Half an hour later, Hu Daoren looked towards Fang Yan, and saw that in front of Fang Yan's palms closed, the original drop of demon beast essence blood was already a small point, and it would not take a moment to completely refine, and Hu Daoren, who knew it in his heart, once again probed towards the fluctuation behind him.

In this half an hour, the fluctuation behind him became more and more obvious, but under the pressure of the giant sword's momentum, Hu Daoren couldn't probe his divine sense too far, and naturally it was difficult to find out, but just by virtue of the movement of this half an hour, Hu Daoren could also guess the general situation of the monk who caused such fluctuations at this moment, and he was definitely not as comfortable as he is now.

A moment later, suddenly, a violent fluctuation passed, and then a breath was transmitted into the consciousness of the Hu Daoren, and it was really the monk who had met with the Hu Daoren before, although it was a few days late, but he still caught up, to the surprise of the Hu Daoren, there was more than one person who came, and at the moment when the monk's aura just flashed, another equally powerful aura flashed out, two distracted mid-stage monks?

Before he could make a sound, Fang Yan also discovered these two breaths, did not make a sound, continued to urge the exercises, introduced the last trace of demon beast essence blood power into his body, and did not refine it again, when he shouted at Hu Daoren: "Let's go." ”

In the face of two monks in the middle stage of distraction, if the other party does not have a high-grade spiritual weapon magic weapon like the previous monk, Fang Yan is not afraid of them, but no one can be sure of this kind of thing, and besides, this place is by no means a good place to fight.

It's just that the dialect and the nonsense haven't moved yet, and the two breaths have already approached, and it seems that the two have been resisting the pressure of the surrounding sword array, and they didn't expect to meet others here, and an exclamation sounded.

Soon, one of them recognized the breath of the nonsense people and dialects, and immediately shouted: "I actually met again, it was really fate." ”

With one more companion, the confidence was obviously much stronger, and the monk seemed to remember the experience of a few days ago, and without saying a word, he urged the magic weapon to envelop the two of them in the dialect of the Hu Dao people.

The other person noticed his companion's movements, and he didn't hesitate at all, and at the same time urged the magic weapon to kill towards the dialect cage.

Acquaintances? As soon as the two of them made a move, Fang Yan sensed the tacit understanding of their cooperation, it was not a temporary combination that could be manifested at all, without years of experience, it was impossible to achieve such a realm, but also, the monk before recognized the power of the star burial robe, even if it was the top existence of the medium-grade spiritual weapon that he identified, unless it was a companion who was extremely familiar with it, I am afraid it would not be displayed at will, and in an instant, Fang Yan saw a flying sword slashing over, but the other person threw out a round shield magic weapon, enveloping the surroundings, this is the idea of besieging himself and then killing and seizing the treasure。

Fang Yan's movements did not hesitate at all, not to mention the star burial robe, the Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging was also urged, and then there was a Dawu Sword Formation, unwilling to argue with them, it did not mean that Fang Yan was afraid of disputes, but Fang Yan did not have the heart to really fight with them, even if the breath of the two people did not seem to be the best at this moment, it seemed that they had lost a lot along the way before, but the two distracted mid-stage monks joined forces, and what was lost was just some divine sense mana, for these people, the replenishment of spiritual objects and elixirs would definitely not be less, and there must be spiritual objects that were life-saving at the bottom of the box, unless they could be absolutely suppressed, otherwise it was impossible to win with this, The current dialect does not say whether it can completely suppress the two of them, compared to the cave after the sword array, these two mid-stage distraction monks are nothing, and at this moment, there is a corpse in the middle of the distraction in the Qiankun pot of the dialect.

What Fang Yan wants to do is to show his strength, even if he can't frighten them back, he must break through the other party's bombardment, so that he has the opportunity to escape and continue to go deep towards the gateway land, at worst, he must let them know that it is not so easy to kill himself, in the final analysis, this world is still a cultivation world where strength is respected.

"Sure enough, there are some means, and the sword array already has the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon, no wonder Bai Daoyou is deflated. Sensing the power of the sword light in the dialect Dawu sword array, the monk shouted, but he was not as surprised as the previous monk.

"Brother Qiao Dao, don't be careless, it's important to get it as soon as possible, it's hard to say that no one else will come, and there will be a lot of trouble when the time comes. The monk who had already met the dialect Hu Daoist before, the monk surnamed Bai, who was called Bai Daoyou, urged the flying sword in his hand to slash vertically and horizontally, and at the same time reminded his companion to speak.

"Brother Bai rest assured, but a distraction early stage monk, even if he has that magic weapon to protect his body, can he still escape, if it is really as you said, we only need to kill him on this trip, whether it is this set of sword formations, or that defensive magic weapon, it is a valuable thing. Listening to the words of the monk surnamed Bai, the monk surnamed Qiao said in a deep voice, with a lot of confidence in his words, and even did not shy away from the dialect on the other side, as if he had won and wanted to divide the spoils.

Hearing such unashamed words, Fang Yan couldn't help sneering in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that it was in this sword array, if it wasn't for the existence of a cave behind the portal over there, which might be no less than the Demon Lock Tower Demon Palace, I would like to see what confidence I had to say this, could it be that it was just with the round shield of the top-level existence in this medium-grade spirit weapon?

"Open it for me. Suddenly, the thunder sword in front of Fang Yan changed from eighteen at the beginning to thirty-six, and then the power of the Great Wu Sword Formation increased, and a sword light flashed several times more than the beginning, first repelling the flying sword in front of him, and then slashed towards the round shield outside Fang Yan's body, and Fang Yan, who did not want to be entangled for too long, urged the maximum power of the Great Wu Sword Formation, but he wanted to use brute force to blast away the forbidden magic weapons around him.

"Huh?" The two people on the opposite side let out an exclamation at the same time, they didn't expect that the sword array power revealed by Fang Yan before was not the strongest power, not even half of it, at this moment, this sword light had already surpassed some high-grade spiritual weapons of average quality, and under a bombardment, the round shield that had originally trapped the surrounding area trembled violently, if it weren't for the strong urging of the monk surnamed Qiao, I am afraid that this time it would have been blasted away.

Just a sword light is so powerful?

"Brother Qiao Dao, don't let him break open and escape, this person is extremely proficient in formations, if he returns back, it will be difficult to find another chance. As soon as his magic weapon was repulsed, the monk surnamed Bai shouted, and in the shouting, he had already urged his flying sword again, and at the same time, his mouth spit slightly, and a breath poured into the flying sword, I don't know what the secret method is, although it is not the natal essence blood, but suddenly, the momentum of the flying sword has been greatly improved, and there is a faint breath of confrontation with the dialect Dawu sword array.

Feeling the power of the sword light of the dialect, and then seeing the movements of his companion monk surnamed Bai, the monk surnamed Qiao obviously understood the firmness of his companion, and then shouted: "Okay, since this is the case, then I will be a fellow Daoist, such a magic weapon is enough to withstand the loss, that kind of sword light power must not be something he can easily trigger, it only takes a moment of effort, even if we don't do it, he can't support it." As he spoke, the monk surnamed Qiao urged his round shield magic weapon to throw out something casually.

"Haha, okay. Sensing the breath of this thing, the monk surnamed Bai was overjoyed, the flying sword in his hand was even more powerful, and he slashed towards Fang Yan one after another, for the judgment of his companions, he also agreed, what is the strength of the early stage of distraction, they are naturally very clear about the middle stage of distraction, although the strength of this opponent is beyond the ordinary, but it is just relying on the power of the magic weapon, and now Qiao Daoyou has thrown out this treasure talisman, even the strongest magic weapon will be affected, and the monk surnamed Bai in his thinking seems to have seen the light of victory。