The old man in gray knew very well that if he stayed any longer, what awaited him would be the same fate as Bai Juchang. Although he knew that even if he went back, his fate would not be much better, but he still did not have the courage to continue to stay here.

It is definitely impossible for the master to let him go back, but at least, he still has a chance to survive, and if he stays here, he will die.

However, he understood this truth, why didn't Ling Jingyao understand?

Almost at the same time as he moved, Ling Jingyao also came back to his senses suddenly, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, flipped his palm, and a spiritual weapon came out of his hand, galloping towards the gray-clothed old man.

She wasn't stupid, and she knew that no matter what, she couldn't let him escape. Otherwise, Qingzhu Pavilion may usher in a catastrophe. The master of the Giant Spirit Gate is only one son, if he knows that his son died in the hands of Fang Yan, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Feeling the sharp sound of breaking wind behind him, the gray-clothed old man's face instantly turned pale as snow, and he had to take out a spiritual weapon from his body and sacrifice it.

As he threw out the artifact, he continued to speed up and ran wildly into the distance. Looking at him like this, he was actually planning to give up this spiritual weapon. Compared with his life, that spiritual weapon is obviously not worth mentioning.

However, the distance between him and Ling Jingyao was not far before, how could he escape?

"Whew!"

The space in front of him distorted, and a fierce vitality rose out of thin air, hitting the vital point in front of him.

The old man in gray was taken aback, his figure was forced to stop, and he shot to block the attack. After blocking this attack, he turned around sharply, his hands flew quickly, and he sent out more than a dozen fierce attacks towards Ling Jingyao, and then fled with his life again.

It's just that his strength is not much stronger than Ling Jingyao, how can these dozen attacks trap her?

Before Ling Jingyao could make any moves, a strong Yuan Qi energy appeared out of thin air, blocking these dozen or so attacks together. Chased after it again.

"Woohoo!"

One attack after another flashed out beside the old man in gray, and although it was impossible to cause him any damage, it slowed down his escape.

The old man in gray was anxious, and quickly glanced back, and saw that the dialect was no more than five or six hundred zhang away from him, and his heart was even more anxious. He knew that if he let the dialect catch up, he would not be able to escape again.

"Pavilion Master Ling, you have a lot of them, just spare my life. Rest assured, I will not divulge what happened today to anyone. In desperation, he actually opened his mouth to intercede with Ling Jingyao.

Ling Jingyao didn't speak, but the attack in her hand became more and more aggressive. She had been injured in his hands before, and now that she had this opportunity, how could she let him escape? She knows better than anyone that being merciful to her enemies is cruel to herself.

The gray-clothed old man hurriedly blocked it, and begged bitterly: "Pavilion Master, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will definitely repay me in the future." ”

Ling Jingyao still didn't speak, and the attack in her hand didn't mean to stop.

A look of despair flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed old man, and with a fierce gritted of his teeth, he actually stopped his body and launched a fierce attack towards Ling Jingyao. Looking at him like this, it seems that he wants to fight to the death.

Ling Jingyao's speed also slowed down, and she didn't hurry to block all the attacks he had launched.

The strength of the two is equal, if there is no spirit weapon that can be raided like the bell of the dialect, it is obviously impossible to cause any damage to the other party.

Therefore, although the attack of the old man in gray was very ferocious, it did not cause any pressure on Ling Jingyao. With her strength, it is not difficult to block these attacks.

"Ah......h

Seeing that he couldn't shake off Ling Jingyao, the gray-clothed old man suddenly roared, formed a strange handprint in his palms, and then pushed forward fiercely.

"Huh!"

A majestic Yuan Qi energy suddenly appeared on Ling Jingyao's side and smashed towards her fiercely.

Ling Jingyao's figure retreated sharply, her jade hand was lightly raised, and she turned slightly behind her, and the terrifying vitality energy stopped abruptly as if it had encountered some obstacle. Then it faded quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon disappeared into mid-air.

After the gray-clothed old man sent out that attack, his body moved, and he rushed towards the distance again.

However, as soon as his body moved, he stopped suddenly, and his face became extremely ugly.

In front of him, a thin teenager stood there silently, looking at him coldly.

The old man in gray made eye contact with the other party, and for some reason, he unconsciously shivered. At this time, he naturally would no longer underestimate this young man. By this time, he already knew that the young man in front of him was far from what he seemed on the surface.

It's a pity that all this was known too late. Or rather, he would rather not know this. He knew that the price to pay was too great for him to afford.

"Elder Fang, do you have to kill them all?" The old man in gray wanted to cry without tears, although he squeezed out a smile on his face, but this smile was even more ugly than crying.

Fang Yan didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

"I can assure you that I won't divulge a single word about today." Seeing that Fang Yan did not attack immediately, a glimmer of hope rose in the gray-clothed old man's heart, "As long as you let me go, I can tell the door master that the young door master died in the hands of the demon beast." ”

"You think I'll believe you?" A sneer flashed at the corner of Fang Yan's mouth, and he said, "Why didn't you think so when you launched your attack before? ”

The gray-clothed old man was anxious, and hurriedly said, "Elder Fang, if you really don't believe me, I can leave the Giant Spirit Gate right now and join your Qingzhu Pavilion." ”

In order to save his life, he even did not hesitate to betray the Giant Spirit Gate. For him, it doesn't matter what he says at the moment, the important thing is to save his life first.

The sarcasm at the corner of Fang Yan's mouth became more and more intense, and then he took a long breath, and after feeling that the injuries in his body had fully recovered, he sneered, moved his palms together, and directly sacrificed the two spiritual weapons.

This old man in gray must die, and if he says the flowers, he will not let him go. Because, he can't afford to take the risk. Now, he can't afford the wrath of the Giant Spirit Gate.

If he really let the Giant Spirit Gate know that Bai Juchang died in his hands, he would probably have to flee this sea area overnight. If it was him, even Ling Jingyao would probably not be able to survive in this sea area anymore. Otherwise, their fate may be much more miserable than that of Bai Juchang.

I have to say that he took too much risk, and if he was careful, he would put himself in a situation from which he could not recover. However, even if it had already happened, he could not afford to think about it any more. If he was given another chance, he would do the same.

He had already given Bai Juchang a chance before, and since he was going to turn back again, he couldn't be blamed. Now that the two have met, it is destined that one of them will stay here forever.

He didn't want to stay here, so he had to let the other party stay here.

Looking at the two hurried spiritual weapons, the glimmer of hope that the gray-clothed old man had just risen up was instantly shattered. Gritting his teeth, his body moved, and he fled directly in the other direction.

"Huh!"

However, as soon as his body moved, an attack rose out of thin air, forcibly blocking him back.

"Woohoo!"

After a moment's delay, the spirit weapon had already arrived in front of him.

The gray-clothed old man gasped violently, and hurriedly blocked the two spiritual weapons.

The moment his palm came into contact with the spirit weapon of the past two years, his heart shook violently again.

Where can such an attack be exerted by a person with early strength?

"Huh!"

As soon as he blocked these two spiritual weapons, a fierce vitality energy appeared on his side out of thin air and smashed towards him.

"Get out of here!"

The gray-clothed old man let out a loud shout, his palms waved wildly, and one after another strong vitality energy kept rushing out of his body, forming a transparent energy shield, blocking all attacks that attacked him.

Fang Yan quickly glanced around, and his palm was sharp, and the fist shadows containing nine layers of internal strength poured out like raindrops, rolling and flying towards the gray-clothed old man.

At the same time, Ling Jingyao was not idle, her jade hand was light, and she also sent out one after another fierce attacks.

Both knew that they had to hurry up and get rid of him and get out of here.

If someone suddenly intrudes into this area, things will be completely out of their control.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

One after another ferocious attacks kept hitting the energy shield issued by the gray-clothed old man, Rao is energy shield was condensed with all his might, but he still couldn't resist the simultaneous attack of the two dialects.

"Smack!"

Only a moment passed, and the energy shield shattered with a thud.

More than a dozen attacks smashed on him mercilessly.

"Poof......

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of its mouth.

"Whew!"

A spiritual weapon stabbed him to the core.

The corners of the gray-clothed old man's mouth suddenly showed a self-deprecating look, as if he didn't expect that when he came back to look for Ling Jingyao, it would be like this.

"Boom!"

He fell straight into the water below.

Fang Yan's body moved, fell rapidly, and quickly groped around him for a while, and after taking out the two cloth bags containing the demon pill and the yuan stone, he directly destroyed the corpse.

Then, his body moved, and he flew towards Bai Juchang's position in the distance.

In order to stop the gray-clothed old man just now, he didn't have time to search out the things on Bai Juchang's body.

Ling Jingyao stood in place, carefully looking around, and after making sure that there was nothing abnormal, she flew towards Fang Yan.

"Let's go!" The dialect quickly rose from the sea below, and without saying a word, he rushed away into the distance.

Ling Jingyao naturally didn't have any opinions, and the two of them flew into the distance one after the other.