In a flat mountain forest, there was a sudden sound of fierce fighting, but the sound did not last long, and only stopped for a moment.

"Whew!"

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the ground in a little embarrassment, looked at the dozen people in front of him and said, "You almost won." ”

"But we're still eliminated." A young girl was a little frustrated.

"You've done a great job." Fang Yan rummaged through the space ring, and then turned out a bunch of intermediate yuan stones, "You can divide these yuan stones, one person should be able to divide one or two hundred pieces, which can be regarded as a reward for your performance this time." You've done really well this time. It's not easy for a dozen people to push me to this point. ”

"Thank you, Brother Fang." The crowd, who had been a little depressed, suddenly became excited.

Fang Yan waved his hand and said, "You can call me Senior Brother, after all, I am also a person who has left the sect." ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Fang." Everyone was overjoyed, calling Senior Brother Fang was obviously much closer than calling Brother Fang.

Fang Yan smiled and nodded: "Cultivate well, maybe we will meet in other parts of this world in the future." ”

"Really?" The girl from before looked at him excitedly.

"Of course, it's definitely possible." Fang Yan smiled, didn't mean to stay longer, and walked away directly. But as soon as he walked a few feet away, his face changed suddenly, he gasped fiercely, and ran wildly.

The dozen or so people sitting on the ground looked stunned, not knowing what was happening. But just a moment later, they looked at each other with a look of surprise on their faces, a little stunned.

In the distance, the crowd of black pressure quickly surged in this direction, and just listening to the movement, you could guess that this team would definitely not be small.

"Is it Brother Fang who appeared here just now?" Someone asked excitedly.

"He said let's call him Senior Brother Fang."

"Senior Brother Fang? Is it really him? The people who were running from a distance did not stop for a moment, and chased directly in the direction of Fang Yan's departure, and soon disappeared from their sight.

"This team ...... There should be a hundred, right? ”

"It seems to be."

"Can Senior Brother Fang hold on?"

The girl said, "If they catch up, he will definitely be eliminated." But whether they can catch up with him is still a question. When he was in Qingyun Peak, so many people couldn't catch up with him. My senior brother is very confident. ”

"That time was different from this time, we almost eliminated him just now, and now there are 100 of them, I don't think much of it."

The girl said, "Then let's wait and see, I don't believe they can catch up with Senior Brother Shang." ”

The dialect ran wildly, secretly complaining in his heart. A team of 100 people, no matter how rich his experience is, it is impossible to take advantage of them.

Just a few hundred feet away from the position where Fang Yan had fought before, the two teenagers who were still struggling to find something suddenly noticed something, turned their heads to look to the side, and then saw a somewhat embarrassed figure running towards them quickly. After seeing the two of them, the other party's face suddenly showed a helpless look, and he stopped and ran in the other direction, and soon disappeared in front of the two of them.

One of them was a little puzzled: "That person just now ......"

"Dialects?" Another exclaimed.

"Is it really him?"

"I'm sure." As soon as the man's figure moved, he tried to chase him in his direction. But before he had taken a few steps, he seemed to notice something, and looked in the direction from which Fang Yan had come. Soon, a black crowd appeared in their field of vision.

The two of them opened their mouths so wide in shock that they even forgot to chase the dialect. It wasn't until the team passed in front of them that they reacted and quickly followed.

On the way, things like this keep happening, and from time to time people join this chasing team, making this team bigger and bigger.

The game, it seems, has been upgraded.

It's just that the endurance of these people is still much worse than that of the dialect, and as time goes by, the distance between them and the dialect is getting farther and farther away. But because there has always been fresh blood joining, this team has been biting tightly behind him, and has not exceeded the distance of a mile. But because more and more people are tired, this line is getting longer and longer. In just half an hour, this team has already grown a hundred feet long. The number of people has doubled to 200.

Listening to the unabated movement behind him, Fang Yan had words of suffering in his heart, and his eyes kept searching around, hoping to find a high ground that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. With such a huge team, if he was really surrounded by them, he would not be able to escape from them unless he could put on his wings. The game had only been going on for more than two hours, and he didn't want to be eliminated so quickly.

What he didn't know was that above this mountain range, there were several Sect Elders who were secretly recording the progress of the game. He didn't even know that many elders now knew about his current danger, and they all set their eyes on him, wanting to see if he could escape the current crisis.

The game lasted for more than two hours, and finally entered the first exciting part. And this wonderful part happens to be presented by the dialect.

Looking at a mountain peak that was not too high in front of him, Fang Yan's mind turned around quickly, and then he sped up and ran along the foot of the mountain, this time, when he saw a disciple of the sect again, he did not make a detour, but greeted it. But the strange thing is that even if he did, he only flashed past them, and he didn't mean to make a move.

After searching like this for nearly a quarter of an hour, he finally found a boy about his own height. Before the boy could react, he ran straight over and tore off the strip of cloth on his shoulder, took off his clothes without saying anything, and ran away.

The whole process was so fast that the teenager didn't even react. By the time he reacted, the dialect was gone, and he didn't even know who had eliminated him.

The disciple who followed after him was also shrewd, and when he saw that the clothes of a fellow disciple were missing, he immediately thought of what he wanted to do, and instantly became much more cautious, but his expression became more and more excited. Being able to re-enact the scene in Qingyun Peak with Fang Yan, they also felt a sense of accomplishment.

Fortunately, they are not very old, they are much shorter than dialects, and even if they want to mix in, they can easily distinguish them, so they don't have to worry too much. If the dialect does appear in their ranks, it will be very recognizable.