A wave of heat swept behind him, Fang Nan looked back, but Fu Jian in mid-air raised his hand and flipped it, the scorching qi dispersed, and a fireball roared towards the monk surnamed Zheng. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Snort!

The fireball rose in the wind, and in a few breaths it was the size of a wheel, and it was quite amazing when viewed from a distance.

Seeing that he was about to bump into the father and son surnamed Zheng, an unusually tall figure instantly appeared behind the two, his back was raised, and he resisted this fireball!

It's the giant bear puppet!

I saw that the puppet only shook slightly, and then followed the monk surnamed Zheng as if nothing happened.

"It is worthy of a puppet with the strength to build a foundation...... Fang Nan was secretly in his heart, and saw that this puppet had already had a lot of burn marks on his body, and he had obviously blocked a lot of attacks.

However, this is obviously just Fu Jian's painless temptation, after all, the other party is a monk in the late stage of foundation building, with his realm strength, if he really wants to make a move, this puppet is afraid that he will not even be able to take a move and a half.

Thinking of this, Fang Nan gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and took out the only remaining mid-rank spirit stone, and his spiritual power urged to the extreme, and his body was a little faster.

......

On the flying sword, Fu Jian saw this scene, but his face showed a little satisfaction.

After his temptation all the way, he already has an understanding of the advantages and disadvantages of this puppet, and now he is far away from Hanzhoufang City, but he can also do it.

Glancing lightly at the monk surnamed Zheng who was fleeing in embarrassment in the mountains and forests below, Fu Jian's eyes flashed sharply, and he patted the storage bag on his waist.

Zheng!

A dragon-like roar suddenly sounded in his ears, the monk surnamed Zheng's face changed greatly, and when he looked back, he saw a long knife burning with raging flames, which crossed hundreds of zhang in the blink of an eye, and it was like a shock, and it slashed fiercely!

"Oh no, this old thief is really moving!"

The monk's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and he looked down at the frightened young son in his arms, he almost instantly erased the hesitation in his heart, and took out a piece of talisman paper from the storage bag.

The background color of the rune paper is pale yellow, but the runes on it are scarlet, the pen is a dragon and snake, and the ink is splashed, which looks extremely bloody and hideous.

With a little fingertip, the spiritual power in the body poured out along this, and the red light on the blood-colored rune paper immediately flashed, and then the two ends rolled slightly, burning out of thin air!

Snort!

In an instant, the blood talisman turned into a dark red light and submerged into the body of the monk surnamed Zheng.

Blood spots suddenly appeared at the corners of his forehead, and the monk surnamed Zheng recruited the puppet back to the back, and immediately shouted angrily, and the whole person shot out like a bloody arrow!

The sound of breaking the air was loud for a while, almost vibrating through Lin Yue, and at this moment, the speed of the monk surnamed Zheng was more than twice as fast as before!

"Where did Zheng Tiangang get this old boy?" Fu Jian frowned slightly, and muttered to himself, "It's really willing to be used, even if the old man doesn't chase it, your little essence and blood will die of exhaustion if you can't run a hundred miles." ”

With a sneer, Fu Jian's consciousness moved, and the flying sword under his feet was three points faster, and he chased straight in the direction of the other party's escape.

When passing over the first mountain ridge in the south, Fu Jian's gaze moved downward, and he glanced at Fang Nan, who was sweeping wildly through the forest

"This junior seems to know Mu Qingquan's kid, and it's also a hindrance to keep it. The right hand lightly slapped on the spirit beast bag on his waist, and a small turquoise leopard poked out its fluffy little head, and then the hairball-like body rushed out, landing on the flying sword and rolling in place.

"Go, clean up that kid, suck out the spirit, and then go to Qibu Ridge and wait for me to come back!" Fu Jian did not look back, looked ahead and commanded lightly.

The little green leopard snorted in its nose, then turned around and jumped down from a hundred feet in the sky without hesitation!

......

"Gone?"

After half a cup of tea, Fang Nan looked up, but saw that Fu Jian had already turned into an undetectable little black dot in front of him, and he couldn't help but slow down in confusion.

"Didn't you find me?"

Fang Nan's eyes flashed, and then he shook his head, even if his divine sense was blessed with soul power, it was already the limit to be able to hide the induction of the peak of qi refining, it was absolutely impossible for a foundation building cultivator, not to mention a terrifying existence like Fu Jian, who had already entered the stage of enchanting with half a foot.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Nan didn't understand, so he simply stopped, looked at the road, and turned around in one direction.

Now he is twenty or thirty miles away from the mountain road where he met the monk surnamed Zheng, with more than a dozen mountains in between, and if he goes further, he is closer to Fujian, so it is better to go back to the cave he found and take a look.

While looking for a way on the mountain and walking slowly, he slowly recovered the spiritual power consumed. After such a stick of incense, Fang Nan walked to the foot of this mountain, and his aura also recovered.

"Almost. ”

Raising his hand to clean up the dirt leaves that had just been stained on his body, Fang Nan looked at the middle-grade spirit stone in his hand distressedly, and stuffed it into the storage bag.

After meditating on the Wind Resisting Technique in his heart for a while, Fang Nan once again had wind under his feet, and he took a few leaps and headed towards the cave.

......

After a short time, after turning over the last mountain range, the extremely hidden cave was already hundreds of zhang away, far away.

Seeing that Fu Jian had not returned for so long, although Fang Nan was still a little vigilant at the moment, he was still a lot more relaxed than before.

After pausing at the top of the mountain, Fang Nan saw the direction clearly, tiptoed a little, and jumped down again.

This leap was seven or eight zhang away, gently bypassing two towering cypresses that were more than ten zhang high, and Fang Nan fell on a huge rock half the size of a man.

"That's not right!"

Just the moment the soles of his feet landed, an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly exploded in his heart, terrifying to the bones, cold hairs stood upside down, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Nan's back was already soaked in cold sweat!

Most of this intuition comes from the experience left over from more than ten years of fighting in his previous life, and it is also related to the soul power that has been much sharper after being reborn.

With a slight bend of his knees, Fang Nan immediately shot out a few feet backwards, landing on a branch at the upper end of the towering cypress, his hand stroked through the storage bag, and when he raised it again, there was already an emerald green dagger shaped like a leaf in his palm.

"What the hell, come out for me!"

Spiritual power was injected into the dagger, Fang Nan was condescending, his eyes coldly swept around, and he shouted loudly.

"Roar!"

As if in reply to his words, a roar suddenly came from not far away.

"Demon beast?" Fang Nan's face tightened, and he followed the prestige.

A surprising scene has appeared!

I saw that the rock that Fang Nan wanted to settle on quickly faded away, and then in Fang Nan's shocked gaze, the rock slowly turned green, and a half-zhang long leopard slowly stood up from its prostrate state, looking at it with a hideous face.