Hiding in the blue bead space, Fang Yan could clearly see the man's thin and pale face, and felt the sound of this person's heavy breathing.xshuotxt-As he got closer and closer to Fang Yan, he could hear his footsteps approaching step by step, like a hammer hitting Fang Yan's heart, Fang Yan's heart felt a burst of tightness, and his palms gradually moistened.

Although this person hid his figure, he didn't have much effect in Fang Yan's eyes, and at this time he was very close to Fang Yan's location, if it weren't for the fear of this person's poisonous wolf smoke, Fang Yan would have rushed out long ago. After hesitating again and again, Fang Yan gritted his teeth and took out the mountain breaking blade, and pinched the demon spirit needle fiercely in his left hand, even this magic weapon He no longer had any scruples, this time he must use the strongest killing move, it is best to kill with one blow, otherwise the person who died may be himself.

"No matter, even if he is poisoned, it is better than being caught by this person, whether he is an immortal or a demon, he has to bite out a mouthful of blood. "Every time it comes to this moment of life and death, Fang Yan will calm down, and that innate strong 'sex' personality makes him abandon life and death again. No wonder Fang Tong often said that he was like his mother in his bones, and under his seemingly delicate appearance, he had a strong belief in never admitting defeat.

As the man walked step by step, he was already within walking distance of the dialect, and suddenly the man's eyes lit up, and his right hand stretched out impartially to the blue 'colored' bead where the dialect was, which exuded a faint spiritual breath, and was finally discovered by him. At this time, Fang Yan did not hesitate at all, and flew out of the space in an instant, and in the moment of this person's god, a blade with a dim light fell from the sky and rushed towards him.

This person's face was 'revealed' with surprise, but his reaction was extremely fast, and he came back to his senses in an instant, and the long sword in his hand was blocked, and then out of nowhere, he 'touched' three sharp spikes that were about a foot long, and the two sharp ends were flat in the middle, and he flew towards the dialect with a flick of his hand. This series of movements is not the slightest jerky, and the technique is very skillful, and it can be seen that this person is a veteran in fighting methods.

None of the disciples of the Great Sect's 'Gate' were easy to deal with, Fang Yan sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't stop for half a minute in his hand, and the demon vine rolled out and went straight to the three long thorns. As Fang Yan's figure also came to this person, the mountain breaking blade slashed fiercely on the long sword, and the long sword in this person's hand was blown away with a "click", and under the strong sword of Fang Yan, he took a few steps back and almost sat on the ground.

At this time, how could this person not know that the dialect had cultivated alchemy, otherwise how could he have such great strength, but he did not panic at all, but looked determined, because the area where the two were fighting was all shrouded in black smoke, and it only took a few breaths, and the person in front of him would fall without his move, and the prestige of the poisonous wolf smoke was not boastful.

Just as he wanted to take out an object again to resist the attack of the dialect, he suddenly sensed a small magic weapon in his consciousness, which was coming towards him, almost subconsciously, this person struggled to twist his body, and with a "bang" sound, a black 'colored' long needle magic weapon pierced into the body, and the magic clothes and outer armor worn outside the body were pierced one after another, almost even the inner armor was pierced.

At this moment, the inner armor of this person's body suddenly flashed with white light, and there was no need for this person to 'excite' the attack, it was automatically triggered at the moment of the attack, and it turned out to be a superb inner armor that was independently 'excited', blocking the fatal blow of the demon spirit needle at the critical moment. Fang Yan secretly said that it was a pity that he had seen the power of this demon spirit needle magic weapon, and it was difficult for ordinary inner armor to resist at all, so it was used by Fang Yan as the first choice for attack, but in front of these wealthy sect 'sect' disciples, it was still a little insufficient.

The dialect that jumped up was about to attack again, but three spikes flew in front of it, roaring towards the upper, middle and lower three ways of the dialect, and the demon vine did not block these three dexterous and unusually long thorns. Fang Yan had to dodge, and the attack with all his might was paused, allowing the man to gain precious respite.

Taking advantage of the dialect to dodge, this person took out three pitch-black and bright pills again, and the dialect didn't know what it was, but how dare he let him use it, driving the demon vine to quickly roll up.

Following the man's backward steps, Fang Yan once again bullied forward, and the long blade slashed forward fiercely, without any rules, like a mortal life and death struggle. At this time, Fang Yan had already sensed that the black smoke was on the surface of his body, pervasive like an aura, and it would only take a moment to rush into his whole body, and at that time, he would have no power to fight back.

This person was 'wanting' to throw out the three pills in his hand, but suddenly his whole body tightened, and Zhou's body was covered with black 'colored' vines, and he didn't have time to urge the three pills in a hurry, just pinched it casually, but a pill suddenly flew up, and then a small black 'colored' arrow flew out from it, heading straight for the dialect.

Fang Yan was taken aback, what kind of magic weapon is this, it looks like a pill', but it looks like a rune treasure when used, and this black 'colored' arrow looks very powerful, definitely no less than an ordinary rune treasure, if you have the slightest contempt, you will definitely suffer a big loss. This person's methods are too many, dialects must not be consumed with him like this, not to mention a treasure is difficult to say the merits, this ubiquitous poisonous wolf smoke makes dialects extremely uncomfortable.

Continuing to fight, Fang Yan has no hope of winning, and it will be difficult for Fang Yan to support it for a while, and this person's various attack treasures and his superb defensive weapons also make Fang Yan helpless in a short period of time. Fang Suo 'sex' took out the fire thunderbolt, and 'excited' it was in the same place, collected a few things casually, and dodged into the blue bead space.

This person may have never seen such a ruthless dialect, he released a big killing weapon without saying a word, and he didn't throw it at the other party, he detonated it directly on the spot, and he was frightened when he landed, who can often see such a fighting style that is not afraid of death.

"Madman, you kid is crazy, stop quickly......" Before he could finish speaking, a loud noise came out, startling the monks in the woods and running in all directions, and no one could figure out what was going on here, so they could only flee for their lives.

Before the flames dissipated, Fang Yan hurriedly flashed out, not to pick up the belongings on this person, those endless treasures were basically destroyed, Fang Yan was so anxious to escape from here, these disciples of the great sect 'Gate' are said to have gathered together, surrounded and suppressed the monks who scattered out, someone will come here later, he must take advantage of this gap to escape to other places.

The poisonous wolf smoke in the air had not yet dispersed, and as soon as Fang Yan came out, he smelled its breath, in fact, he had already been poisoned by this poison at this time, but it had not yet attacked. At that time, Fang Yan risked death to cause a thunderbolt of fire, mainly because of this reason, he felt that he was about to be unable to withstand it, and the speed at which the poisonous smoke penetrated into his body was far faster than he expected.

Fang Yan was about to pull out his 'legs' and leave, but the magic vine suddenly flashed out from his wrist, like a huge black 'colored' python, and after picking up something on the ground, it flashed back to Fang Yan's wrist again. Fang Yan was in no mood to investigate what the demon vine had found, the items that might remain on the ground after this person was blown up, Fang Yan didn't have time to care, just urged the invisibility cloak, and escaped as far away as possible.

Not long after, in the woods that were blown up beyond recognition, a few people flew quickly, and after watching the scene for a while, a man in Tsing Yi suddenly scolded, "Let this kid guard it well, but he doesn't listen, he has to come alone, it's okay, there is no corpse." If that man is still alive, he will be searched out and let him taste Lao Tzu's methods. ”

"Go back, don't look at it, keep that valley well, and no one is allowed to leave without my permission. After saying that, the man in green clothes had a dark face, and returned to the valley with a few monks who had arrived with him.

And Fang Yan was hiding in a tree 'hole' at this time, and the mana on his body seemed to be about to go violent at any time, and his face was filled with black gas, which was a sign of poisoning. The prestige of the poisonous wolf smoke is indeed not just talking, but countless monks like Fang Yan have proved it again and again with a tragic ending, and now is the time to leave the secret realm, and the highly poisonous dialect in the body is simply miserable.

He didn't even dare to enter the space, this inexplicable poisonous smoke was afraid that it would destroy the place, and even the back road of the dialect would be cut off. At this time, the magic vine on his left hand was throbbing for a while, and he didn't see what it picked up just now, and now he was a little too busy to take care of himself, maybe even his life would be ruined here, how could he still be in the mood to pay attention to it anymore.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Fang Yan found that the surface of this magic vine was glowing with the same black 'color', which was almost the same as the poisonous smoke on his body, but the feeling of the magic vine was completely different from him, as if it was refining these poisonous smokes, and the things that made Fang Yan fear like a tiger were treated as good spiritual objects by it, and they were constantly absorbing and refining.

Could it be that what it picked up on the ground is these poisonous smokes, or something like that, if so, I don't know if the poisonous smoke in my body can be absorbed by it, now is the critical moment to leave the secret realm, as long as I can escape from it, there will always be a way to cultivate into erysipelas and other things.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan's heart was ruthless, and he took the demon vine to dodge back into the blue bead space, trying to stay away from those spiritual 'medicine' spirit grasses, and then Fang Yan bit a hole in his right hand, and immediately blood flowed. Then the dialect used his divine sense to instruct the demon vine, and let it burrow the thin vines into his body and absorb the black 'color' poisonous smoke.

Fang Yan didn't know if this low-minded demon vine could understand, and he was a little worried that he would be sucked into a human dry, you must know that once the demon vine is released to absorb blood, it will be much faster than those demon beasts to ingest food, but at the moment there is only one way to try, otherwise Fang Yan will not be able to go out at all, and it is very likely that he will even die in this tree 'hole'.

In just a few breaths, Fang Yan was extremely nervous, paying close attention to the vines that entered the body, if the demon vine moved slightly, it would be forcibly withdrawn, otherwise it would be sucked dry by his own demon pet and the blood 'flesh' would be even sadder than being eaten back and dying. In the past, Fang Yan had only seen the demon vine absorb the blood of the opponent's whole body, and the speed was extremely fast, and often only a dry 'flesh' body was left in an instant, and now it was his turn, how could it be possible to say that he was not afraid.

When Fang Yan felt that the black qi had dissipated a lot, Fang Yan quickly took back the demon vine, and then sat down on the ground, unable to beat a little 'spirit', only felt that most of the blood in his body seemed to be 'pumped' away.

Throwing a blood pill in his mouth, Fang Yan immediately sat down, this kind of pill 'medicine' that replenishes qi and blood is very difficult to find, this one was obtained from Liu Mingyuan more than ten years ago. However, the demon vine on the side was a little unsatisfied, and suddenly turned into a huge python and swam into the pond. Fang Yan tried his best to recover his qi and blood, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, letting it swim around in the water wantonly.