The elder of the Lingqing Palace was shocked, and with a wave of his palms, a majestic Yuan Qi energy rushed out from his body, rushing towards the surroundings, and all the attacks were dissolved in an instant.

Then, his body moved rapidly, and he actually flew towards the dialect.

He knew very well that according to the current situation, the possibility of him wanting to get this divine weapon was very small, not to mention that if he could get this divine weapon, even if he could survive it was unknown. The alliance between Qingyunfeng and Yunxiaomen has already made him a little scrambling, if the Mi family and that mysterious person join the battle again, he will definitely die.

The only way he could save himself was to kill Fang Yan, killing Fang Yan before the Mi family and the mysterious man in mid-air did not make a move. As long as Fang Yan is dead, the divine soldier will be gone, and his crisis will naturally be resolved.

He believed that if there were no divine soldiers, no one would attack him again. There's no way he's going to get it anyway, and he's going to ruin it anyway. If he can't get it, others can't think of it.

"You dare!"

However, he had a good calculation, but he underestimated the determination of these people to get this divine weapon, how could they not know what he was thinking? How could he watch him destroy the divine soldiers?

As soon as his body moved, the two old men of the Mi family, who had not moved, shouted angrily, and their palms moved together. Immediately afterward, the figure of the Lingqing Palace Elder moving forward quickly stopped as if he had encountered some obstacle.

"You're looking for death!"

In mid-air, the mysterious man also shouted angrily, and his body moved, and he rushed straight towards him, and from the sound coming from his mouth, he was obviously very angry.

Looking at the few people who were attacking from all directions, the Lingqing Palace Elder was horrified, and without thinking about it, he rushed into the sky, and actually greeted the mysterious person in mid-air.

At the same time, an astonishing wave of vitality swept away from his body, and then, the space between heaven and earth quickly distorted, and in the next moment, a dazzling glowing vitality energy quickly appeared in front of him.

This energy came strangely, as if it had been forced out of a crack in the air.

As soon as this energy emerged, it burst out with a snap, and in mid-air, a series of sharp long swords roared towards the mysterious man, and a terrifying coercion spread from it, quickly spreading towards the surroundings.

"Poof!"

"Poof......

In the surrounding valleys, some people who were close and weaker were directly spitting blood and fainting under such terrifying coercion. Even some of the others who could barely resist these coercion were pale and trembling.

The coercion exuded by such an existence, even if it was just a small ripple, was not something they could withstand.

Fang Yan's breathing also became a little rapid, but the next moment, he noticed that the space in front of him was slightly distorted, and then, he clearly sensed that these powerful coercion disappeared.

He glanced at the mysterious man in mid-air, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was also a little puzzled by his identity. If he didn't guess wrong, the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, and he should have made a secret move.

Although these coercion made him feel a lot of pressure, it had not yet reached the point of death, and he believed that the people of Yunxiaomen should not waste their minds on him. After all, as long as he doesn't die, they should also want him to suffer a little more.

The mysterious man who was originally quickly facing the elder of the Lingqing Palace also stopped directly after seeing this attack, and his hands quickly formed a handprint in front of him.

One after another, the sharp long swords, under the gaze of many eyes, quickly approached the mysterious man. But just when these attacks were still nearly two feet away from him, a loud bang suddenly sounded in mid-air, and a white light like lightning rushed down from the air very abruptly.

"Boom, boom!"

Almost at the same time as this light appeared, a deafening sound sounded all around, and then white light poured down from the air like rain, and the scene was extremely shocking.

"Bang!"

A white light from the sky struck fiercely on the sharp sword that rushed by, and both the light and the sword exploded in an instant, and then disappeared into the air as light smoke.

Looking at this blow, it can also be seen that the strength of this mysterious person is not much different from that of the elders of Lingqing Palace.

The strange thing was that the Elder of the Lingqing Palace didn't seem to be surprised at all, as if he had long expected that his attack could not really help this mysterious person. It was at the moment when these attacks intersected in mid-air that he turned sharply towards the figure of the mysterious man, and rushed towards the distance, rushing nearly a hundred feet away in the blink of an eye.

The figures of Qingyun Peak, who were following closely behind, froze, and they stopped almost at the same time, their faces were a little gloomy. And at this time, the originally distorted space in mid-air also returned to normal. All attacks have vanished.

Everyone around them let out a long breath, a look of relief on their faces, and some of the people standing in front of them moved towards the back of the crowd in a cold sweat.

At the beginning, no one expected that such a terrifying battle would break out in this valley, otherwise, no one would have been so bold and so high. Originally wanting to occupy a good position to see up close what treasures these adventurous people would bring out of the ruins, they never imagined that this idea would almost cost them their lives.

They have no doubt at all that if they stay in this position, they are doomed. If the Lingqing Palace Elder had been stronger in that attack just now, or if they had been closer to them, whether they would have survived now was a matter of two things.

Seeing the Lingqing Palace Elder turning around and spraying wildly in mid-air, everyone finally understood that the Lingqing Palace Elder didn't want to entangle with that mysterious person at all with the blow he had just made, but just to buy time to escape. Thinking about it, he also knew very well that if he didn't run away, what awaited him would definitely be doomed.

But what is interesting is that after the elder of Lingqing Palace escaped from a hundred zhang away, he did not continue to flee, but just stood in mid-air with a gloomy face, looking at the few people here with a fire-breathing gaze.

The Yunxiao Sect Elder glanced over there, and after hesitating for a moment, he still gave up the idea of pursuing. After all, if you are too far away from the dialect and let others have an opportunity to take advantage of it, it will be more than worth the loss.

The two old men of Qingyunfeng and the Mi family obviously also had this idea, but they just glanced in that direction with expressionless faces, and they didn't want to catch up anymore.

Fang Yan looked at this scene coldly, did not speak, but had regrets in his heart. Regret finally let him escape.

He wasn't worried about the ownership of this divine weapon after he died, because he knew very well that it was almost impossible for these people to kill him by themselves. If the Lingqing Palace Elder really died, it would definitely be the result of the cooperation of many people. At that time, I am afraid that these people will think that he died at his own hands, and it is possible that they will be able to fight at that time.

Even if one of them was really lucky, he wouldn't be worried at all about killing the Lingqing Palace Elder with his own strength. Because he believed that it was impossible for the others to watch him hand over the divine soldiers to him, and in the end, there must be constant conflicts.

In fact, such a simple provocation is unlikely to be unthinkable to these people. It's just that the temptation of the divine soldier is too great, and someone has already taken the lead, so the others don't have time to think before they follow suit. Otherwise, whether this strategy of tongues can work is still a matter of two theories.

"Fang Xiaoyou, you said earlier that you were willing to sell the divine weapon to us, but can you still make a count?" After a while, an old man from the Mi family suddenly asked.

Fang Yan shook his head: "I said, whoever can kill him, the divine soldier will belong to whomever he wants." ”

Finally let these people fight, how could he just give up?

"Fang Xiaoyou, judging from the current situation, it is not easy to kill him." The old man of the Mi family narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Among the few people present, I'm afraid that no one will abandon you to hunt him down, it's too risky." ”

"Yes, unless you're willing to go with us, we can't just let you stay here." Elder Qingyunfeng echoed, but his face was a little gloomy, and he didn't know if he had thought of something.

The Yunxiaomen Elder didn't say much, just smiled faintly, and his gaze towards Fang Yan became brighter and brighter.

In mid-air, the mysterious old man didn't say anything, just stood quietly in mid-air like this, making everyone feel puzzled, puzzled by his origin, and puzzled by his intention.

No one knows if he is here because of the gods. No one knows if he has anything to do with the dialects.

Not only are the thousands of people around him puzzled, but even the four terrifying beings in front of the mysterious man are also puzzled. They could clearly see that this mysterious man secretly took action for the three of them to block the pressure emanating from the attacks of the Lingqing Palace.

Could it be that he really has something to do with dialects?

Whether it was Yunxiaomen, Qingyunfeng, or even the two old men of the Mi family, their faces were slightly dignified. The four of them all knew that if this person really had anything to do with the dialect, with his strength and that divine weapon, it would probably be impossible for these people present to leave here alive.

Whether they are related or not, no matter what, they can't let him get close to the dialect. The thought crossed the minds of the four of them almost at the same time.

Don't let the dialect have a chance to hand over the divine weapon to him!

"Fang Xiaoyou, if you are willing to sell the divine weapon to us, things will be much simpler." Seeing that the dialect was silent, the old man of the Mi family said meaningfully: "As long as you give us the divine soldiers, we can not only take you out of here safely, but also promise you a few conditions." ”