Fang Yan ignored the strange gazes of the three of them, withdrew the short sword with a move of his palm, and then swung it fiercely towards the rugged young man's crumbling spirit weapon.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the rugged young man's spiritual weapon shattered with a thud, turning into several pieces and falling to the ground.

"Hmm......"

In the distance, the rugged young man looked at this scene, let out a cry of pain from his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and then his body shook violently, and he fell directly to the ground, without moving.

After destroying the spirit weapon, Fang Yan did not delay for a moment, raised his palm, and threw the spirit weapon at a black-clothed young man, while he used his own shadow to rush towards another black-clothed young man.

Obviously, he didn't want to let either of them go.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but for some reason, he finally swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and looked at the vague dialect with a wry smile, slightly distracted.

I haven't seen him for half a year, and Fang Yan's strength seems to have improved a bit, if he encounters the siege of these three people, even if he can't defeat them, there should be no problem if he wants to retreat.

He could see clearly just now that the action of the dialect attacking the rough boy could be described as smooth and smooth in one go. There is no slightest dragging mud and water, and there is no trace of stiffness. In the eyes, it is somewhat pleasing to the eye.

But Zhang Yang still remembers that the last time he met him, his movements were far less skillful. It seems that in the half a year that he disappeared, it should not be peaceful.

At this moment when Zhang Yang was stunned, the two black-clothed young men had already come back to their senses, and looked at the attack of the dialect with a solemn face.

Interestingly, after discovering the attack of the dialect, the two did not turn around and run away, but rushed towards each other very tacitly.

Obviously, both of them clearly know what kind of person they are facing, and with the speed of the other party, it must be impossible to escape from his hands. If they want to escape this fate, they can only work together. Otherwise, if the two of them flee separately, the fate of the rugged boy will be repeated in them.

"Whoosh!"

The two black-clothed young men also threw out the spiritual weapons in their hands as they ran towards each other. However, neither of them threw their spiritual weapons at the dialect, but at the short sword that was attacking them.

They knew that this was an intermediate-level spiritual weapon, and if they didn't block it and let it come to their front, they would have no power to fight back.

"Choke!"

The speed of the spirit weapon was extremely fast, and it was entangled in mid-air in the blink of an eye. Only a stabbing sound could be heard, and the short sword collided with the spiritual weapons of the two men in black.

Fang Yan glanced at the air, then sneered, his palm moved slightly, and several fist shadows flashed out from his palm, rolling and flying towards the two black-clothed people.

After attacking these fist shadows, his body flickered and disappeared in place.

The next moment, his figure appeared in another direction, and several fist shadows struck out.

In fact, with his current net worth, even if these two black-clothed teenagers work together, he can seriously injure them in the blink of an eye. It's just that the other two spiritual weapons on his body are snatched from the disciples of Lingqing Palace, and he doesn't dare to be too public.

Otherwise, if these two spiritual weapons were discovered, it would be useless even if he didn't admit to killing the disciples of the Lingqing Palace. Besides, the strength of these two people was not to be feared in his eyes at all, even if he only used a spirit weapon, he was completely sure that he could seriously injure them.

The two black-clothed young men looked at the few fist shadows flying towards them, and the corners of their mouths twitched fiercely, with a bitter expression.

They have been in this Qingyun Mountain Range for a long time, and they naturally know how powerful the dialect is in the fist shadow. Whether they can take this attack, the two are not sure at all.

It's just that at this time, they are already difficult to ride a tiger, and it is impossible not to take it.

Seeing that the fist shadow was in front of them, the two of them also took a deep breath, their palms danced wildly, and a strong vitality poured out of the two of them like flowing water, and then attacked the same fist shadow very intelligently.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Suddenly, there were bursts of muffled sounds, and the domineering Yuan Qi energy dispersed wildly from the junction of the three Yuan Qi to the surrounding areas, forming a fierce air current, blowing the dead leaves on the ground into the sky.

Under the combined attack of the two, Fang Yan's fist shadow was defeated before they even got close to the two of them.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the attack in front of the two of them was blocked, there was a piercing sound of breaking wind from behind, and five or six fist shadows lined up, galloping forward, and instantly arrived in front of the two of them.

The black-clothed young man was taken aback, his body turned sharply, and his palm, mixed with strong vitality, slammed down on the fist shadow that had arrived in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

But at the same time as the two of them turned around, there was a strange sound around them, and more than a dozen fist shadows appeared out of thin air, flying towards the two of them from all directions.

"Shhh

The two of them gasped violently, their eyes full of horror.

These dozen fist shadows have formed an encirclement and surrounded these two people.

The two men in black glanced at each other, then nodded fiercely, and swayed their palms wildly towards the front.

With so many attacks, even if there were two of them, it would be impossible to block them one by one, and if they stayed in place, they would definitely end up seriously injured. So, naturally, they were planning to aim for an exit attack.

Although the speed of the fist shadow is fast, the two of them are not slow, and they rushed out of Zhang Xu Yuan with one arrow step, resisting the fist shadow that was attacking quickly in front of them. Under the combined attack of the two, Fang Yan's fist shadow seemed a little vulnerable, and he was easily defeated by the two.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, behind the two of them, more than a dozen Yuan Qi with six implied strength slammed together, making a deafening loud noise. The powerful energy ripples scattered wildly, making the two black-clothed young men who were close almost unable to stand.

Although they dodged more than a dozen attacks of vitality, the two black-clothed teenagers still didn't dare to stagnate in the slightest, and coupled with the threat of the strength behind them, the two of them quickly rushed forward.

"Huh?"

But at this moment, the two suddenly felt a flower in front of them, and their bodies stagnated slightly. But at this time, a pair of white palms quietly appeared on the chests of the two of them.

"No!"

The two quickly came to their senses, subconsciously screamed, and retreated sharply.

However, it was too late.

Before the two of them could finish speaking, the palm of the hand on their chest suddenly radiated a white light.

"Bang bang!"

Six muffled sounds rang out one after the other.

At the first muffled sound, the two black-clothed teenagers only staggered back, but at the beginning of the second bang, their bodies began to slide out uncontrollably against the ground.

After six muffled sounds, the two of them had slid more than a dozen feet away, leaving a conspicuous mark on the ground.

"Poof!"

The two black-clothed young men fell to the ground almost at the same time, and a blood mist erupted from the mouths of the two people one after the other, and then the two fell weakly.

Attacking the two of them from the dialect, although it seems long, in fact, it is only for a moment.

"Smack!"

Just as the two of them fell to the ground, a crisp sound suddenly came from mid-air.

Fang Yan turned his head to look, and then he was stunned. The crisp sound turned out to be that the spirit weapon of one of the black-clothed young men was shattered by a short sword.

Reaching out to summon the short sword, he swung it at another spiritual weapon, shattering the other spiritual weapon alive.

After shattering the artifact, he looked down at the short sword, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The spirit weapons of the two black-clothed youths did not cause any damage to the short sword.

He was still a little worried before he did it, the dagger had already suffered some wounds in that valley at the beginning, and if it was damaged here again, its power would be greatly reduced.

Although he didn't have more than this mid-level spiritual weapon on his body, he was the only one he could take out against the enemy at present.

Luo Ziyi said that if he wanted him to destroy those two spiritual weapons, he naturally would not listen. He had finally obtained two more mid-level spirit weapons, how could he destroy them so easily.

In the distance, the two black-clothed young men couldn't help but show a look of despair in their eyes as they watched their spiritual weapons being destroyed.

Although it was only a low-level spiritual weapon, it was also exchanged for it at a huge cost. Now that it is ruined like this, how can they not feel distressed.

At this time, the two of them had already regretted it in their hearts, if they had known that there would be today, they would not have said anything to come to this troubled water.

Fang Yan walked quickly to the two of them and asked expressionlessly, "Say, why do you want to inquire about me?" ”

The two men in black glared angrily, staring at him deadly, without saying a word.

"If you don't say anything, I don't mind making your injuries a little worse." Fang Yan smiled and glanced at the two of them.

Touching Fang Yan's cold and piercing eyes, the two black-clothed young men couldn't help but shudder, as if they remembered that they had no capital to hate the other party for destroying their spiritual weapons, and hurriedly explained: "No...... It's not that we want to inquire about you, but we are also entrusted by others. ”

"By whom?"

"No...... I don't know. ”

"Are you challenging my patience?"

"No, no, we really don't know, we don't know the man's name." The young man in black explained in horror, and told the people behind the scenes who gave them benefits to besiege Zhang Yang.

After listening to their explanations, the expression on Fang Yan's face did not change, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

These three people, like the three people who besieged Fang Tingting, didn't know the details of the people behind the scenes, and they couldn't even say a little useful information.

It seems that the people behind the scenes are really cautious. Who the hell wants to find out about me, and what does he want to do?

Fang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold glint flickered in his eyes. After a moment, he took a deep breath, the expression in his eyes instantly returned to normal, and he smiled and looked at Zhang Yang to the side.