Chapter 294: Fierce Attack

Looking at the gaze cast below, Fang Yan's face was full of bitterness, his body shook, and he jumped down directly.

"Is that you?"

"Is that you?"

Hong Wu and Su Ying exclaimed in surprise almost at the same time after seeing the faces of the dialect clearly, looking stunned, but only a moment later, the expressions on their faces became excited at the same time.

Looking at the excitement on the faces of the two of them, the bitterness at the corners of Fang Yan's mouth became a little stronger. But he didn't do anything, just stood quietly in place, and glanced at Su Ying helplessly.

Even he didn't expect that he originally had an attitude of not mixing, but in the end, when he saw Su Ying's gaze at Su Bei before he died, he somehow couldn't hold back and rescued him.

"Boy, you are really bold, you dare to show up knowing that we are at this time." Hong Wu stared at Fang Yan with a happy face, and as soon as his feet moved, he wanted to walk towards him quickly, but after taking two steps, he seemed to think of something and stopped suddenly. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and glanced at the three black-clothed men who kept attacking Subei.

After receiving Hongwu's signal, the three black-clothed men immediately left Subei and walked towards the dialect with Hongwu very tacitly.

Su Bei, who had no pressure, breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a look of fear on his face. If the three men in black had held out for a few more moments, he would probably have died at their hands.

He turned his head to look in the direction where Fang Yan was, and when his gaze fell on the cautious Hongwu Four, his brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly looked towards Fang Yan, wanting to see who could make the Hongwu Four Cautious.

It's just that when he saw the strength of the dialect clearly, a look of disbelief immediately appeared in his eyes, and he looked at him with a look of surprise, obviously unable to figure out how a young man who was only in the middle stage of strength could make four people in the late stage of the Soul Condensation Realm feel like they were facing a great enemy.

But only a moment later, he immediately thought of something, his eyes lit up, and the expression on his face suddenly became excited, as if he had guessed the identity of the dialect.

"You...... How did you end up here? Su Ying looked at the dialect that was only two feet away from her, and after a while, she asked a little blankly.

"Happened to be passing by." Fang Yan replied casually, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Hong Wu, who was slowly stepping forward.

Su Ying's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something more, but when she saw Hong Wu, who was only three or four feet away from her, her face changed slightly, and she didn't say anything more, just looked at Fang Yan nervously, and she didn't know whether she was worried that he was not Hong Wu's opponent or that he would leave suddenly.

Hong Wu stood still three zhang away from the dialect, and then waved his hand at the three people behind him, and the three of them quickly dispersed, also surrounding the dialect in a triangle.

Interestingly, they were also three or four feet away from the dialect. Just now, when they surrounded northern Jiangsu, the distance was not more than a few feet. In their eyes, this young man whose strength is even lower than them is much more dangerous than that of northern Jiangsu, and the slightest carelessness will put his life in danger, so they naturally dare not be careless.

Seeing that the three of them were separated by such a distance, Hong Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and stared at Fang Yan with a surprised expression: "I didn't expect you to come out of that valley alive." ”

Listening to the meaning of his words, it was obvious that he had already known that the dialect had entered that valley, and he thought that among the hundreds of people who were guarding outside the valley at the beginning, many of them should have belonged to the Hong family.

Fang Yan smiled slightly, but did not speak, but twisted and glanced at the three black-clothed men surrounding him.

On the side, Su Ying stared at the few people in front of her, and then carefully retreated towards Subei.

Naturally, her movements did not escape the attention of Hong Wu and Fang Yan, but both of them just glanced at them casually and ignored them.

Su Bei was not lightly injured at this time, and even if he wanted to, it was impossible for him to escape far. Compared with what Su Bei was doing, he was more concerned about the net worth of the young man in front of him.

Looking at the smile on Fang Yan's face, a nameless anger rose in Hong Wu's heart. Obviously, it was the attitude shown by the dialect that stimulated him, and he couldn't bear the posture of this young man whose strength was far lower than his own and did not take himself seriously.

"Boy, hand over what you're on, and I'll leave you a whole corpse." Hongwu didn't want to talk any more nonsense, so he said bluntly.

"Just you? Do you want a spiritual weapon in my hand too? Fang Yan sneered and said, "Want my spiritual weapon? Come up and get it yourself. ”

With that, he flipped his palm, and a short sword appeared in his hand.

Hong Wu's eyes flashed with a brilliant brilliance, staring at the spiritual weapon in Fang Yan's hand, and even his breathing became short. Said: "Boy, if you know each other, you will hand over the spirit weapon yourself, do you think you can escape from the hands of the four of us with a spirit weapon?" ”

"Run?" Fang Yan smiled weirdly, "Why should I run away?" ”

"Whoosh!"

Before he could finish speaking, his palm was raised violently, and the short sword came out of his hand, rushing towards Hong Wu like lightning. And after throwing out the spirit weapon, his own body also shook slightly, turning into a blurred figure and rushing towards him.

"You're looking for death." Hong Wu was shocked and angry, obviously not expecting him to dare to do it to himself in such a situation.

The short sword castrated extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Hong Wu, and fell towards him fiercely with a fierce momentum.

"Get out of here!"

Hong Wu shouted angrily, his palm quickly raised, and a strong vitality that was bubbling with cold air radiated, blocking the short sword that attacked in front of him. Then the figure quickly retreated.

After the short sword came into contact with the vitality it emitted, its rapid forward speed suddenly stopped, and after a moment, a thin ice actually rose around its body, and its speed was greatly reduced.

"What are you doing in a daze? Kill him for me. As he stepped back, he couldn't help but roar angrily when he saw the three black-clothed men who were still stunned in place.

"Do you think you'll be able to walk this way?" Fang Yan smiled weirdly, and grabbed the spirit weapon frozen in mid-air by Hong Wu in his hand, and the speed under his feet soared. In a few flashes, he appeared behind Hong Wu.

"Boom!"

A man-weapon attack roared and pounced like a tiger out of the cage.

Hong Wu's face changed, and he forcibly stopped his retreating steps, and quickly condensed a strong vitality in his chest.

"Boom!"

As soon as this vitality was condensed out, the attack of the dialect slammed into it. After a loud bang, the two Yuan Qi disappeared into mid-air out of thin air, as if they had never appeared.

Looking at the cold air coming out of Hong Wu's body, Fang Yan frowned slightly, glanced at the three black-clothed people who were rushing quickly on the side, his eyes quickly turned, and then he raised his palm and threw the short sword in his hand again.

However, this time, after the spirit weapon was thrown, he stood quietly in place, not keeping up with last year.

"Do you really think that with this artifact, you can sit back and relax?" Looking at the spirit weapon that attacked again, Hong Wu was also a little angry, and was forced to retreat again and again by a person whose strength was far lower than his own, which seemed to him to be a very humiliating thing.

"I want to see how much you can exert the power of the spirit weapon with only mid-stage strength." Hong Wu's palms shook fiercely, and the vitality in his body surged out, condensed into a fist-sized yuan balloon in his hand in the blink of an eye, and then threw it directly towards Fang Yan.

"Huh!"

The cold Yuan balloon streaked through the air, and even the air seemed to be frozen and frozen.

"Choke!"

Almost at the same time as he threw out the balloon, the swift short sword rushed in front of him and stabbed him in the chest.

"Hmph, are you going to do that?" Hong Wu sneered, and raised his palm slightly, wanting to block this attack.

But at this moment, an inexplicable smile suddenly curved into the corner of Fang Yan's mouth, and his palm quickly flipped over.

"Jingle Bell ......"

A crisp sound resounded throughout the space.

"Hmm......"

"Poof......

"Ah......h

As this bell rang, there was a muffled hum all around. Because one of the father and daughter of Subei was injured and the strength of the other was too low, they were directly shocked by the sound of the bell and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Even if the three men in black were not injured, their heads were shaken by the sudden harsh sound, and one of them stumbled and fell out.

Hong Wu was no exception, before he could raise his palms, his body trembled violently, and the flickering cold vitality in his hands disappeared.

"No!"

After only a moment, Hong Wu came to his senses, quickly mobilized the vitality in his body to resist the harsh sound that kept burrowing into his ears, and then fell directly to the side, trying to dodge the oncoming deadly attack.

It's just that it's too late.

Before he could all fall, the dagger was already in front of him, piercing him without hindrance, leaving a two-finger wound on his body.

However, because of the movement of his body, although the short sword pierced into his body, it did not hit the vital point, and it was far from enough to kill him.

"Boom!"

Hong Wu fell to the ground, looking at the bloody wound in disbelief, and finally showed a look of horror in his eyes.

"Ah......h

At this moment, a miserable scream made him tremble again, and he turned his head violently to look, just in time to see a transparent blade piercing a man in black.

To his horror, the transparent blade stabbed at the other man in black. Although the man in black was scrambling to block it, where could he stop it.

"Ah......h

There was another scream, and the man in black fell down unwillingly.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, a vague figure suddenly appeared behind the last man in black, and the palm wrapped in vitality slammed into his back. so that he didn't even have time to scream before he died.