The dialect who was about to self-detonate the thunder sword didn't know what was going on with the witch's guardian, but he knew that he didn't need to self-detonate the magic weapon anymore, and the black line that was almost up to his body actually swooped back, and after killing, the battle-hardened dialect urged the Great Wu Sword Formation to slash forward, but instead of rushing at the two distracted monks, he slashed towards the black mist on one side.

"Little thief dare?" Fang Yan's movements could not hide the two distracted monks, and as soon as they got up, they heard two shouts, and two powerful powers attacked him, and the momentum was amazing.

Wu Eighteen, Wu Xi, neither expected this kind of thing, let alone Fang Yan, a Yuanying monk, in the face of the siege of his two distracted monks, and when he was almost killed just now, he would actually make such a decision, I don't know whether he wanted money or his life, or his heart was calm to such a point, seeing that Fang Yan actually went directly towards the only remaining half of the Dao Divine Tree, and even urged the attack

It's just that the dialect in the starlight didn't pay attention to the bombardment of the two at all, and forcibly urged the star burial robe to be bombarded again, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, if someone can see the face of the dialect at the moment, they can see the pale face, and the breath is much weaker, even if the strength of the dialect is more than the Yuanying Great Perfection, but it is only a moment's effort, and the loss of three mouthfuls of essence blood in a row is also a great damage, and it will not be able to recover for ten or eight years.

But Fang Yan is fighting hard to consume his own essence and blood, urging the Great Wu Sword Formation to slash straight down, after a shocking sword light flashed, the black fog even if it flew away, Fang Yan's previous thought was not wrong, the biggest means of these two distracted Great Monks was the two phantoms, but this black fog defense was not on the table, maybe it was enough to face other Yuan Infant Monks, but in the face of the sword light bombardment of the Great Wu Sword Formation that was close to the power of the spirit weapon, but it was blown away at once, and a bone ring was broken into two and fell, revealing half of the Dao Divine Spirit Wood.

Without a pause, Fang Yan stretched out his hand and fished it out towards the Qi Yan Tong Wood, and in an instant, he put the half-cut Yan Tong Mu that he had planned to give up into his hand, but Fang Yan did not put it into the Qiankun pot and put it away, but held it in his hand and raised it in the direction of the two distracted monks, and asked loudly: "Senior, don't blame me if you accidentally destroy it." ”

Originally, two plants had already been collected, especially one with the Dao Divine Fruit hanging on it, and the last half was not so precious in Fang Yan's heart, at least it couldn't be compared to the threat of the two Distraction Great Cultivators, but Fang Yan left half of the Dao Divine Wood to attract the distraction of the Distraction Great Cultivator, so that he could have a chance to fly away, and Fang Yan didn't mind taking everything in his hands.

Because Fang Yan is clear, don't say that his body is damaged now, that is, when he is intact, he also needs to pay a lot of price if he wants to leave calmly in front of the two distracted monks, but just now Fang Yan blocked the other party's killer blow, although he damaged two mouthfuls of essence blood, but he found out the power of the two distracted monks, and he had confidence in his heart, and he also had the capital to negotiate.

Seeing that Fang Yan held a section of the Dao Divine Wood in his hand undefendedly, Wu Eighteen Wuxi hurriedly stopped the attack that had just been urged, and for a while, he also received a little backlash, and then looked at Fang Yan's calm face, grasping the appearance of ten, the two distracted monks were churning in their hearts, and they almost vomited blood.

If Fang Yan directly put away the spiritual object, the two of them would definitely not hesitate at all, and they would kill with all their might, but now Fang Yan put on a negotiation posture, and did not hesitate to use the Dao Divine Spirit Wood as a cover, but it was difficult for the two of them to make a move for a while, and they wanted to attack again.

"Boy, do you think this piece of spirit is a talisman?" Wu Xi said with squinted eyes, and at the same time, the mana flowed slightly, as if he was about to bombard again at any time.

"Is it insincere for the seniors to say this? Then let's come next, as long as the seniors are free, I will definitely accompany them. Seeing that the other party lacked confidence, Fang Yan didn't care about showing weakness in front of the other party, and casually threw two pills into his mouth.

"You?" Wu Xi choked back.

Wu Eighteen's face was also very ugly, the two of them were not only worried about the destruction of this Dao Divine Tree, just looking at the Fang Yan actions, and then looking at the three formations that still had remnants over there, Fang Yan must still have the Dao Divine Wood on his body, but now Fang Yan is really invincible to the two, if the iron heart is cut off and destroyed, it is not impossible, the most important thing is that the two distraction cultivators are not very sure that they can break the high-grade spiritual weapons outside Fang Yan's body, especially when the scorpion has not been able to bombard it with a single blow just now.

For a while, the three people in the Lingtian did not speak and quieted down, but everyone did not relax at all, and they all stared at the opponent, hoping that the opponent would show some flaws.

"Are you the dialect of the Heavenly Star Sect?" After half a sound, looking at the dialect that had swallowed the pill, his expression eased a lot, but Wu Eighteen spoke.

"Well, the seniors still know my name?" Fang Yan was slightly stunned, he was just a Yuan Infant Monk, although he had an agreement with Wu Cicada, but it would not let all the distracted monks of the Wu Clan know.

"You are the dialect, how can you have the guardian of the witch on you?" Hearing the conversation between the two, Wuxi exclaimed again, and when the rune fluctuations flashed on the dialect's body before, he exclaimed, but in a flash of light, the dialect had a later move, and it was not until this moment that Wuxi reacted again.

"It seems that I am really a bit of a thin name, and the witch guardian you are talking about is this rune?" Fang Yan's mind moved, and a faint rune appeared.

Just now it was this rune that blocked the black line that had reached the body, and this rune was something left on Fang Yan after Wu Cicada Ming helped Fang Yan, and Wu Cicada Ming also made Fang Yan understand this rune, saying that it was beneficial to the cultivation of Sanskrit Technique Forging Technique.

It's just that in the past few years, just a few exercises of the Heavenly Star Sect have consumed most of the time, except for the blood of the Wu Ancestor obtained from refining the Baiyuan Sect, Fang Yan has not practiced much of this body refining technique, and he has not understood the rune much, that is, the magic weapon of the Wu clan, and the bone staff of the middle grade spirit weapon level has been thrown in the Qiankun pot without sacrifice.

As soon as Fang Yan flashed the runes, he saw that the two distracted monks on the opposite side had changed their faces.

"It was left by the master himself?"

"Is it the method of the cicada song?"

The two distracted archmonks said one after another, with a hint of strange emotion in their tones.

Hearing the sound of the two muttering to themselves, the dialect was also slightly paused, the master and the cicada master in the mouths of these two people undoubtedly said that the witch cicada was undoubted, but they did not expect this kind of connection, no wonder they had heard of their own name, except for the witch cicada, the entire Wu clan had never dealt with anyone.

It seems that the rune called the Witch Guardian on his body is still quite exquisite? Seeing the shocked appearance of the two, Fang Yan's heart moved slightly.

There is no doubt that the two people in front of him are the nephews of the Wu Cicada Ming's nephew dialect, but the dialect did not relax at all, still only staring at the two distracted monks opposite, in the face of high-level magic weapon spiritual objects, cannibalism in the same door, Fang Yan has also seen a lot, but in his hand is the Dao Divine Wood, and there is also the Dao Divine Fruit in the Qiankun Pot, this level of spiritual objects, even if they are more familiar with the people, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be tempted, not to mention the Witch Cicada Ming, in fact, the dialect is not a deep friendship, this time I plan to go to the West Pole City to make an appointment is only because the Witch Cicada Ming came to protect himself, and later he waited for himself in the Heavenly Star Sect for more than ten years with distraction cultivation, although he was free for the purpose, but this love dialect is still in my heart.

"Take half of what you have, and let it be done today." After a moment, Wu Eighteen said slowly.

Dialect admits that the affection is only the love of Wu Cicada, and there is no half point for others, hearing Wu Eighteen open his mouth, he wants to make a general profit, and the bandit-like tone, Fang Yan sneered: "Seniors look at me as a three-year-old child?"

"En?" Wu Eighteen originally asked for a sky-high price, waiting for the dialect to land and repay the money, but his nasal voice snorted slightly.

"Take out a considerable amount of chips to exchange, otherwise you will rely on your strength to grab it and see if it can be as your predecessors want. Fang Yan said neatly, although his breath was still weak, his momentum was not inferior to his opponent.

"Good, good, so crazy. Wu Eighteen was refuted by the dialect continuously, his face was very dull, he drank a few words in his mouth, and was about to speak again, but suddenly noticed a fluctuation around him, although it was slight, but it was clearly recognizable, and the three people who were holding each other immediately swept out.

After an instant, the three of them shouted in unison: "Space collapse?"