After leaving the monks' gathering place, you need to be careful step by step, you may encounter high-level soul beasts at any time, unless you have to, the dialect does not dare to urge the streamer wings to fly, only to urge the flying sword or even the wind escape technique to slowly fly in the direction of Tongtian Valley.

A few hours later, a place that was more than 100,000 miles away from the gathering place of the monks, Fang Yan probed around, found a safe place where there were no soul beasts to gather, and stopped.

Being in the wilderness, Fang Yan will not wait for the mana to be exhausted to replenish, as long as it encounters a suitable place, Fang Yan will stop to recover his mana, so that his body is in the best condition at any time, but in a few hours, less than 200,000 miles, this is the third time to stop.

Not daring to have a trace of careless dialects, he arranged a phantom array, and after placing the wind slave and the two spirit pets around to protect them, he began to recover cross-legged.

Before half an hour later, an alarm appeared in Fang Yan's heart, and before he could find out where the warning came from, he found that the phantom array he had arranged dispersed with a bang.

The first to react was the wind slave, when the phantom array was just attacked, the wind slave urged the magic weapon in his hand to meet the attack breath, but the autumn fan in the hand of the wind slave was not a killing magic weapon, but in the face of this fierce attack, it was not blocked, but the dialect in the formation was protected.

Just in an instant, Fang Yan knew that the offender was definitely not a soul beast, but a monk, a high-level monk who cultivated far higher than himself, either Xiao Hatshui and his wife or the Yuanying monk of the Ten Thousand Heavenly Sect, except for their dialect, they couldn't think of anyone else who would come to chase and kill him, as for why the other party didn't kill him in the monks' gathering place, but chose to wait for himself to leave before making a move, the dialect was not clear, the rules of the Heavenly Soul Sect were far from being understood by a sect like the Great Machine Sect Baishi Sect.

This is not the time to study these in detail, whether it is Xiao Hatshui and his wife or the Yuanying Monk of Wantian Sect, since they have already made a move at this moment, they will never explain these things to Fang Yan, looking at this attack just now, it is very powerful, if it is not for Fang Yan to be guarded by wind slaves, just this one move, he will be injured.

When he came out, Fang Yan had already thought about this situation thousands of times, without a trace of panic, and as soon as his mind moved, Fang Yan immediately sacrificed the peach miasma armor and protected himself firmly, and at the same time put away the three subordinates except the wind slave.

Everything was just a moment, and Fang Yan, who was waiting for the battle, saw a black-clothed monk floating in the air in front of him, looking at him coldly, hundreds of zhang away, Fang Yan could also feel the undisguised killing intent in that gaze.

The person who came was Xiao Hatshui, who had been tracking the dialect for a long time: "Come and pay for my son's life today." A flat voice came out of Xiao Hatshui's mouth and into the ears of the dialect.

If it is really the Yuanying Great Monk, there is no nonsense, there is only one purpose, which is to avenge the dead Xiao Ran, as for the various things between Xiao Ran and Fang Yan before, who is right and wrong, he didn't mention a word, he didn't care at all, but under a blow, it didn't hurt the dialect, which made Xiao Hatshui a little surprised, so he said one more thing.

With just this sentence, Fang Yan knew that today's things would never be good, and the person in front of him was the father who killed Xiao Ran, the real controller of this monks' gathering place, Xiao Hatshui, the core disciple of the Heavenly Soul Sect, and a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Fang Yan's heart tightened, Xiao Hatshui in the middle of the Yuan Infant was not comparable to the wind slave in the early Yuan Infant, at the beginning, the Nine Illusion Elder Brother, the Star Unintentional Star Brother were all cultivated in the middle of the Yuan Infant, trapped for thousands of years, and the power was still so extraordinary, not to mention that the Xiao Hatshui in front of him was very strong, without a trace of loss.

Even if Xiao Hatshui is in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, Fang Yan does not have the slightest fear, Fang Yan has already thought about this situation many times before leaving the monks' gathering place, and now he has encountered Xiao Hatshui, which just proves one thing, that is, he definitely has the mark arranged by the other party on his body, otherwise, even if he is a Yuan Infant Monk, it is impossible to find his hiding place so accurately, and when this happens, this secret mark must be cleared.

And there is also good news, when Fang Yan found Xiao Hatshui, he swept around, and did not find anyone else, which is not surprising, dealing with himself a Jindan late stage monk, if the Yuanying monk still wants to join forces, I am afraid they themselves will not be disdainful.

Fang Yan has imagined that at least two people have chased and killed countless times, and at this moment there is only Xiao Hatshui, although it is still not something that Fang Yan can contend with, but compared to being chased and killed by several Yuanying Great Monks at the same time, I don't know how many times better.

After thinking about it for a moment, Xiao Hatshui didn't leave any chance for Fang Yan, and at the same time as the words came out, his attack was also released at the same time.

In Xiao Ran's description, Xiao Hatshui already knew several methods on Fang Yan's body, and the puppet slave at the Yuanying level was one of them, and there were also magic weapons that could compete with or even disperse his magic weapon, the Huangling Umbrella, Xiao Hatshui didn't care too much about these magic weapons, the Huangling Umbrella was in Xiao Ran's hands, and in his hands were completely two different concepts.

Before encountering the dialect, there was only a puppet slave at the level of Yuan Ying that Xiao Hatshui cared a little about it, and after seeing it, he was no longer worried, but it was a monk who had just married a baby, I don't know why Yuan Ying was trained as a puppet, and the difference in cultivation was huge, and it was impossible to pose a substantial threat to himself, and the dialect Xiao Hatshui would definitely be killed, as for the wind slave, he had already been regarded by Xiao Hatshui as his own trophy, a puppet slave of this level, even Xiao Hatshui would not disdain it, with a puppet slave at the level of Yuan Baby, he would have two more points of certainty when fighting with the same level, however, Xiao Hatshui was not prepared for himself, but for his own Taoist companion Bing Wushuang.

Xiao Hatshui didn't even urge the magic weapon, but two mana fluctuations, one of which shrouded the surroundings to prevent the dialect from escaping, and the other was a spell attack, conjuring up a rattan, rolling towards the dialect and the wind slave, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the thorn technique that the dialect had cultivated, but the faint black thorns on it showed the extraordinaryness of this rattan, and the slightest cold aura contained in it, it seemed that there was a highly poisonous breath in it, and the dialect from a distance realized that this spell was far from being comparable to the thorn technique practiced by the dialect himself.

Did he want to capture himself alive? discovered the dialect of Xiao Hatshui's movements, and a question popped up in his heart, if Xiao Hatshui wanted to kill himself, he shouldn't use this kind of attack at all, he could break the Huangling umbrella and kill Xiao Ran, Xiao Hatshui couldn't have not known that he still had a high-level magic weapon on his body, but now he was using this slightly gentle attack method, and in an instant, the dialect guessed Xiao Hatshui's intentions.

Originally, he was preparing to fight desperately, but found that Xiao Hatshui did not immediately kill him, but his heart was slightly relieved, originally according to the plan of the dialect, if he was really chased and killed by the Yuanying monk, he was ready to blow up his high-level magic weapon, in order to gain time to urge the streamer wing, even if he lost the peach miasma armor, the Great Wu Sword Formation would not hesitate.

Now he can't use it, his streamer wing hasn't been urged a few times on this continent at all, no monk has really seen it, and Xiao Hatshui definitely doesn't know, if he knew that he had a spirit weapon-level flying magic weapon, he would definitely not act like this.

Fang Yan knew in an instant that his best choice was to immediately urge the streamer wings to escape from here, even if he encountered a high-level soul beast bombardment in the void, it would not be much more terrifying than facing a Yuan Infant Cultivator to chase and kill, not to mention, if he was really caught by Xiao Hatshui, Fang Yan didn't think that he still had any hope of escaping again.

Fang Yan immediately threw the fish slave out to block himself and the wind slave, but he quietly urged the streamer wings.

found that Fang Yan threw out a Jindan-level puppet slave again, but Xiao Hatshui's opinion of Fang Yan was one level lower, and he actually wanted to rely on the Jindan puppet to resist the bombardment of Yuanying Monk? If Fang Yan sacrificed the magic weapon that broke up the Huangling umbrella at the beginning, Xiao Hatshui was ready to spend a little more effort, but now he saved everything, for the puppet slave of the Jindan level, Xiao Hatshui didn't look down on it at all, without the slightest politeness, the rattan covered with barbs rolled up the fish slave in front of Fang Yan, and in less than half a breath, the fish slave struggled a few times, and there was no breath.

Fang Yan felt a pain in his heart, the runes he carved on the fish slave were destroyed in an instant, and the puppet slave who was originally connected to the heart lost the slightest connection in an instant, and Fang Yan knew that the fish slave, the puppet slave who had been with him for a long time, was also destroyed.

Regardless of the heartache, another puppet slave was thrown out to block the wind slave, but it was only a hundred slaves who built the foundation and cultivated, and the dialect did not stop at all, and one after another tricks were played.

The hundred slaves were much worse than the fish slaves, and the rattan was blown into powder as soon as it reached the body, and there was no residue left.

The continuous movements of the dialect made Xiao Hatshui realize that something was wrong, and he threw out the Jindan puppet, which could be considered as wanting to struggle, and then actually threw out a foundation building puppet, which was ten thousand times different from the foundation building yuan baby, even if he blew his own breath, he could also kill this foundation building puppet.

A monk who can cultivate to the late stage of Jindan and kill his son, Xiao Hatshui will definitely not underestimate the wisdom of the other party, and still cast spells knowing that it is useless, the only explanation is that he is delaying time, whether it is a puppet at the Jindan level or a puppet at the foundation level, they are all victims of the other party, and when they are thrown out, they just have to consume their own attack time.

Could it be that he has a magic weapon for flying away in the void? Xiao Hatshui is already in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and in an instant, he guessed the intention of the dialect, on the Great Soul Star, very few people urge the magic weapon of Void Flying, and Xiao Hatshui himself has not used it for many years, but he has forgotten the effect of this magic weapon.

Thinking that Fang Yan might urge a Void Flying Magic Weapon, Xiao Hatshui no longer cared about the rattan that rolled towards the wind slave, but flipped his right hand, and finally sacrificed his magic weapon, and as soon as he made a move, it was a high-level magic weapon, which was the Huangling Umbrella that Fang Yan had seen, and he only heard Xiao Hatshui secretly shouting; ”

A breath of imprisonment surged towards Fang Yan, and just before this power of imprisonment could reach his body, Xiao Hatshui saw a light light up, and when he looked at it again, the Fang Yan and the Yuan Ying puppet slave who were originally trapped by him had long since disappeared.