Flying away that disciple, Fang Yan himself was also stunned, he hadn't fought with someone of his similar level for a long time, and at this time, after pushing it out, he felt that the other party was as light as nothing, and he was only a little hard just now.

Fang Yan hadn't noticed that his body seemed to have been reshaped because of the blood explosion, and his tenacity was no worse than before, most of these Northern District monks were beast repellents, and at this time, his cultivation was suppressed by pressure, and the demon beasts had no intention of summoning them at all. Where was Fang Yan's opponent with his bare hands, Fang Yan's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on his face.

Ahead, several disciples were scrambling to rush towards the bow of the boat in front, suddenly, there were screams from behind, one after another, they looked back suspiciously, but saw one figure after another rising into the sky, and was thrown out in an instant, and the speed became faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, three or four disciples were thrown out, screaming in the air!

"This ...... What's going on!" The disciple in front of him had a numb scalp, and he hurriedly turned his head and ran wildly in desperation.

......

Behind, Fang Yan's figure moved quickly, the fire demon crocodile shield was tightly attached to the skin, and he kept reaching out to the disciples around him on the way, but anyone who was caught by him was thrown out before he could react.

"Why didn't I think of this method in the first place!" Fang Yan's eyes were bright, at this moment, his three major blood points were rushing, and a steady stream of qi and blood power was gushing out, he galloped all the way, and with just one grab and a throw, a disciple would fly out of the hull and lose his qualifications.

The route Fang Yan chose was very ingenious, along the way, he grabbed all the disciples of the first and second layers of condensation, and it didn't take much effort to suppress and eliminate the latter.

"Quick, quick, quick, I can be faster!" he thought, Yan Shutian Jiao Jue was working wildly, and even more pinched his hands, the perfect combination of the Wind Escape Technique and the strength of his legs, rushed into the crowd like a cannonball, and instantly knocked more than a dozen monks away.

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Outside, Elder Sun was dumbfounded, at first he just fished out and saved a very few disciples who had fallen off the boat, but gradually he felt that something was wrong, the number of disciples who fell into the boat was increasing, especially on the boat with red flags, there were disciples flying out, and the direction of the flight was exactly where he was, as if he had sent it for himself.

Forget one or two, the key is that there is no pause at all, this disciple has just been rescued, and the next disciple is already in mid-air, what stunned Elder Sun the most is that there are actually more than ten disciples who flew up at one time, and listening to their angry scolding, it is obviously not what he wants to come up.

Gradually, Elder Sun was busy sweating profusely, beside him, there were more than a hundred disciples sitting in the clouds, these clouds and mist used to support them were also very consuming of spiritual energy, finally, Elder Sun was furious, "Who the hell did this!!" He roared in his heart, staring at his eyes, his divine sense fell instantly, and he quickly locked on Fang Yan.

"Well, who is this kid?" Elder Sun's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Fang Yan, "A cultivator of the Body Refining Stream, how did you come to the Northern District?"

Seeing that Fang Yan was covered in red light and kept throwing disciples into the sky, Elder Sun was also stunned, and muttered with interest: "What he has on him should be some kind of body protection technique, and the strength is not bad." It should be the Wind Escape Technique under his feet, but the Wind Escape Technique is only secondary, the focus is on the strength of his feet and arms......" Elder Sun raised his eyebrows, "It's a bit interesting, just three layers of condensation, and he actually knocked so many disciples away." ”

Elder Sun's cultivation in the Dan Realm naturally saw that Fang Yan was hiding his strength, and the more this was the case, the more interested he was in Fang Yan.

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Fang Yan's speed began to weaken, and he faintly felt the pressure coming from front of him.

His current position was in the middle of the ship, only a few dozen meters away from the flagpole, and the number of people was gradually decreasing, but the closer he got to it, the greater the pressure emanating from the flag, and it could be seen that the few people who rushed to the front were already walking very slowly.

When they reached this position, there were no too weak people, and their cultivation was all four or five layers of condensation, and Fang Yan's appearance immediately attracted their attention.

"A layer of condensation?!" everyone was stunned, and then someone recognized him.

"Isn't that the follower who followed Zhou Chong before, why did he rush here?" they were puzzled in their hearts, but at this time, their whole body cultivation was resisting the pressure, and it was inconvenient to say more.

In Fang Yan's body, the qi and blood were tumbling in the blood aperture, like waves, his face was ruddy, and he clearly felt that a trace of qi and blood emerged from the secret place in his body under the pressure of pressure, and then quickly drilled into the fourth blood aperture, and even a trace of red lines appeared on his body.

"Yanshu Tianjiao Gong!" Elder Sun saw that his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was a little shocked, "I didn't expect that the second son actually cultivated that evil skill, this skill is overbearing and abnormal, even Old Man Zhou, who is refining the body flow of the Law Enforcement Hall, does not dare to cultivate, and looking at this person's appearance, he is already close to the first level of consummation!"

"Who is it, which old thing's disciple!" Elder Sun put away the previous smile, his eyes lit up, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Fang Yan, "No matter which old thing's disciple dares to cultivate such an evil sect's exercises, the second son's courage ...... The old man likes it!" he suddenly changed from his previous anger to the meaning of love.

Fang Yan's eyes were bright, his cultivation was climbing little by little, and the fourth blood aperture was even more roaring, and his qi and blood were visibly rising. Under the effect of external pressure, all the meridians of his body roared.

Originally, in the fantasy world, Fang Yan should have reacted in the face of the pressure of the blood barbarians, but unfortunately his scars had not healed at that time, and at this moment, the qi and blood he had accumulated for a long time were finally stimulated.

It was the qi and blood he had absorbed through the mysterious beads.

That was the qi and blood he had refined by cultivating the Yanshu Heavenly Jiao Gong.

That was the qi and blood left over from the old man's blood exchange after he was weak and weak.

Fang Yan moved forward step by step under pressure, with each step, his eyes became brighter, and his momentum increased even more.

On the other side of the bow of the boat, a figure stood there, grasping the flagpole, trembling all over, his muscles bulging exaggeratedly, he gritted his teeth and roared, the peak cultivation of the eighth layer of condensation qi broke out in full force, and the giant wolf under him trembled under the pressure of the breath of the big demon above, but after all, he did not collapse to the ground like other demon beasts. A mouthful of copper teeth bit on the flagpole, exerting all his strength, and under the unwillingness of the disciples below, the banner shook and pulled out from the ground. The man stood there holding a banner aloft as the giant wolf roared in the sky at his feet.

He is the Northern Desert Chen, he is the Tianjiao of the Northern District, he is only in his twenties, he has already touched the edge of the foundation, which makes the disciples below jealous, but more importantly, it is the respect for the strong!

At this moment, his robe was already soaked with sweat, and he looked at the flag in his hand with palpitations, Bei Mochen couldn't help but sigh, fortunately, his cultivation was enough, otherwise he might not be able to take off this flag.

Just thinking about it, as soon as the flag in his hand was loosened, he headed towards the sky, and was held in the palm of his hand by Elder Sun, he nodded towards Bei Mochen, but he didn't have time to pay attention to this Tianjiao in the Northern District, and continued to look in the direction of Fang Yan. Bei Mochen was stunned, followed Elder Sun's gaze, and also noticed Fang Yan.

"No, it's not just a layer of condensation. His eyes showed a strong light, and his gaze towards Fang Yan had a hint of battle intent.

On the side, Fang Yan gritted his teeth and moved his pace, he had already caught up with the first echelon, and he was only more than twenty meters away from the banner.

"I'm going to break through the fourth layer of condensation here!" Fang Yan muttered, his eyes revealing persistence.