Fang Yan nodded, didn't say anything more, and quietly looked at the middle-aged man who was walking quickly, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged man stood still when he was still three or four zhang away from the dialect, looked at the dialect, and then said to Su Ying with disdain: "Miss Su, I don't know what you are doing when you come back this time?" Could it be that you miss your family so much that you automatically come back to reunite with them? How? Didn't Subei come? ”

With his strength, he could naturally see at a glance that Fang Yan was only in the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm, and he naturally wouldn't take it seriously to someone whose strength was one level lower than him.

Su Ying smiled and said, "What I'll do when I come back, you'll know soon." As for my dad, you probably won't get a chance to see him. ”

"No chance?" The middle-aged man was stunned at first, but immediately laughed and said, "Could it be that Subei is dead?" ”

Su Ying's face sank, and when she was about to say something more, the dialect on the side suddenly waved her hand gently. He didn't have the leisure to listen to the two of them taking advantage of the conversation here.

"Are you from the Hong family?" Fang Yan asked.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man glanced at him, and without waiting for a dialect to answer, he preemptively said, "No matter who you are, it is a mistake for you to enter here today, and unfortunately, I am afraid that you will not be able to get out of this town again." ”

Fang Yan smiled absently and said, "It's not up to you to decide whether you can get out of this town or not." What I want to know is, you should know where to put the Hong family's property, right? ”

"The Hong family's property?" The middle-aged man was stunned, a little confused. Not only him, but the crowd around was also at a loss, you look at me, I look at you, obviously they didn't understand the meaning of the dialect.

"Take me to the Hong family's property, and I may be able to spare your life." Fang Yan looked at him and said.

On the side of "Ah......, Su Ying, who could hear this, was also stunned, but soon came back to her senses, looked at Fang Yan anxiously, and looked like she wanted to speak and stopped.

"You don't have to worry, even if I spare his life, your father has a spiritual weapon with him, and he can also kill him." Fang Yan seemed to know what Su Ying was worried about, and whispered comfortingly: "Besides, I just asked casually, he definitely won't agree." ”

"Boy, you're looking for death." The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but finally reacted, and looked at Fang Yan angrily and funny.

"Just you? Want to get the Hong family's property too? It's up to you? Want to spare my life too? ”

"I'm here for the Hong family's property." Fang Yan said very seriously: "If you promise me, I can indeed spare your life." It's up to you to cherish it or not. ”

"Shhh

After hearing Fang Yan's words, everyone on the side gasped and looked at Fang Yan with a shocked face, as if they didn't expect him to come for this purpose.

However, although everyone was shocked, no one dared to say anything. The strength of the people present was all in the Yuan Qi period, and none of them could see through the strength of the dialect, after hearing his arrogant words, everyone guessed that he should have the strength to compete with Hong Wanquan. For a moment, everyone's gaze at Fang Yan became a little suspicious.

"Hahahaha......" the middle-aged man laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke, "just you?" A kid who only has the strength of the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm actually said that he came for the Hong family's property? Are you even qualified to spare my life? ”

"What? The strength of this talent in the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm? He's crazy? ”

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the crowd around him boiled with a bang, all staring at Fang Yan dumbfounded, their faces full of sluggishness.

"The strength of the middle stage is only in the middle stage, and he actually dares to speak wildly, and he is here for the Hong family's family property?"

"He's looking for death."

"Not to mention that he wants to get the Hong family's property, it's a matter of two things whether he can pass the current hurdle."

At this time, the guard of the Yuan Qi Stage who was in the canyon before also happened to rush over, and happened to hear the words about the strength of the dialect in his ears. He was still a little worried, and his gaze at Fang Yan became a little disdainful.

Listening to a mocking voice in his ears, Fang Yan's face did not change, but he quietly looked at the middle-aged man opposite. In his gaze, there was a flash of joke from time to time.

"So, you're going to pass up this opportunity?"

"Give up?" The middle-aged man stopped laughing, looked at Fang Yan with a hideous expression, and after a moment, he raised his palm slightly, "Do you have the ability to take my blow and say such a big thing again." ”

As his words fell, a white light flew out of his hand, targeting the dialect.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth curled slightly, and he took a big step forward, blocking Su Ying behind him, and then his palm condensed, and the vitality in his body quickly gushed out, wrapping his palm in the blink of an eye. Then he struck a hard blow at the Yuan Qi energy that had already arrived in front of him.

"Bang!"

Only a muffled sound was heard, and the Breaking Fist containing six layers of internal strength forcibly crushed the oncoming attack.

And after blocking this attack, Fang Yan's figure shook slightly, although he tried his best to restrain it, but in the end he still didn't hold back, and took a step back slightly.

"Huh?" Seeing that his attack was defeated, the middle-aged man was slightly startled, and his face suddenly became solemn, and he no longer had the contempt just now.

Others may not know, but he himself knows very well, in order to teach the young man in front of him a lesson, he used all his strength in the blow just now, and he is confident that he can kill him with one blow.

But what he didn't expect was that this young man, whose strength seemed to be a level lower than his own, actually blocked his attack. This was something he had never encountered before.

Not only him, but everyone on the side couldn't help but be slightly stunned after seeing Fang Yan block this blow, but that's all. They didn't look too shocked. Because they didn't know that the blow just now was a full-strength blow from a middle-aged man.

"Is this your attack?" Fang Yan stabilized his body, shook his somewhat painful palm, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

It seems that if he didn't borrow the spirit weapon, it would be impossible for him to block the blow of the later stage with his own strength. Although he took the blow just now, he inevitably suffered some trauma in his body, although it was not serious, but if it was not healed in time, it would be a big obstacle to his own actions.

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man was a little breathless, and his gaze towards Fang Yan became a little cautious. If it was in normal times, he would naturally not be like this, but at this time, he was the only person with late-stage strength in the entire Oolong Town. There is no room for him to have a half-point spread pool.

Fang Yan smiled strangely, and did not answer his words, but said: "Since you don't cherish this opportunity, then don't blame me for being unkind." ”

Before he could speak, his figure shook slightly, turning into a blurred figure and rushing towards the other party.

"What?" The middle-aged man was taken aback, and soon realized something, his palms danced rapidly, and in an instant, one after another fierce vitality energy flew towards Fang Yan like raindrops, forcibly blocking his forward steps.

In desperation, Fang Yan had to turn and retreat. If it was him, he could easily block these attacks. However, there is still the existence of Su Ying behind him, and if he continues to move forward, Su Ying may not be able to save his life.

However, he obviously didn't want to delay any longer, and with a flip of his palm, he actually took out two spiritual weapons directly.

"Jingle Bell ......"

"Bang Bang!"

"Hmm......"

"Poof......

As this bell sounded, the vitality energy that was quickly flying towards the dialect suddenly exploded in mid-air with a snap, and there were countless muffled snorts, falling to the ground, and vomiting blood all around.

Even the middle-aged man was staggering with a painful look on his face.

At this moment, a white light flashed in front of him, and before he could react, it disappeared into his body.

"Whew!"

With a soft sound, there was a two-finger-sized blood hole on the middle-aged man's body.

"Ah......h

The middle-aged man screamed and fell to his knees with a thud, his hands on his chest, wailing in pain.

From the dialect construction like a shadow wanting to attack in close quarters to the middle-aged man being injured, it was only a few breaths of time. In such a short period of time, some of the onlookers had even just fallen to the ground.

With a move of Fang Yan's palm, he put two spiritual weapons into the space ring.

Su Ying watched with curiosity as the two spiritual weapons disappeared in Fang Yan's hands, but she didn't ask anything more with great interest. Listening to the wails around her, she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

If it weren't for the dialect that protected her with vitality just now, she would definitely not be much better than these people on the side at this time. She had tasted the bell in the forest before, and now that she thought about it, she still had some palpitations.

"Now, are you willing to take me to the Hong family's property?" Fang Yan slowly walked to the middle-aged man's side and asked softly.

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man asked with a painful expression, Rao is he clutched his chest tightly, and the blood still kept flowing from between his fingers.

"How could you possibly have so many spiritual weapons?"

The dialect did not answer his question, and said in an accentuated tone: "Lead the way ahead." ”

"Boy, if you know each other, get out of here." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "You may not know, the patriarch of the Hong family has already advanced to the strength of the soul return realm, if you really dare to fight the idea of the Hong family, you will not even know how to die by then." ”

Naturally, he didn't dare to go to Hong's house with dialects, otherwise, if Hong Wanquan came back, he would also be dead.

Fang Yan chuckled lightly and said something that made everyone's faces change dramatically.

"Are you talking about Hong Wanquan? He won't come back, because, he's dead. ”