Chapter 161: Hijacking
Almost at the same time that Fang Yan threw down the short sword, Lin Fan and the others moved their palms together, and they actually attacked left and right at the same time, and then rushed towards the short sword a few zhang away.
Even Lu Meng, who was in mid-air, was unwilling to be lonely, urging the strange birds under his feet to rush away quickly.
"Bang ......"
A muffled sound of a series of rushing vitality collisions sounded in this space, and none of the four people took advantage, but were all forced to stop by the attack beside them. Seeing that Lu Meng had already rushed to the side of the short sword, the four of them stared at each other, and almost simultaneously launched a fierce attack at him.
"Bastard." Looking at the short sword that was not more than a foot away from him, Lu Meng scolded, and his heart moved, urging the strange bird to rise a few feet.
"Boom!"
As soon as the strange bird rose, several fierce attacks brushed its feet, hitting a large tree in the distance, and the tree fell with a bang.
After striking this attack, the four of them began to attack in both directions again, with a posture that no one would let anyone go. Fierce vitality energy flew around, but none of them could really fall on these four people, and they were all blocked by them.
For a while, the four of them were dragged in place by the people next to them, and it was extremely difficult to take a step forward.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Lin Fan struck two hard blows. Among these people, his strength was the strongest, and his full force hit the two people on the side couldn't help but shake.
After striking the attack, he moved on his feet and quickly rushed forward.
However, as soon as he took a step, the other three attacked him at the same time, as if they had discussed it. In the blink of an eye, the four of them were on the same parallel line again.
While the four of them were attacking, they did not forget to attack Lu Meng, who was moving in mid-air from time to time.
In the distance, the dialect that had withdrawn for dozens of zhang saw this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his feet moved, and he followed his shadow to the extreme, running wildly and fleeing.
And at the moment when he left, there were suddenly a few strange noises in mid-air, and after two breaths, four unusually large figures suddenly appeared in the sky above him.
"Damn it." Looking at the four-headed strange bird that followed him closely, Fang Yan scolded in his heart, and the speed under his feet did not decrease, still rushing towards the distance.
He knew that these people would not let themselves leave easily.
"Whew!"
The four-headed strange bird flickered, and landed a few feet in front of him, its sharp claws in front of it, fluttering towards him.
Seeing this, Fang Yan moved under his feet, his body turned sharply, and he rushed in another direction.
Not to mention that he is not the opponent of these four monster birds now, even if he is sure to repel them now, he will not dare to delay more. The most important thing for him now is to escape, to escape from the range of these people.
However, although he is fast, the speed of the flying strange bird is not slow. At the same time as he turned around, the four strange birds also rose into the sky, and then landed a few feet in front of him, and slammed into him.
Fang Yan's heart was in a hurry, and his steps kept changing directions, but no matter which way he fled, the four strange birds could stop him in time. He spun around several times, but could not escape a few feet away.
Seeing that the four people in the distance were getting closer and closer to the short sword, Fang Yan's heart was ruthless, and he simply stopped changing his direction and rushed towards the oncoming four-headed monster bird.
Several fist shadows flickered out and tumbled towards the four-headed monster bird. However, his attack was easily dodged by the four-headed monster bird. Sharp claws slammed into the faΓ§ade of the dialect.
Fang Yan was startled, and his body leaned back, almost touching his entire body to the ground.
"Whew!"
A sharp claw brushed against his nose, and the fierce wind blew his face with some pain.
Dodging this attack, Fang Yan glanced at the several strange birds that were speeding by, gritted his teeth, slapped his palms on the ground fiercely, and his whole body flipped up in the air, and then moved under his feet, and actually rushed towards those strange birds.
He also knew that with these strange birds, it was almost impossible for him to escape.
At the moment when he left, the four-headed strange bird just stopped, ready to turn back. But at this moment, Fang Yan's feet stomped on the ground, and his body soared into the sky, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air and landing on one of the strange birds.
As soon as the figure landed on the strange bird, Fang Yan's palm stretched out like lightning, and tightly pinched its slender neck.
"Yikes!"
The strange bird screamed as if frightened, and suddenly shuttled rapidly through the woods, sometimes upside down, sometimes rushing, as if trying to shake off the dialect that had stepped on its back.
Fang Yan pinched its neck with one hand, and clutched his wings tightly with the other, no matter how much it jumped, he just wouldn't let go.
"Bastard, what do you want to do?"
When the strange bird desperately wanted to get rid of the dialect, there was a sudden exclamation from the four people not far away. Listening to the voice, the person who spoke seemed to be Lin Fan.
"Stop, you dead bird, or I'll kill him." A sentence popped out from between his teeth, and then his mind moved, and the short sword he threw on the ground suddenly shone brightly, flashing towards the four people who were fighting together.
Of course, he would not have given up this spiritual weapon, because he could guess that these people would not let themselves go so easily. However, he was ready to use this artifact as bait to make them commit suicide and escape.
Regardless of whether he could get the spirit weapon back in the future, he couldn't let the spatial ring on his body be discovered by them no matter what.
"What?" Looking at the short sword that was speeding away, the eyes of the four people who were fighting together were violently enlarged, and they were slightly stunned.
Obviously, none of them expected that Fang Yan had not dispersed the vitality in this spiritual artifact, and they were all tricked.
"Go back." Qin Chuan shouted angrily, and a domineering vitality flashed out of his hand, and slammed into the short sword with a snap. Suddenly, the short sword repelled half a foot.
Lin Fan's eyes were full of anger, looking at the palm that Fang Yan placed on the neck of his spirit beast, his heart moved, and he controlled the beast to fly towards him, and only let it go when it was still three zhang away from him. With a gloomy face, he said, "Let go." β
"Let go?" Fang Yan stood on the strange bird, and then sneered, "If I let go, I will be greeted by a stormy attack, right?" β
"You think you've tricked us and we'll let you go?" Qin Chuan asked with a dark face, "You said you were going to hand over the spirit weapon." β
"Teasing you?" Fang Yan sneered, "You said that if I gave you the spiritual weapon, you would let me go, but what was the result? I gave you the spirit weapon, but you still urge your spirit beast to intercept me. What do you say? Can you just rebel, and I can't be untrustworthy? β
"Don't be able to speak with your tongue." Lin Fan took a step forward and said viciously: "Let go of my spirit beast, otherwise, I will definitely make you regret seeing me." β
"If you dare to take another step, I'll pinch it to death. I'd like to see if you're fast or I'm fast. Fang Yan tightened his grip on the strange bird's neck.
"Boy, you dare!" Lin Fan said angrily: "If you really dare to touch it, I promise to let you take off a layer of skin." β
"You try." Fang Yan's face showed mockery, "It's just that it's not allowed to kill people in this mountain range, but it doesn't say that it's not allowed to kill spirit beasts." β
For Lin Fan's threat, he naturally wouldn't put it on his body. With his current situation, if it really fell into their hands, his fate would not be much better. Whether he let it go or not, the result is the same. Rather than that, he might as well take a gamble.
He just glanced around quickly, and Zhang Yang didn't know when he slipped away quietly. Since he is the only one now, he naturally has no scruples.
Lin Fan's eyes froze, staring at Fang Yan deadly, but he didn't dare to take another step.
"Boy, do you think that if we hold this spirit beast hostage, we will let it go?" Yang Ning stepped forward and sneered.
"Let it take off." Fang Yan glanced at him, turned his head and said to Lin Fan. Although he was holding this strange bird hostage, because Lin Fan had already planted the Yuan Institute in its body, he couldn't control it at all.
"Don't think about it." Lin Fan sneered.
Fang Yan shook his palm and said word by word: "Let, it, rise, air." β
"Boy, you can threaten him with this spirit beast, but you can't threaten me." Yang Ning sneered, and wanted to rush towards the dialect.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the short sword, which had been suspended in mid-air, suddenly flew towards him, stopping its steps.
"No matter who it is, if you dare to take a step forward, I will kill this spirit beast." Fang Yan looked at Lin Fan and said, "If I can say it, I can do it." Don't test my bottom line again. β
"Do you think I'm going to care about the life or death of this spirit beast?" Qin Chuan sneered and slowly walked towards Fang Yan.
Seeing this, Fang Yan's heart tightened, he glanced at Lin Fan, and slowly closed his palm.
"Ahh
The spirit beast held by him suddenly let out a miserable scream.
"Qin Chuan, stop." Listening to the screams of the spirit beast, Lin Fan trembled, looked at the dialect murderously, and spit out these words in his mouth.
Qin Chuan frowned, glanced back at Lin Fan, and said, "Lin Fan, you are not qualified to order me." β
"If you take another step, I will not spare you." Lin Fan glanced at him coldly.
He said this lightly, but the meaning of his words was full of blood. The gaze that looked at Fang Yan was even more fierce, and he did not hide his murderous aura at all. If they weren't in this mountain range at this time, the final fate of the dialect would probably be very miserable.
The corners of Qin Chuan's eyes jumped, and after his face changed, he still didn't take another step under his feet.
After hearing Lin Fan's murderous words, the other people's eyes couldn't help narrowing, they glanced at each other, and they all retracted the steps they wanted to take.
Among these people, Lin Fan's strength is the strongest, although the difference in strength is not too big with others, but none of these people want to make enemies with Lin Fan at this time.