The two Yuan Qi only stayed in mid-air for a moment, and then quickly disappeared.

Not only was Fang Yan surprised, but even Ziling was surprised, obviously he didn't expect that they had already started fighting in secret, and it was so intense.

When was this? Just when he took that step?

Unlike the two of them, the other elders of Qingyun Peak just looked at their head a little anxiously, without the slightest hint of surprise in their eyes, obviously they had already seen that not only them, but also the dozen or so people from the sect looked very calm.

"The ...... of the Boss"

The white-haired old man frowned.

The head shook his head, signaling that he was fine, and then looked at the Flame Leopard King and said, "After so many years, I have finally met a strong opponent. ”

The Flame Leopard King didn't speak, and with a slight move of his palm in midair, a visible vitality fell sharply, and then turned into a long sword in his hand.

The face of the head of the sect instantly became solemn, and even his breathing was slightly short, I don't know if he realized the danger from this divine weapon.

The two of them had already fought just now, and they were barely tied, but the other party had a divine soldier in hand, and if he really wanted to fight hard, he would definitely lose.

It's losing, not killing!

Qingyun Peak has a thousand-year heritage, although it can't take out a treasure like a divine weapon, but there are still some other heavy treasures. It may not be possible to completely block the attack of the Divine Soldier, but it is still possible to counteract some of them. If this is the case, after this battle, I am afraid that all those heavy treasures will be wasted.

The dialect didn't give the other party more time to think, and said two words coldly: "Deliver people!" ”

As he said this, he moved his arm slightly, and without a trace, he pressed his palm against the back of the Flame Leopard King, instilling a vitality into his body.

It can also be seen from the blood spat out by the head of Qingyun Peak just now, the secret battle they had just now was very intense, even the other party had already vomited blood, and the Flame Leopard King must have been more or less injured.

The Flame Leopard King is his greatest reliance, and he naturally can't let people get hurt. Anyway, when he was in that ruins, the other party already knew the secret of the spirit of vitality, and it didn't matter if he directly instilled vitality.

Listening to his somewhat anxious voice, the head of the house looked at him expressionlessly and did not answer immediately.

Not far away, Sect Master Ye, who had been quietly watching, looked at the head of Qingyun Peak motionlessly, and did not say anything. If anyone could see his expression at this time, they would definitely be shocked.

At this time, his face was full of murderous aura.

"If it is delayed any longer, the elders who went out from Qingyun Peak should come back." Sect Master Ye said lukewarmly.

"Deliver someone!" Fang Yan urged again, his eyebrows full of anxiety.

The head of the sect glanced at him and said lightly: "If you want us to make friends just by saying a few words like you, then Qingyun Peak will no longer have to gain a foothold in this world in the future." ”

"What do you want?" Fang Yan frowned, as if he had guessed something.

"Since you want people, you naturally have to show a little sincerity."

"Sincerity?" Fang Yan looked disdainful, knowing what the other party wanted.

"You want this artifact?"

"The divine soldier is the most precious treasure in the world, everyone wants it, if you are willing to hand it over, it is naturally good." The head of the house said without being salty.

Fang Yan sneered, and was about to say something more, but Sect Master Ye on the side suddenly said, "He's stalling for time." ”

Fang Yan narrowed the corner of his eyes and glanced towards the Flame Leopard King.

The Flame Leopard King nodded, his palm moved slightly, and the divine soldier beat in his palm.

On the other side, Sect Master Ye snorted coldly, his body moved, and he rushed directly towards the head of Qingyun Peak, and at the same time, several other elders who left the sect also quickly found their target and rushed away. Divided up several elders of Qingyun Peak.

The Flame Leopard King frowned, then glanced at the white-haired old man who had been standing in the distance. It just so happened that the other party also looked at him.

The next moment, the figures of the two disappeared into thin air.

The two crimson spirit beasts and spirit foxes screamed softly, their bodies shook, and they also directly joined the battle circle.

In mid-air, only the three of Demon Feng and Fang Yan Ziling remained.

Sect Master Ye held a long sword in his hand, and kept stabbing towards the head of Qingyun Peak, and every time he stabbed a sword, a vortex of vitality appeared in mid-air. The whirlpool spread out in all directions, so that the space was constantly distorted, and if anyone approached them at this time, I was afraid that they would be torn to pieces by this distorted space.

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

In the distance, dozens of figures rushed in this direction, making Fang Yan inexplicably a little flustered, but the next moment, he settled down.

Because, the strength of the people who came was not high, a large part of them were soul realms, and some were even one or two levels weaker than him, it seems that this time because of the matter of the divine soldiers, most of the people in Qingyun Peak have already gone out to find his whereabouts.

"Let's go." Fang Yan's gaze soon saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and then his body moved, and he flew out directly from the back of the demon phoenix.

Ziling, who was already unbearable, almost followed him closely, with her temperament, if she didn't know that these people in front of her were not something she could deal with, she would have flown out a long time ago, and now that she finally saw that there was an opponent who suited her, how could she still be patient?

Demon Feng didn't know if he was worried about Fang Yan's safety, so he followed him closely and did not join the battle circle in front of him.

Not far away, dozens of figures rushing over didn't know if they were aware of the existence of the demon phoenix, their bodies stopped suddenly, and their faces became extremely ugly.

"Elder Zhong, long time no see." Fang Yan stopped when he was still three or four feet away from these people, and then looked at one of them with a frosty expression.

This person is none other than Qingyun Peak's Law Enforcement Elder, Elder Zhong! The same Elder Zhong who summoned him from the Qingyun Mountain Range in the first place, the Elder Zhong who wanted to put him to death.

Fang ...... Dialect? Looking at this young man whose strength was already no different from his own, Elder Zhong couldn't help but gasp. Long before they left, he had already received the news that Fang Yan was attacking Qingyun Peak, but now that he really saw him, he was still taken aback.

Because he didn't expect that the boy who he could pinch to death with one hand would grow up so fast. There were so many elders dispatched from inside the door, and they couldn't stop them.

"Choke!" A crimson long sword flashed out of Fang Yan's hand and stabbed straight towards Elder Zhong.

"What?" Elder Zhong was taken aback, his face was shocked, obviously he didn't expect that the other party wanted to kill him just after they met.

"Presumptuous!" On the side, the other two middle-aged men who couldn't see through their strength in dialect shouted angrily, and their palms lightly touched in midair.

"Huh!"

Two fist-sized rays of vitality appeared in front of him very abruptly.

"Smack!"

It's just that these two Yuan Qi just appeared, and they shattered directly as if they had encountered some powerful attack, so fast that they didn't even react to the dialect.

"Bang bang!"

Almost at the same time that these two Yuan Qi shattered, two violent Yuan Qi energies also appeared in front of the two middle-aged men out of thin air, and landed on them without hindrance.

After two muffled sounds, the two of them exploded directly, and then fell down like raindrops.

"Bang ......"

As if there was some trivial reaction, one muffled sound after another sounded one after another. And as these voices were exhaled, the dozen or so elders on the other side of the dialect also exploded one after another......

"Leave that to me." Fang Yan didn't have to think about it to know that it was the credit of the demon phoenix, but he didn't want to stop anything. Since Qingyun Feng wanted to keep them, he naturally would not show mercy.

"Keep one for me, too." Ziling's excited voice also sounded on the side.

As he spoke, Fang Yan had already appeared in front of Elder Zhong, and under the horrified gaze on the other party's face, the crimson spirit weapon stabbed out and fell into the other party's heart.

It was at this moment that Elder Zhong finally came back to his senses, a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and his body retreated sharply.

However, it was too late.

At the moment when he wanted to retreat, a transparent fist shadow containing nine fold power silently appeared behind him, and almost landed on him the moment he turned around.

"Bang bang bang...... Scold! ”

After a few muffled sounds, the crimson sword pierced into his heart without hindrance.

Elder Zhong's body stiffened, and he looked at the calm young man in front of him in disbelief, and then, his gaze slowly lost its brilliance and fell straight down.

He has been comfortable in Qingyun Peak for so long, although his strength and dialect belong to the same level, how can he be the opponent of a dialect that has experienced several life and deaths?

On the mountain peak in the distance, countless eyes took this scene into their eyes, and everyone's hearts trembled fiercely.

Fang Yan withdrew the spirit weapon expressionlessly, turned around and flew back towards the demon phoenix.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a gap was suddenly torn in mid-air, and immediately after, a figure fell straight down, like lightning to the woods below.

The next moment, the Flame Leopard King also dodged out of that gap, and in his hand, he still held the divine weapon.

The person who fell just now was actually the white-haired old man from before, and the white-haired old man who only nodded slightly when he saw the head of Qingyun Peak.

"Woo Woo ......"

Just when he saw that the white-haired old man was about to fall into the mountain forest below, the space below was distorted, and then two figures appeared very suddenly, and he was picked up in time, and then thrown lightly, the figure of the white-haired old man fell lightly on a flat ground in the distance.

The next moment, the figures of the two disappeared in place.

Almost at the same time, the Flame Leopard King's face changed slightly, and he took a step in mid-air, and his figure appeared strangely in front of Fang Yan.