The boy flew over the dense forest, rows of emerald flew by, the boy stepped on the branch, his chest and waist at the same time, and at the same time opened his mouth to slowly exhale, and he could jump several meters away in one step.

Fang Yan's mastery of the breathing and breathing method comes from the three chapters of blood gathering, although it is not like the exercises to practice qi to improve the realm, but it is still beneficial to cultivate the mind and calm the mind, this method Qin Wuwei did not mention in the book, the boy was taught and learned by Qin Wuforget's clone in this small world of Fang Fantasy.

The young man walked for half an hour, his body suddenly sank, and one hand grabbed the branch and took advantage of the momentum to land. He took out a black mark from his arms, closed his eyes and spit it out, and at the same time, the red light on his body flowed, and the Yanshu Tianjiao Gong worked to the extreme, and the silk qi and blood condensed into a ball, and when it was condensed, it was the time to break through the seventh blood aperture.

After half a ring, the light on the black mark faded, and the young man took the black mark, got up and pulled his waist, and continued to walk west.

After a while, the young man's body slammed, his eyes were extremely fierce in an instant, he bent down, covered his body with blades of grass, and looked through the gap. On a small grass, the bones were exposed, like a fierce beast corpse lying horizontally, with bones all over the ground, several women in white stood there, their sleeves blown by the wind, a plain long sword in their hands was pressed upside down behind them, and in front of them were several figures paralyzed on the ground.

Fang Yan's eyes shrank, and from the tokens scattered on the ground, it could be vaguely seen that these disciples were actually fellow disciples of the Flower Bone Sect, and even a few of them he felt familiar, among them, there were even powerhouses in the middle courtyard who were no less than the seventh layer of condensation, these women were not only graceful, but also very vicious, not to mention that these people on the ground had their hands and tendons and tendons broken, and there were even a few birds and monsters pecking at their bodies, showing a miserable appearance.

The first woman with slightly noble clothes is curvaceous, her eyebrows and eyes are as soft as silk, and she is holding a long sword in her arms, and the hilt of the sword is just pressing a wave on the woman's chest. The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, playing with a few black marks in her hand as if she was smiling, and under her feet was a woman with blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, it was actually Deng Jia, the Tianjiao of the North Courtyard, as a seventh-layer monk of condensation, her clothes were torn at the moment, revealing a large piece of spring light, her hair was even more scattered, and her eyes showed struggle, daring to be angry and not daring to speak.

"Hehe, this group of men who are interested in seeing the color really think that they are iron-clad heroes, and they can't help heroes to save beauty, and they end up with no personal wealth. The woman in the gorgeous costume smiled with undisguised sarcasm, and raised Deng Jia's chin on tiptoe, "You men from the Flower Bone Sect are all waste?"

Fang Yan coldly hid in the dark and watched all this, those disciples who died were afraid that after seeing Deng Jia's appearance, they would burst out with pride and pride together, so they jumped out without thinking and wanted to be in the limelight, but they were interrupted by the terrifying woman in Chinese clothes, and died on the spot.

The young man raised his eyes and saw a few birds hovering in the air, the qi practitioners of the Hundred Bird Sect are good at keeping birds in captivity, and the means of controlling beasts are only higher than those in the North Courtyard, and several birds form a large net of vision coverage in the air, and any wind and grass can be found at the first time, and there is nothing to hide from secretly saving people. Fang Yan hesitated, although Deng Jia was a fellow disciple, he wanted to harm himself in the Hundred Demon Forest, Fang Yan sighed lightly and fell into a dilemma.

At this time, a sharp wolf roar came from a distance, the voice was distant and provocative, these women in white were stunned, several giant wolves jumped out of the grass, their front paws clasped the protruding animal bones on the ground, and a silver-haired young man stood on the shoulders of a broad-shouldered head wolf, "Bei Mochen?!" Deng Jia was stunned and recognized the person who controlled the wolf.

"Oh, another day of the North Courtyard of the Flower Bone Sect has also appeared. The woman in the Chinese costume glanced down at Deng Jia, then looked at the wolf driving boy, and said with a smile.

The silver young man's blue eyes swept over the woman below, deliberately stayed on the chest of the woman in the gorgeous costume for a moment, and finally looked at Deng Jia, "Hahaha, you Deng Jia also have today." As soon as the boy spoke, he was stunned by the women.

"You bully her casually, I just pass by, don't fight with women. He looked arrogant, and he really didn't mean to make a move.

The woman in the Chinese costume who was taken advantage of was not annoyed, but chuckled lightly, "What a warlike young man who doesn't fight women, how can I come and leave as soon as you say I can come!" She made a gesture, and the rest of the disciples of the Hundred Bird Sect except for the woman in Chinese clothes held a sword in one hand, stretched out two fingers with the other hand and put it in their mouths, blowing a loud whistle, and the birds hovering in the air hissed and swooped down, pounced on the wolves.

"Hehehe, what you said is wrong, this is not your Hundred Bird Sect chassis, why don't you let me go. The silver-haired boy laughed, snapped his fingers, and several wolves shook their silver hairs, rubbing their sharp teeth and borrowing the bones of the beasts on the ground to take off into the air, and strangled with the birds.

"It's me, the newly tamed wolves, who are bullying you Hundred Bird Sect, it's not that I'm bullying women, there's no bad rules. The silver-haired boy was expressionless.

Birds chirp and wolves roar, it's a mess!

Opportunity! Fang Yan's eyes were shining, the air was out of surveillance, and those disciples were preoccupied with dealing with the beasts, which was a good opportunity to save people. The young man's body rushed out like lightning against the ground, and the wind escape technique unfolded, first save Deng Jia, the Flower Bone Sect has suffered heavy casualties now, if it loses Deng Jia again, I am afraid that it will be left behind by the previous few major sects. Fang Yan decided to settle the grievances between the two of them later, and when the time came, whether the latter was dead or alive would not be under Fang Yan's control.

The woman in the Chinese costume holding the sword in her arms was wary of Bei Mochen at the moment, and she didn't notice Fang Yan's side, but Deng Jia on the ground saw the young man rushing over, was stunned for a moment, and then screamed: "Fang Yan!"

The women of the Northern Desert Chen and the Hundred Bird Sect were stunned for a moment, and countless eyes instantly noticed Fang Yan's place.

teammates!

Fang Yan almost blurted out and scolded Deng Jia, the woman in Chinese clothes looked at Fang Yan and smiled slightly, the latter's eyes shrank, and her body exploded in an instant, and at the same time, the woman in Chinese clothes disappeared from Deng Jia's body, and when she reappeared, she was stuck in front of Fang Yan, the long sword was removed from the abundance on her chest at some point, and came out of its sheath, and the woman smiled and said, "Little brother, my sister is here to play with you for a while." ”

Fang Yan was terrified, the woman's sword body was attached to Fang Yan's clothes, and with a turn of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, the young man's clothes were instantly split open, if it weren't for the young man's right arm blocking the front, the fire demon crocodile scale armor and the sword body brought out a spark, I am afraid that the body would also be injured by the cold sword.

The young man who landed on his back supported the ground with both hands, Yan Shutian Jiaogong was running wildly, his qi and blood were pulled to the extreme, his body rushed backwards, and he imprinted two handprints on the ground, and at the same time twisted his body in mid-air, grabbed the branch with one hand, and jumped into the forest. The woman in the Chinese costume sneered, put the sword into the sheath, put her hand in her mouth and whistled, and suddenly a bird rushed down and chased towards the place where Fang Yan had fled, and the woman jumped on the branch and rushed into the green forest with the bird.

After that, Fang Yan and the woman fought in the woods.

......

When Fang Yan jumped into the woods, Bei Mochen's eyes lit up and shouted, "Fang Yan, come and fight!" was saved by Fang Yan before, and his thoughts of fighting Fang Yan were even more urgent.

The silver-haired young man fell from the beast bone at his feet, and rushed towards the direction where Fang Yan had escaped, and when he encountered the disciples of the Hundred Bird Sect blocking the way, he flew violently with the aura of the eighth layer of condensation. When passing by Deng Jia, he hesitated and ignored the latter.

Deng Jia sat up and looked at Bei Mochen who was staring at Fang Yan's disappeared position, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a strange look. She pinched the trick with both hands, and slapped it at the back of the heart of Bei Mochen!

The silver-haired boy didn't expect Deng Jia to suddenly attack him, but the vigilance of the eighth-layer cultivation still made him force his body to turn around, and with a fist sideways and his arm to block the palm, his body drew several meters. "Deng Jia, what are you doing!" the silver-haired young man said angrily.

The disheveled blue-haired woman sneered and got up, and the boy noticed two tokens pinned to the sides of the woman's dress. On the right, one of the symbols of the Flower Bone Sect is split from the center, while the token on the other side is painted with a bird pattern. Bei Mochen was stunned, and then his face changed greatly, "You...... You're a traitor!"

The woman's eyes, who had deliberately disrupted her breath earlier, narrowed her eyes, as if she was sarcastically mocking the young man. The silver-haired young man understood that the scene just now was basically a scene between her and the Hundred Bird Sect, the purpose was to attract those disciples of the Flower Bone Sect to come, and then join forces to exterminate them!

It is unimaginable that Deng Jia, the Tianjiao of the North Courtyard of the Flower Bone Sect, actually betrayed the Flower Bone Sect and joined the camp of the Hundred Bird Sect!