Yan also has three spiritual weapons, and there is also an intermediate spiritual weapon, if Lei Ming does not have an intermediate spiritual weapon, then he will really have to defeat Fang Yan, I am afraid it will really take a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, his eyes turned sharply, his mind became active again, and he began to think about whether he could turn the tide of the battle if he joined the battle.

In the distance, looking at the two spiritual weapons thrown out by Fang Yan, Lei Ming's eyes were also narrowed, and he didn't seem to expect that Fang Yan had three spiritual weapons. However, he quickly sneered, even if Fang Yan had three spiritual weapons, he still didn't take him seriously. Its own strength is not strong enough, and no matter how many external forces there are, it is impossible to turn things around.

"Choke!"

The long sword and the knife were quickly handed over to the opponent's spiritual weapon, and the piercing sound of friction resounded throughout the space.

Fang Yan quickly glanced at it in mid-air, and was slightly relieved when he saw that although the long sword and the knife were all suppressed by the opponent's spiritual weapon, they were not immediately defeated. Obviously, the other party's spiritual weapon is also low-level. As long as Lei Ming didn't have an intermediate spirit weapon, it would not be easy for the other party to seriously injure him.

Looking at another spiritual weapon that rushed towards him, Fang Yan's eyes froze, his feet moved sharply, and he galloped to the side.

The spirit weapon was in hot pursuit, nearly twice as fast as the one he cast like a shadow.

Just when the spirit weapon was still a few feet away from him, Fang Yan suddenly turned around, glanced at the thunder behind the spirit weapon, and swung his clenched short sword at it.

"Boom!"

A majestic vitality roared out from the tip of the sword, rushing towards the oncoming spiritual weapon.

"Carving insect skills!"

Lei Ming sneered, and as soon as his mind moved, the spirit weapon jumped in mid-air, easily dodging the attack of the dialect. Then he raised his hand forward with one hand and struck at the oncoming majestic vitality.

"Bang!"

"Kick!"

Lei Ming's palm collided with the attack of the dialect man's sword, and he was actually shocked by the powerful power contained in this Yuan Qi energy and took two steps back. made his face change, obviously he didn't expect the other party's attack to be much stronger than he imagined.