The Divine Sense sensed that the people following him were getting closer and closer to him, and their speed was a little faster.

Fang Wenyuan felt a little anxious, so he increased the strength of his divine sense, searched in the storage bag, and encouraged his spiritual power to bless the Flowing Wind Boots in order to seek a faster speed.

After a while, Fang Wenyuan was overjoyed, and then quickly opened the storage bag and took out a small bottle with the words "Silence" written on it.

The silence was used by Wu Youcai when he was outside the secret realm, mistakenly thinking that Fang Wenyuan was dead and hiding from the blue-winged bird. Later, in order to calculate Fang Wenyuan, when he faced the attack of the demon rat in the secret realm, he lied that he had used it up. What I didn't expect was that in the end, it became Fang Wenyuan's bag.

After opening the vial and sprinkling the white powder inside on his body, Fang Wenyuan's breath became vague. Those who followed behind him also immediately lost their lock on him in their consciousness. This is the effect of silence, it can cover the breath of the living, and make the breath of a living person become like a stubborn stone, which is completely imperceptible if you don't use your eyes to see it

"Why did that kid suddenly disappear?" said a man in a long shirt to the three companions around him!

Another short and fat man frowned and said, "Why did you disappear so suddenly?"

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't said that he had been injured, I was afraid that the trapped beast would still be fighting, and I thought that let him run for his life in front, so as to consume his physical strength, and let us pursue slowly. It's good now!' "A thin man suddenly spoke, undisguised sarcasm.

The last dark-skinned middle-aged man also spoke in a deep voice, "Don't quarrel! Go to the place where the kid disappeared and take a look!"

The middle-aged man seemed to be the leader of these people, and he was quite intimidating, and as soon as he spoke, the other three were afraid to speak.

A group of four people suddenly accelerated their pace and ran forward. With their speed, it only took a cup of tea to reach the place where Fang Wenyuan was using the silence.

Among them, the emaciated man was the fastest, but he always accompanied the middle-aged man, he didn't dare to go too far, looked at the two behind him with disdain, and then came to the middle-aged man's side, and whispered: "Boss! I'm fast, do you want me to go over and have a look first?"

The middle-aged man groaned slightly, then nodded. After seeing that his boss agreed, the emaciated man rushed forward excitedly, and raised his eyebrows halfway, as if he was demonstrating against the man in the long shirt and the short and fat man.

The man in the long shirt immediately frowned, showing some displeasure, and the short and fat man muttered in a low voice: "What is there to show off when you run fast!"

In the blink of an eye, the emaciated man disappeared from the sight of the three of them.

In the jungle, there were still some faint traces of blood along the way, and after looking at it a few times, the emaciated man ran forward along the bloodstains.

Seeing that he was about to reach the place where Fang Wenyuan disappeared, the emaciated man jumped from the branch, and blood splashed suddenly. I saw that the emaciated man's entire body disintegrated, as if it had been cut open by a sharp blade. The emaciated man went from a living man to a ground full of minced flesh, but only for a moment.

Fang Wenyuan, who was hiding in secret, secretly said that it was a pity. Fang Wenyuan knew that the few people who were chasing behind him would not give up, so after using Silence Scatter, he set up an ambush here and knotted the Silver Thread in the middle of the woods. In order to fool the other party, he also deliberately smeared blood on the branches, all the way here.

What I didn't expect was that only one person came. After this person is fooled, the people behind will definitely be much more cautious, after all, their divine sense can still sense here, although they can't see it, but their divine sense is like an extension of the eyes, so they must know the scene just now. Then, it is already impossible to let the people behind fall for it again.

In the rear, the middle-aged man looked pale after sensing what happened to the emaciated man in front of him, and said, "This kid is not simple!"

The short and fat man trembled directly, obviously frightened, muttering in his mouth, and vaguely, he could hear a vague sentence "Run fast, die fast." ”

"Boss, are we still chasing?" said the man in the long shirt with a pale face.

"Chase"

On the other side, after Fang Wenyuan ambushed the emaciated man, he immediately realized that he could no longer make contributions to the silver line of the injury, so he accepted the injury. Begin to retreat back.

At the same time, he took out the Beastmaster Array from the storage bag and quietly arranged it. Since the silence could only cover the aura of the living on his body, and could not cover the fluctuations of the spiritual power of his spells, Fang Wenyuan could not directly use his spiritual power to stimulate the Beast King Array, and could only arrange it slowly with his bare hands, so as not to be discovered by the person being pursued and lose the opportunity.

Just after the formation was arranged, the three people in the rear had already arrived. He deliberately stayed in front of the emaciated man's broken body for a moment, and then carefully bypassed it. Apparently also shocked by the strange way he died.

Fang Wenyuan smiled coldly in secret, and took out a small bottle from the storage bag again, needless to say, it was Wu Youcai's poison again. After holding his breath, he gently opened the cap, and a faint white mist slowly overflowed, drifting away to the wind.

The middle-aged man stood where Fang Wenyuan 'disappeared', groaned, and then said, "You two, take a look around!"

"Yes"

"Yes"

"It's easy to separate!" Fang Wenyuan on the side said secretly, and then quietly approached in the direction where the short and fat man went. On the way, he carefully placed the vial with poison gas in a clump of weeds.

"Does this kid have a place escape? But even if he does, on the way to the low, it is impossible for him to escape from the lock of my divine sense!"

Flying away from the heavens and the earth, you can get out of the lock of my divine consciousness, but there must be a process to get out of the scope of my divine consciousness!

What the hell is going on?"

The short and fat man had been chattering around in the woods, trying to find Fang Wenyuan's traces, and his divine sense had never relaxed for a moment.

It's just that these methods are not enough to find out Fang Wenyuan. Because Fang Wenyuan has a lonely breath on his body, there is no breath of a living person. There are also flowing wind boots under his feet, and although he can't use spiritual power, he can also walk silently.

Just when the short and fat man was chattering, Fang Wenyuan had already quietly come behind him.

It's just that, after observing for a while, Fang Wenyuan didn't have the intention of making a move, and kept hovering behind him.

The reason why Fang Wenyuan was not in a hurry to make a move was because the three of them were not very far away at the moment, and making a rash move would only attract the attention of the other two, and then come over for reinforcements. Although their cultivation is comparable to Fang Wenyuan's, two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that Fang Wenyuan is still injured at this time, it is really unwise to do so, with his intelligence, he will never do such a stupid thing.

The time of a cup of tea was fleeting, and the short and fat young man refused to take a step further, but began to search horizontally, because before he would be disconnected from the other two.

Fang Wenyuan was secretly annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. So, with a quick pinching of both hands, the nine wind blades immediately appeared in front of him, suddenly closed, and went straight to the back of the short and fat man. Everywhere they went, the branches disintegrated and the void trembled.

What he didn't expect was that the short and fat man immediately turned around, opened his arms, and then struck his palms, and a golden light suddenly shot out, disintegrating the wind blade sent by Fang Wenyuan. Then a scimitar appeared in his right hand and attacked Fang Wen Yuanyuan.

"I knew that you wouldn't leave after killing Rong Fei, so I deliberately separated with a little trick in order to lure you out! You really fell for it!hahaha!" The short and fat man smirked.

Fang Wenyuan saw the short and fat man attacking, and instead of retreating, he advanced to meet him, and sneered at the same time: "You are waiting to chase you all the way here, don't you have a ghost in your heart?"

The short and fat man's face changed slightly, and he didn't speak. At this time, the two of them had already met each other, and the short and fat man's scimitar slashed at Fang Wenyuan's head.

Fang Wenyuan's body technique was already very ethereal, not to mention that with the assistance of the Flowing Wind Boots, the short and fat man's scimitar seemed sharp, but he easily dodged it.

With a buzz, the knife in the short and fat man's hand came out of his hand and chased Fang Wenyuan away, while he waved his hands and commanded the scimitar.

Fang Wenyuan's face sank, and he said secretly: "The art of exorcism!"

The art of exorcism is to control the blade to fly with spiritual power, and then guide it with divine sense, so that the flexibility of the extended blade can be more able to resist the enemy in the air.

This technique can barely be used when it reaches the fifth layer of qi refining, although Fang Wenyuan is already a cultivator of the eighth layer of qi refining, he has never practiced this technique, and he does not have any weapons that are worthy of it, so he can only passively dodge.

After battling the short and fat man, his divine sense immediately sensed that the other two were moving rapidly towards this place. A cold light flashed in Fang Wenyuan's eyes, he didn't dodge, his right hand stretched out and directly grabbed the scimitar. Then the figure flashed, appeared in front of the short and fat man, and kicked it sideways.

The short and fat man was shocked, obviously he didn't expect Fang Wenyuan to be able to grab the scimitar with his bare hands, let alone that he would be able to come so ghostly close, stretching out his arm to block it in a panic. But Fang Wenyuan had been gathering momentum for a long time, and the short and fat man was just in a hurry to resist, so one stumbled and fell to the side with an unstable body.

With this move, he immediately disintegrated the exorcism technique, and the scimitar in Fang Wenyuan's hand no longer struggled. So he shook the scimitar, grabbed the hilt, and slashed at the short and fat man.

Suddenly, as soon as the yellow light appeared, Fang Wenyuan sensed that something was wrong, and immediately put away his knife and flew back. Dozens of earth thorns suddenly rose up, surrounding the place where he had just stood. If it weren't for the speed of his dodge, I'm afraid it would have become a sieve at this moment.

"It's so fast!" Fang Wenyuan looked at the middle-aged man beside the short and fat man, and said secretly!

After that, he took out a remnant long sword from the storage bag and secretly injected spiritual energy into it. looked coldly at the two people in front of him.

"Boy, if you know each other, just call out the treasure you collected before, I can consider letting you live" The middle-aged man said with a faint expression, looking quite confident, because his cultivation was far higher than Fang Wen.

Fang Wenyuan suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had heard a joke, and said, "The person who said this to me before has become my revenant, do you want to be with him?"