Fang Yan's palm held the divine soldier tightly, but he didn't dare to make the next move. The sudden chill just now made him still feel palpitations. He knew that if he did something at this time, the chill that could make him unconscious in an instant would definitely strike again. At that time, it will be impossible to squeeze out a drop of essence blood, or to hold it.

After hesitating for a long time, his mind moved slightly, and the palm holding the hilt of the sword shone brightly, and a stream of fiery vitality energy continued to surge out of his body.

Almost at the same time, a cold and biting chill passed from the hilt of the sword, making his heart tremble, fortunately, with the blocking of those vitality, these chills did not hurt him much.

"Wow!"

A terrifying ripple of vitality emanated from the sword body, spreading out in all directions.

Fang Yan's pupils shrank, his palm held the divine soldier tightly, and the other palm quickly swiped in front of him, and a strong vitality energy appeared out of thin air in front of him, wanting to resist this vitality down.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

The two crisp sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the vitality he had just condensed shattered instantly, and immediately after, the energy shield emitted by the Ring Ancient Treasure was also defeated.

The furious vitality energy fell on Fang Yan fiercely.

"Bang!"

Liu Yinyin subconsciously looked away, unable to bear to look at it again.

Everyone of the three major forces couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, and glanced at the same door beside them, both happy and disappointed.

Even the Flame Leopard King in the sky showed a self-deprecating look at the corner of his mouth, extremely bitter.

For some reason, Luo Ziyi's eyes were staring straight at him, motionless, his expression was slightly moved, and even his breathing became a little shorter.

"Boom!"

Powerful vitality energy landed on the stone wall in the distance, and countless rubble fell down with a clatter.

"Ahem......"

A muffled snort sounded from mid-air, startling everyone, and when they looked up, their pupils suddenly dilated.

Fang Yan's whole body shook in mid-air, but his palm was holding the hilt of the sword, like a flag blown by a strong wind.

"Whew!"

A faint light rose out of thin air and enveloped him.

"Smack!"

As soon as this energy shield lit up, it shattered instantly, and the fierce and terrifying energy kept falling towards Fang Yan's body. I don't know if it's because his palm didn't move away from the hilt of the sword, and the attacks emanating from the divine soldier's body were actually continuous and not interrupted at all.

"Whew!"

The energy shield had just shattered, but it soon lit up again, and then shattered again.

Although the protective layer of the Ring Ancient Treasure is strong, it is obviously not worth mentioning under the attack of the divine soldiers. But it was precisely with this moment of buffer that Fang Yan's injuries had time to recover.

The attacks within the divine weapon kept releasing out, and the energy shield on Fang Yan's body was also constantly circulating between shattering and reorganizing. But no matter how strong the aura emanating from the divine soldier was, the palm of his hand holding the hilt of the sword was tightly gripped.

Everyone below was slightly moved, and their faces showed an incredible look.

The rugged young man from Yunxiaomen let out a long sigh for some reason, with a look of pity on his face. Why is such a person as Dark Dao his opponent, and why did he and him come to a life-and-death situation?

Luo Ziyi stood up at some point, looking at the similar figure, with a shocked look on his face for some reason, and his eyes were full of disbelief. After staring at the air for a long time, she suddenly turned her head to look at the unconscious Fang Tingting opposite, and then thought of what this cloaked young man had done to herself since he appeared, she seemed to have thought of something, and her body couldn't help shaking, and she almost fell to the ground.

Looking into the air, his eyes were moistened for some time, and a smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, a smile of relief, a smile from the depths of his heart. Then, she turned her head to look at Liu Yinyin and Ziling on the other side, as if trying to figure out what the relationship between these two and him was. If you look closely, you can still see a fleeting envy in her gaze.

"Huh!"

A piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded from mid-air, and immediately after, a terrifying aura visible to the naked eye erupted in mid-air, with the divine soldier as the center, roaring towards the surroundings.

"Poof!"

Fang Yan's body trembled violently, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then turned into a blood mist and dissipated in midair. Such a heavy blow still did not separate him from the divine soldier. His palm, still holding the hilt of the sword.

High in the air, the Flame Leopard King, who had been looking into the distance, had already retracted his gaze at some point, and looked down expressionlessly, his deep gaze had a hint of expectation. But only he knows how nervous he is at this time.

A sticky trail of blood trickled down the corner of Fang Yan's mouth before falling to the ground. The pale face of Snow revealed an extremely bitter expression.

After a while, he flipped his palm, took out a few pills in front of everyone, swallowed them directly, and then took a deep breath and continued to resist the stormy attack of the divine soldiers.

Almost at the same time as he took the elixir, the divine soldier suddenly trembled slightly, and then galloped towards the sky.

"Hmm......"

Caught off guard, Fang Yan only felt a sharp pain in his arm, and a tearing pain like a break instantly made his whole face twist. Before he could comprehend, he felt a whirring ring in his ears, and everything in front of him had become blurred, and he quickly retreated.

The Flame Leopard King's eyes radiated a bright light, and with a slight wave of his palm, an invisible energy shield instantly shrouded the sky above the valley.

"Choke!"

A clatter suddenly sounded, and the divine soldier who encountered resistance stopped without warning.

"Hmm......"

Without the slightest preparation, Fang Yan was directly thrown out, and then slammed into the energy shield sent by the Flame Leopard King, and bounced back fiercely.

If he hadn't had that Yuan Qi Spirit in his body, he would have been dead by now. It's hard to imagine how the former owner of this divine weapon had subjugated it.

"You still want to escape?" The Flame Leopard King quietly looked at the divine soldier who was only two or three feet away from him, and said lightly, "Do you think you can escape?" ”

"Wow!"

As if in response to the other party, the divine soldier's body shone brightly, and then trembled violently, turning into a white light and rushing through the valley, trying to shake off the dialect.

"Boy, the energy in its body has been almost depleted, and if you can keep it up, you will be its new owner."

The dialect that had the words of suffering suddenly heard a sound like the chirping of mosquitoes, which made him shake violently, and a dazzling light radiated from his eyes. The palm holding the divine soldier unconsciously tightened a little.

"Huh!"

A snort suddenly sounded, and the divine soldier stopped suddenly, and the dialect that was originally dragged by the divine soldier instantly overtook it, and then stopped violently as if it was pulled by something.

The hearts of everyone below were pounding. Before they could react, the divine soldier sped again, and the arm of Fang Yan, who had just stopped, was pulled hard, and his figure became blurred again.

After flying hundreds of feet, the divine soldier stopped sharply again.

"Ah......h

The dialect in mid-air finally couldn't bear such a terrifying pull, and suddenly let out an angry roar that resounded throughout the valley.

It's just that his voice stopped abruptly as soon as it came out, because the divine soldier moved again.

Ziling didn't know when he had woken up, staring at the air in a daze, motionless. Beside her, Liu Yinyin couldn't even bear to look at the air anymore, bowing her head and saying nothing.

In the valley, except for the sharp sound of breaking wind in mid-air, there was no other sound, and almost everyone's eyes stayed on the body of the person and the machine.

Luo Ziyi watched this scene silently, and inexplicably remembered the scene in the Qingyun Mountain Range many years ago in his mind.

That year, there was a teenager who was still indifferent in the face of the threat of several opponents whose strength was one level higher than him. Even if he was beaten half to death by the other party in the end, he still didn't let the other party get anything from him.

After a moment, she shook her head slightly, and an inaudible murmur came out of her mouth.

"After so many years, you haven't changed at all, and you are still so stubborn."

If Fang Tingting heard this sentence, she would definitely be speechless in shock. She...... actually recognized him, just by that familiar figure!

"Ahh

A deafening roar suddenly sounded in midair, and then, the vague figure dragged by the divine soldier slowly became clear.

Fang Yan gritted his teeth, mobilized all the vitality in his body, and concentrated it in the palm of his hand, trying to control the rapidly advancing divine soldier.

I don't know if it's really as the Flame Leopard King said, the energy in the body of the divine soldier is about to be exhausted, and under his full resistance, although the divine soldier has not stopped, the speed is obviously slow.

After being pulled by the divine soldier like this for more than half a quarter of an hour, Fang Yan's arms and even palms were covered with blood.

A drop of blood fell down the palm of his hand on the hilt of the sword, and then, two, three......

The divine soldier who kept moving forward suddenly and slowly stopped.

The dialect is close to a coma, but it is still struggling to hold on. This kind of pain is not something that can be repaired by the spirit of vitality.

High in the air, the Flame Leopard King's breathing became inexplicably short, and he looked down in shock, his eyes showed a look of disbelief, and after a while, he slowly closed his eyes, revealing a sentimental expression.

Looking at the stopped divine soldiers and the staggering and almost unconscious dialects, the people below looked a little overwhelmed. Not sure what happened.

However, this is a good opportunity to take advantage of the danger.

Just when someone was about to do something, a dazzling light suddenly lit up in the air, and everyone subconsciously closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, they froze.

The divine weapon and the dialect were gone, and at the same time, it was the unpredictable old man who disappeared.

(PS: This chapter is the most satisfying one I've written these days, I got the dialect of the divine soldiers, and then there will be greater challenges and crises, yes, the crises come from the three major forces!) It will be more exciting below~ Book friends who have recommended votes, don't forget to vote. ）