Fang Yan stopped abruptly and quickly looked around, but to his dismay, he couldn't make out which direction the sound was coming from. Listening attentively, the surroundings were peaceful, and it was also impossible to capture the direction of this demon beast.

A cold sweat instantly soaked his back, he didn't expect that there were demon beasts hidden in this mist, and he couldn't detect his whereabouts.

Soon, his face turned a little pale. He didn't know how he was going to meet the beast's attack. In this kind of environment where he couldn't see his fingers, in order not to lose his way, he didn't even dare to turn around, let alone deal with the attack of the demon beast.

If the demon beast hiding in the shadows attacked at this time, it would definitely disrupt his direction, and if the demon beast attacked more fiercely, he would soon be lost in this mist.

What worries him even more is that he doesn't know what kind of strength this demon beast is. If its strength is lower than its own, it doesn't have to worry too much. But if the strength of this demon beast was the same as that of the spirit fox before, then he could not be its opponent at all. I'm afraid I'll die here in less than two rounds.

"Roar!"

As if to deter the dialect, the demon beast hidden in the mist let out another loud roar.

Fang Yan's heart tightened, and he stood in place with a vigilant expression, but his eyes kept moving around, as if trying to find out which direction the voice came from. Still, he found nothing.

Looking at the white surroundings, he suddenly became a little nervous, for fear that he would be lost in this strange white mist.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and his palms shook in front of his chest.

"Choke!"

He heard a clatter, and the long sword was stuck on the ground. Half of it was swallowed by the ground. After inserting the sword into the ground, he quickly crouched down again.

"Bang!"

"Whoa!"

With a muffled thud, earth and rocks splattered, and a fist-sized pit was knocked out of the ground next to the sword.

After doing all this, the dialect breathed a sigh of relief.

The deep pit next to the sword was the direction in which he was going. With this mark, even if he is disoriented by the demon beast later, he will be able to find it back, and he no longer has to worry about getting lost in this fog. Of course, the premise is that he has to survive in the hands of this demon beast.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a rapid sound of breaking wind came into the ears of the dialect. Immediately after, the white mist in front of him to the right churned violently.

Fang Yan's pupils shrank, and the palm holding the spirit weapon waved fiercely in this direction without hesitation.

"Huh!"

A majestic vitality flashed out from the tip of the sword in an instant, submerging into the white mist in front of the right.

"Roar!"

However, almost at the same time as Fang Yan issued this attack, a white shadow suddenly rushed out from the direction of his right hand, and a fierce energy slammed directly into his face, and in the blink of an eye, it came to his side.

Fang Yan's face changed drastically, and his entire body quickly retracted, almost bending into a right angle.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as he bent down, he felt a somewhat large figure leap over him. The fierce energy brought by the leap of his body made his face a little painful.

Fang Yan was eager to know the strength of this demon beast, and his eyes were naturally wide open. But what made the corners of his mouth twitch was that no matter how wide his eyes were, he couldn't see through the thick white mist what kind of demon beast this one was in front of him, let alone want to see its strength

The huge demon beast jumped past him, and disappeared into the white mist in an instant.

Fang Yan quickly got up, raised his palm, and the short sword in his hand came out of his hand and flew in the direction where the demon beast had left. After throwing the short sword, his palms flickered, and several fist shadows quickly flashed out of his hands, galloping towards all directions.

From the previous short time of fighting, Fang Yan already knew that the speed of this demon beast was not slow. Otherwise, it would never have been able to dodge the attack of the previous man's sword.

After unleashing these attacks, he quickly retracted his dagger. The short sword had been submerged in the white mist for so long and there had been no movement, and the demon beast was obviously not in this direction.

"Bang ......"

Just as he withdrew his short sword, six muffled sounds suddenly sounded behind him.

Fang Yan's expression moved, and he quickly turned around, waving his palm.

"Boom!"

One after another, the terrifying Yuan Qi attacks rushed out in this direction like a raging storm.

"Roar!"

However, before the last attack of the dialect could be issued, the white mist on the side suddenly rolled, and then, a fierce energy came out of the white mist.

"Not good." Fang Yan's face changed, and his palm quickly retracted, and he wanted to deliver a fierce blow in this direction.

However, it was too late.

As soon as he turned around, he felt a sinking of his body, and a huge force fell on him. Knock him directly to the ground and slide backwards seven or eight feet away.

"Hmm......"

Fang Yan snorted, his heart was terrified, and his palm stretched out like lightning, firmly grasping the claws of the demon beast that wanted to pierce his heart.

And the palm holding the short sword was thrown out directly, and the five fingers were quickly clenched, and one after another the destruction fists containing six internal strength fell fiercely towards the demon beast.

"Bang ......"

A muffled sound sounded quickly, but what made his hands and feet cold was that his fist did not fall on the demon beast's body, but was blocked by its other sharp claw. The power coming from the demon beast's claws was not at all inferior to the attack from his hand, and he not only did not cause any damage to the opponent after several punches. Instead, he shook his palms with a faint pain.

"Bang ......"

But Rao was like this, not only did Fang Yan not dare to stop attacking, but attacked more fiercely. Because he knew that once his attack stopped, giving the opponent's claw a moment of free time, it would stab into his body fiercely.

"Roar!"

After more than a dozen attacks, the demon beast seemed to be enraged. After a roar of rage, he quickly snapped the claws that wanted to pierce into the heart of the dialect and lifted his palm up, and then slapped it down.

Feeling the oncoming terrifying aura, Fang Yan's eyes suddenly dilated.

If this blow does fall, he has no chance of survival.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a dazzling light flashed through the air, appearing in front of Fang Yan's eyes like lightning. With the momentum of wind and thunder, he stabbed towards the dialect.

"Roar!"

The demon beast seemed to feel the power from the spirit weapon, and its voice became a little frightened. Then he quickly withdrew the power in his claws, stomped on Fang Yan's body with all his limbs, and disappeared into the white mist on the side with his strength.

"Poof......

Being stepped on by the demon beast, Fang Yan only felt a burst of qi and blood surge, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

didn't have time to check the injuries in his body, Fang Yan rolled on the spot and quickly stood up, and then didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly rushed towards the previous position. He was afraid that if he was a little later in the evening, the long sword would be overturned by this demon beast.

What made him a little depressed was that even if he was only half a foot away from the demon beast just now, he didn't see the other party's face clearly, let alone see the other party's strength.

However, although he didn't see the strength of the other party clearly, he was sure of one thing. This demon beast must be the strength of the Soul Condensing Realm. Otherwise, if its strength exceeded that of the Soul Condensing Realm, it would be enough to hit itself in shards with the blow it had just pounced on.

Judging from the aura coming from the other party's body, if he didn't guess wrong, this demon beast should also be the strength of the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so jealous of this mid-level spiritual weapon in its hands.

After a few moments, he was back where he had been, and he was relieved to make sure the sword was still there. Then he cautiously looked around.

However, what made him a little uneasy was that he carefully looked around and looked around, but he did not gain anything. And for some reason, the demon beast didn't make the slightest movement. It seems to have moved away from here.

"Could it have been scared away by this artifact?" Fang Yan muttered in a low voice, his eyes kept rolling, but he didn't dare to leave this place easily. He was afraid that as soon as he put away the long sword, the demon beast would suddenly rush out.

If that were the case, he would soon be lost in this white mist. Because he could sense that the strength of this demon beast was not lower than him. If you have a spiritual weapon in your body, even if it can't kill you, it's extremely easy to make yourself dizzy.

Two quarters of an hour later, the surroundings were still quiet, and it seemed as if the monster had really left the place.

Fang Yan was a little out of breath, he didn't have time to spend here with this demon beast. After thinking for a moment, he moved his palms together, and the glowing fist shadows centered on him, rolling and flying away in all directions. It disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.

After striking out these fist shadows, Fang Yan listened intently to the surroundings.

These fist shadows are very powerful, and they still have extraordinary power even outside the hundred zhang. If that monster is really hiding nearby, I believe it will be discovered soon.

"Bang ......"

After two breaths, a muffled sound suddenly sounded in the white mist. Listening to the sound, it was as if a fist shadow he sent out was blocked by the demon beast.

Fang Yan's face suddenly became ugly. He really didn't expect that this monster beast was really hiding nearby, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time. And it's hidden so closely. Listening to the location where the sound came from, it was only four or five feet away from itself.

At a distance of four or five zhang, he couldn't even find the existence of the other party, and it seems that this demon beast is not simple.

Fang Yan quickly calmed down, licked his somewhat dry lips, his palm quickly spread, and the short sword in his hand shone brightly, speeding away in the direction where the voice came from.