"What's going on?" Fang Yan was puzzled by everything in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, this cunning and abnormal Xianzhi was captured by himself so easily? In the iron chain rolled up on the ground, a brown light cluster the size of a millstone was entangled, and the light swelled uncontrollably, as if trying to break free.

For what he did just now, the dialect was also a little inexplicable, how could he take out this thing easily, and the effect was just right, this chain-like thing seemed to be specially used to capture Xianzhi. But what is this chain, isn't it used to bind that dry bone, how can it have such a miraculous effect on Xianzhi?

It's another series of mysteries, and since entering this secret place, Fang Yan has been haunted by all kinds of anomalies in this place, as if there is a fog everywhere. Not only this Xianzhi, but also those ruins, as well as the chain in front of him, maybe the corpse is not simple, anyway, these make the dialect unable to see through, and the more I think about it, the more confused I become.

However, at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, the movement just now was not small, and this dazzling white light must have attracted the attention of many people, and he must leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. Fang Yan hurriedly put away his things and was about to burrow into the woods, when the last thing he wanted to encounter happened happened.

"Wait, boy, just now we saw a treasure being collected by you, hurry up and hand it over, that is the two of us tried our best to track it here, but you kid picked it up cheaply, quickly leave the storage bag, otherwise Lao Tzu will take it himself." A hoarse voice rang out at dusk, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps behind Fang Yan.

Fang Yan didn't answer, turned around and ran towards the depths of the secret realm, since the treasure had fallen into his hands, it was naturally inconvenient to stay for a long time in this place where there were many people, and he didn't have the heart to fight with such people. Fang Yan didn't even glance at the people behind him, and ran directly into the depths of the woods, throwing off the people first.

Behind him were two monks, who were alarmed by the anomaly in this place, and when they arrived, they happened to see Fang Yan hurriedly put away a few things. Although he didn't see it really, he also knew that what he took away was absolutely extraordinary, and he immediately became greedy. As soon as they started to ask, Fang Yan turned around and left without thinking about it, saying that Fang Yan was timid, otherwise why he was in such a hurry to leave.

So the two of them had to catch up and go forward, regardless of what he had gained. Isn't it clear that everything is understood when you hold it? Although they didn't see the appearance of the dialect clearly, the cultivation of the dialect was clear to the two of them. It's just a fourth-layer foundation, and the cultivation of these two people is above him, one has a sixth-layer foundation, and the other has a fifth-layer foundation, and the two of them have teamed up to deal with a monk with a lower cultivation than them, and that's not a hand-to-hand capture.

The two followed closely, and saw Fang Yan in the woods with dexterity, agile shuttling through the trees, and it seemed that it would be difficult to stop him for a while. The two couldn't help but glance at each other. Then he sneered contemptuously, and the figure of the monk with a slightly taller and full beard suddenly rose to his feet, flying against the sword above the woods, while the other continued to follow closely behind Fang Yan.

How could the dialect escape under such a combination, after all, no matter how fast the body was, how could it compare to the flying of the imperial sword, and soon the bearded monk flew into the sky above the dialect. He shouted to the dialect through the dense woods, "Boy, save your strength, see how long you can escape, and then you want to walk away after robbing our treasures?"

"You said that I robbed you of your treasures, then you tell me what was robbed, how did I not know that I still have such ability. Can you tell me that I can snatch something from you?" Fang Yan easily sensed the cultivation of the two of them, and he was not afraid of this, but he was unwilling to do anything here, attracting the attention of more people, and wanted to stay away from the exit.

"Hmph, don't be wordy. Lao Tzu clearly saw that you got the treasure, no matter what it was, he spit it out to Lao Tzu, and left a storage bag for the acquaintance, and I didn't bother to bother, otherwise you kid will be in trouble, and you still have the heart to show off your tongue. Looking at the dialect, he didn't seem to be flustered, and the monk was a little puzzled, but the strength was here, and what could he do with his mouth.

"Hehe, the two of you want to kill people and grab treasures, why make up such shoddy excuses, there are many people who want my life, it depends on whether the two of you have the ability. Fang Yan said with a sneer, but his feet did not stop for a moment, and his figure flickered left and right among the trees, gradually running towards the depths of the mountains.

"Good boy, his mouth is quite hard, it seems that if you don't give some powerful taste, you kid won't give up. Leave it for Lao Tzu!" This person was in mid-air, and suddenly took out a halberd-shaped spiritual weapon, and then swooped down, ready to block the way of the dialect.

In his mind, as long as he blocked it with a spiritual weapon in front of him, the speed of the dialect would definitely slow down, and at that time, his companions also happened to chase after him, and the cultivation exceeded the dialect with two to one, even if he couldn't kill him with one blow, wound him, or slow down his speed, it was a big deal to besiege him a few more times, where else could the dialect escape.

A halberd stabbed at the dialect from above, and the monk's figure swooped down, his eyes fixed on the dialect's whereabouts, so that it would form a forward and backward attack, thinking that the dialect would choose a way to escape, and then he would be the first to block the dialect's way. Who knew that when he was about to approach the dialect in a hurry, he was only less than ten zhang away from him, but he saw the dialect suddenly rise into the air.

Without the help of any utensils, Fang Yan jumped straight up a few feet, and his body did not retreat in mid-air, but advanced until he approached the monk. Flying against the wind, how is this possible, could it be that when he met Brother Jindan, this person was suddenly shocked. No, if the Jindan monk wanted to flee in embarrassment, the two juniors in the foundation building period were just two juniors, and they could be completely crushed, wouldn't it be ** to be chased by them.

It must have been some kind of secret technique, this person immediately reacted, at this time he also complained in his heart that he was too reckless, all secret techniques have their powers, and at this moment they have the advantage, there is no need to do this risky trick at all, and immediately thought about temporarily avoiding it. At this time, how could he be able to retreat quickly, the castration of the swooping down was extremely fast, and he could only dodge to the side as hard as he could.

But these are all within the calculation of the dialect, just now he deliberately provoked this person just to lure him down, refining the body is nothing with the flesh flying alone, his purpose is to get close to this person and send a fatal blow to kill him by surprise. The master of dialect art is bold, and the recent progress of alchemy has been rapid, how can he easily let go of such a good opportunity.

With a "bang", Fang Yan's figure writhed lightly in mid-air, which was able to avoid this person's halberd, and then punched this person. This kind of fighting method is extremely rare, maybe this person is about to forget what year and month it is to fight with people's fists and feet, and this powerful blow is no less than a spiritual weapon, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out on the spot.

When he wanted to use the flying out figure to temporarily dodge Fang Yan's follow-up attack, he found that his spiritual power could no longer be mobilized, and the meridians of his body were completely disordered by this punch. But he still had a chance, because his companions behind him were hurrying to come, thinking of this, he was about to land and roll away, but his body couldn't move, and he didn't know when his whole body was wrapped with dark green vines.

Mo said that it was impossible to roll on the spot, and it was impossible to even land, and when Fang Yan punched with his right hand, the magic vine in his left hand was also activated at the same time, and he directly hung it in the air. Where has this person ever seen such a way of playing, he was shocked and hurriedly mobilized the halberd, wanting to force Fang Yan to turn back and defend, and also buy himself a moment, but here the divine sense was hooking the storage bag again, wanting to take out a piece of armor from it.

I have to say that this person's adaptability is not bad, but he still underestimated the attack speed of the dialect, coupled with the fierce toxicity of the demon vine itself, which made his body feel a little stiff. In this short moment, a huge fist fell on him again, and this time he saw it very clearly, because it was aimed at the man's face.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", like a watermelon being smashed, and this person's head was blown up by a punch from the dialect, and countless yellow and white things were splashed all over the dialect's body. This person immediately fell down in response, pitiful for his hard work to cultivate to such a degree, and before he could show what he had learned, he was attacked by Fang Yan with brute force and took his life.

"Ah!", an exclamation came, and the monk who had been chasing after the dialect just arrived, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his soul suddenly scattered, and the spiritual weapon in his hand almost fell to the ground in fright, and then turned his head and ran, without a trace of hesitation. This person was extremely decisive, and when he saw that the opportunity was wrong, he turned around and ran, and he didn't even react to the dialect.

But how can he let this person escape, since he has to kill all of them, he will be in trouble if he leaves behind. Rolling up the things on this corpse, Fang Yan quickly got up and chased after him, he didn't expect that this person would turn around and run away without pausing for a moment, and when it came to cultivation, he was even higher than himself.

Walking through the dense bushes again, only this time it was the man who was on the run, and Fang Yan was chasing after him, but it was not easy to catch up with him, after all, this person was not much slower than Fang Yan in terms of retreat. The only thing that is beneficial to Fang Yan is that he has more advantages in the jungle environment, and his physical strength is also stronger, as long as he is forced to the point that he has no time to take off the sword, Fang Yan will eventually have a way to catch up with him.

"Fellow Daoists, the person behind me has received a shocking treasure, and I accidentally broke a good thing, and now I want to kill people and kill people, you Daoists should be careful! If you want a treasure, go to him, it is a great treasure, I have seen it with my own eyes!"

Fang Yan's heart sank suddenly, this guy is just looking for death, but he also involved Fang Yan, he shouted like this, he was afraid that few people would believe what he said, but he could use this reason to attack himself without scruples. Both of them are alone, and they will be targeted by others without an excuse, not to mention that this guy is talking so nonsense.

"Do you think that you can take the opportunity to get away by shouting like this, I am afraid that the first person who has heard the news will deal with you, and it is ridiculous to expect these people to believe what you say, but it is only a way to die, and they think they are smart. Hmph!" Fang Yan couldn't help but scold him, isn't this guy specialized in killing people and grabbing treasures, why don't you even understand this truth. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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