As soon as she turned around, her pupils suddenly dilated, and with a quick rise of her palm, the spiritual weapon in her hand came out of her hand and galloped towards an oncoming fist shadow.

"Smack!"

With a soft sound, the oncoming fist shadow shook slightly, and then it shattered directly in mid-air and dissipated with the wind.

Seeing that this fist shadow was blocked by herself so easily, the girl in the yellow shirt couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and before she could react, she felt a flower in front of her, and a vague figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Huh!"

Before she could take a closer look, a somewhat harsh voice rang in her ears. Then, a ferocious attack that made the corners of her mouth twitch like a flood hit her façade.

The girl in the yellow shirt was shocked, her palm turned, and the palm holding the spiritual weapon also swung down violently, and then her body retreated sharply, after withdrawing a few steps, she seemed to think of something again, and while retreating rapidly, the other palm shook gently towards Luo Ziyi.

Suddenly, a sharp vitality jumped out of his palm, and flew towards Luo Ziyi's chest at lightning speed.

With Luo Ziyi's current injury, if this attack really landed on her, she would probably be killed on the spot.

Although the girl in the yellow shirt didn't see the face of the person who came, in this valley, she dared to come out and sneak attack herself to rescue Luo Ziyi, and she didn't need to guess that she knew that she should be a disciple of Qingyun Peak. At the same time, she also knew that if she didn't take this opportunity to kill Luo Ziyi, it was very likely that she would have escaped this catastrophe.

Judging from the fact that he can still launch such a ferocious attack, it is difficult for him to take advantage of it.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, two majestic energies collided violently. The entire space seemed to tremble at this moment, and the terrifying vitality energy scattered wildly from mid-air.

The loud sound in his ears made Luo Ziyi, who was seriously injured, sink in his head, and he almost fainted, but in the end he was forced to survive. Some turned his head to look aside in disbelief.

However, as soon as she turned her head, a storm-like energy rushed to her face, making her face change greatly. With her current situation, if these energies really fell on her, she would definitely not be able to withstand them.

But at this moment, her eyes lit up, and a sturdy figure quickly blocked in front of her, blocking all the attacks that fell towards her. After blocking these violent energies, this figure turned slightly, and blocked the attack sent by the girl in the yellow shirt. Then he stood quietly in front of her like this, staring motionlessly at the yellow-shirted girl who had retreated dozens of feet away.

The moment he saw this back, Luo Ziyi's figure trembled violently, his eyes suddenly dilated, and he was stunned in place, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The girl in the yellow shirt stopped her figure and looked forward with an ugly face, and she was also stunned in place at this look.

"Medium-term strength?" She stared at the young man in front of her in amazement, and exclaimed in disbelief. She never thought that the person who attacked her was not only not a disciple of Qingyun Peak, but his strength was actually in the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm.

Listening to the surprised voice from the mouth of the girl in the yellow shirt, Fang Yan smiled bitterly, didn't say anything, glanced back at Luo Ziyi, and asked softly, "Are you okay?" ”

Looking at this familiar face, Luo Ziyi looked at him in disbelief, and after a while, he asked with a shocked face, "...... How did you end up here. ”

Fang Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly, without further explanation.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in midair.

Fang Yan's face sank, he quickly turned around, waved his palms continuously, and the two human sword attacks flashed out from the tip of the sword, colliding with a majestic vitality flying in front of him.

"Boom!"

After two loud bangs, an astonishing force spread out from mid-air like water waves, and the weeds on the ground around them were instantly shaken into powder.

However, Rao is dialect fired two attacks in a row, but he still couldn't resist the opponent's attack.

The opponent's attack shattered his vitality and flew towards him quickly. It's just that this attack is much more watered down than before.

Fang Yan's face turned cold, and as soon as his feet moved, his figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, he appeared in front of this vitality, and a fist glowing with white light quickly stretched out.

"Bang!"

"Pedaling, Pedaling, Pedaling......"

A single punch shattered the attack, and he himself was knocked back four or five steps.

"I can't help myself." The girl in the yellow shirt looked at the staggering back dialect and sneered. But a solemn look flashed in his eyes. Although her attack was already a lot weaker, it was far from something that an ordinary person of mid-stage strength could withstand.

Fang Yan stabilized his body, looked at her expressionlessly, and said nothing.

However, Luo Ziyi, who was behind him, said softly at this time: "You go, you are not her opponent." ”

Fang Yan smiled helplessly, still not saying anything. He didn't know that he couldn't be the opponent of the person in front of him, but since he chose to stand up, it was naturally impossible for him to just leave.

Rao didn't expect that he would see Luo Ziyi here, and in this situation.

When he came down from the middle of the mountain, he happened to see the scene of the young man in blue and the girl in yellow shirt chasing quickly in the distance, and naturally he also saw Luo Ziyi being bounced out by the white mist and being injured by the vitality of the girl in yellow shirt. And he also recognized the identities of the girl in the yellow shirt and the boy in blue at a glance.

If it was someone else who was hurt, he naturally wouldn't have rushed out so stupidly. After all, he also knew that the strength of the girl in the yellow shirt was one level higher than him, and he would never be able to get anything good in her hands. What's more, if he shows up, he exposes himself.

He was very worried that the two men would not see that he had entered before them, and whether they would use this to link him to the death of the beautiful girl. Now he can't withstand the revenge of Lingqing Palace.

However, it was Luo Ziyi who was seriously injured, but it made him hesitate. You know, she has a great kindness to him.

But if he was to rush out like this, he couldn't be sure that he could save Luo Ziyi in the hands of this woman, he didn't want to put himself in it for nothing.

When he saw that she really wanted to take Luo Ziyi's life, he still gritted his teeth and rushed out. If he is really defeated, he will find a way to escape, and at his speed, it is not impossible to escape.

"She's right, you're no match for me." The girl in the yellow shirt glanced at Luo Ziyi meaningfully and said, "If you leave now, I can assume that you have not appeared." ”

Having said that, she was very curious in her heart, why the young man in front of her, who was only in the middle of his strength, would come out knowing that he was invincible. Looking at the tone of the conversation between the two, they seem to know each other. What kind of person is this young man, and he can actually enter this position.

"It's too early to tell if I'm your opponent." Fang Yan smiled indifferently and said, "If I'm not mistaken, your injuries don't seem to be light, not only that, you shouldn't have much vitality in your body, right?" ”

The girl in the yellow shirt narrowed her eyes, and her face suddenly became gloomy.

Seeing this, the corners of Fang Yan's mouth slowly curved. Naturally, it was impossible for him to see the other party's injuries and vitality, although he could see that the other party was injured, but he couldn't see the severity of her injuries. Those words just now were just his guesses. After all, he knew better than anyone else that if he wanted to pass through that fine sand, there would never be vitality in his body.

Judging from the change in the other party's face, he obviously guessed correctly. As long as the other party is injured, it is not impossible to save Luo Ziyi. Perhaps, it is possible to leave the other party completely.

Thinking of this, he glanced behind the girl in the yellow shirt without a trace, and after seeing that the young man in blue was still leaning there with a painful face, his heart settled down slightly.

"So, are you determined to keep her?" The girl in the yellow shirt asked coldly.

Fang Yan smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Behind him, Luo Ziyi stared at his back with complicated eyes, his lips moved a few times, but in the end he didn't say anything. But for some reason, the bitterness at the corners of her mouth was a little stronger.

Although she knew that the strength of the dialect was stronger than that of people of the same rank, she would not believe that he could escape in the hands of the girl in the yellow shirt.

"Arrogance." The girl in the yellow shirt was angry and said, "In that case, today I will let you see what is a strong strength." Even if I'm wounded, I'll kill you in the palm of my hand. ”

Fang Yan looked at her expressionlessly, but his face unconsciously became solemn, and he shook the short sword in his hand vigorously.

At this time, he didn't dare to use the bell, otherwise, he would have clearly told them that the beautiful girl had been killed by her.

"Give me death." The yellow-shirted girl snorted, her palms moved together, and two white lights flew out of the other party's hands with a whoosh.

Fang Yan's eyes narrowed, and he soon saw that these were two spiritual weapons. His heart tightened, and as soon as his feet moved, his figure became blurred, and he rushed towards his right hand. Swirling around the girl in the yellow shirt.

As he ran, his palms kept dancing, and majestic vitality poured out from the tip of the sword like raindrops, falling towards the yellow-shirted girl from all different directions.

The yellow-shirted girl's face changed, and she quickly ran to the side.

However, her speed was undoubtedly too slow compared to the dialect, and if she dodged, she would not be able to get out of his encirclement. The raindown of attacks came to her in an instant.

A look of anger flashed in the eyes of the girl in the yellow shirt, and she suddenly stopped, her hands danced rapidly, blocking the attacks that came in front of her one by one, but after only a moment, her face became ugly.

The vitality emitted by Fang Yan was an attack of human and sword integration, and although she was able to resist it, after a few rounds, the original little vitality in her body was about to bottom out.