The clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect also quickly raised his hands, but his left hand was slightly slow, which might be related to the injury on his shoulder.
A green light flashed in his hand, and a green shield half a person's height appeared in front of him. On the shield was carved a tiger head with protruding fangs.
The moment the green shield appeared, the tiger head opened its mouth without hesitation and a thick green light flew out.
The next moment, the green light and the emerald green water column that was coming at an angle collided with each other.
Seeing this, Tang Minglong couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
“The spiritual power that this person is exploding now is truly the result of his great perfection in foundation building. Perhaps he really has no hidden abilities.
However, does this Wuliang Sect cultivator really think that the martial arts practiced by his opponent is so low-level? With such a cultivation level, he actually confronted me head-on. If he suffers a great loss later, I can't blame myself. "
Tang Minglong was not really from a small sect as he claimed. He was from a second-rate sect with considerable reputation in the area under the jurisdiction of Shibuyuan.
Second-rate sects often have powerful skills and magic techniques, not to mention that Tang Minglong is the most core elite disciple of this second-rate sect. He has practiced the sect's top secret techniques.
Sure enough, after the emerald green water column hit the green light column with a force of a thousand kilograms, the green light column only lasted for less than two breaths. With a loud bang, the green light column dissipated into a green light spot.
However, Tang Minglong's green water column remained powerful, and the next moment it hit the green shield behind him heavily.
At the moment the two sides came into contact, the clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect glowed with green light all over his body, which was the ultimate manifestation of the wood spiritual energy.
He grasped the handle behind the shield tightly with both hands, and even turned sideways and used his uninjured right shoulder to support the shield.
But with another loud "bang", the clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect was ultimately inferior to his opponent in spiritual power, and was knocked backwards rapidly, blood already flowing out of his mouth and nose, and green water splashed outside his shield.
Tang Minglong's face showed disdain. He only hit him once, but the opponent was so unbearable and he even came forward to challenge him.
The monks behind him had different expressions. Some looked stunned, some were suspicious, and more were laughing.
Just now, they saw the indifferent expression of the monk from the Wuliang Sect and thought he had some amazing killing moves, but it turned out that he was just pretending and it was just for show.
On the other hand, the people on Gong Yuantai's side all had stern expressions, without much emotion on their faces, and no one stepped forward to stop the retreating monk from the Wuliang Sect with a clear face.
After the monk from the Wuliang Sect retreated nearly twenty feet, the power of the green water column was finally exhausted. He finally stopped, and his heavy breathing could be clearly heard.
His whole body was soaked with sweat at this time, and the blood and sweat on his face were intertwined, winding like water worms, and crawling down quickly, looking a little hideous. Just from this attack, his spiritual power was almost exhausted.
"My junior brother, you are no match for me. I think you should let Senior Brother Gong come up. Otherwise... I may not be able to hold back the next attack."
Tang Minglong's voice came faintly, revealing a sense of pride in his voice. He was already walking slowly, and seemed to be getting closer and closer.
However, Tang Minglong and the monks behind him did not think so. Instead, they felt that the other party was a little strange. Knowing that they could not win, they still dared to fight against Tang Long. Isn't this courting death? They didn't know why the other party did this.
Li Yan, who was far away, sighed in his heart, "To be an enemy of the monks of the Wuliang Sect, you must first find out which peak they are from."
Sure enough, after the clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect calmed down the surging spiritual power in his body, he suddenly smiled with bloodshot teeth, which made people feel a little chilling.
"Fellow Daoist Tang, it's better not to move. Otherwise, my spiritual power is greatly depleted. If I can't control myself, you will die here."
When he said this, except for Li Yan and Gong Yuantai's people, all the recruited monks from Shibuyuan and Pure Land Sect were shocked, especially Tang Minglong who was stunned.
He scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, but did not find any attack from the other side. He became furious and sneered continuously.
"You are playing tricks on me. Do you think a monk from the Wuliang Sect would deny even his defeat? You are forcing me to take action!"
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from behind.
"Friend Tang, you... you must not move!"
Then there was a series of inhalation sounds.
"What's this… "
"It's a poisonous insect. He is a disciple of Lingchong Peak. This is a poisonous insect!"
“… … ”
Tang Minglong's sneer froze on his face for an instant. He really didn't dare to move anymore. At this moment, large green spots appeared in his sight, floating around his body.
Tang Minglong immediately understood the opponent's attack intention. He felt a chill in his heart and was also filled with fear.
It would be more accurate to say that he broke in on his own initiative rather than that these poisonous insects surrounded him.
It turned out that all the seemingly stupid attacks of the opponent were to set up a Gu insect array. The fanged tiger head on the shield was not emitting a green spiritual light column, but tens of thousands of green Gu insects. The body of this Gu insect was very tough. Although many of them died under Tang Minglong's heavy blow, he also took the opportunity to set a trap.
Under the deliberate control of the clear-faced monk of the Wuliang Sect, about 80% of the green poisonous insect light columns that spewed out of the Fanged Tiger Head's mouth flew away to both sides on their own the moment they came into contact with Tang Minglong's emerald green water column.
In the eyes of outsiders, it seemed as if the spiritual power was dispersed by Tang Minglong's green water column.
Only the poisonous insects in the center were killed or knocked unconscious by Tang Minglong and fell to the ground.
The attack and defense between the two people only lasted for a few short breaths. The spiritual starlight that dissipated, whether it fell to the ground or floated in the air, usually took a very short process. Therefore, Tang Minglong had no time to use his spiritual sense to check them one by one, and of course he could not find the abnormality of the blue spiritual light column.
While being chased, Tang Minglong rushed into the center of the spiritual power explosion. This was normal when fighting with other cultivators.
Except for a few cultivators present, no one noticed that the spiritual energy floating in the sky was actually star points transformed from poisonous poisonous insects, until the cultivator of the Wuliang Sect secretly cast a spell to activate it.
When these star points rushed towards Tang Minglong's side, they were first seen by the people behind him, and many of them shouted in surprise.
The next moment, these poisonous insects surrounded Tang Minglong, blocking his way. At this time, as long as Tang Minglong made the slightest movement, his body would be covered with poisonous insects in an instant.
The scene made the scalps of the newly recruited monks tingle. Just imagine if these densely packed green insects drilled into their bodies, it would definitely be a fate worse than death.
"I... I... I give up, fellow Taoist... good tricks!"
Tang Minglong didn't dare to move. After swallowing hard, he said with horror on his face.
He looked at the green lights flying around in front of his eyes. He seemed to feel the pairs of excited eyes in these green lights. As long as the other party cast a spell, these green lights would wrap him up thoroughly like poisonous bees in the sky.
At the same time, he felt a little frustrated because he still had many powerful magic techniques that he had not yet used.
If they faced the enemy head-on, the clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect would definitely not be his match, but now his life was in the hands of the other party.
Although he was sure that the other party would not dare to kill him, facing such a terrifying number of unknown poisonous insects, flying around in front of him, ready to drill into his body at any time, Tang Minglong's hair stood on end and he dared not be stubborn.
Seeing that the other party had admitted defeat, the clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect finally smiled.
At this time, he slapped his waist with one hand, held a porcelain bottle in his hand, opened the cork with his thumb, and immediately poured the pills into his mouth.
With a wave of his other hand, he raised the shield. In an instant, a chilling "whoosh" sound was heard in the air. Tens of thousands of green poisonous insects turned into streaks of starlight and slid directly into the mouth of the fanged tiger head on the front of the shield. In just a few breaths, they all disappeared without a trace.
During this process, the monks who had just been recruited remained silent, and even Bro had a solemn look on his face.
Because they not only saw the horror of the other party's poisonous insects, but also saw the sophistication of the other party's sacrificial method.
The clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect is full of wood spiritual power, and even his poisonous insects are of wood attribute, which basically represents a perfect fusion.
Even if we know about this, as long as the opponent changes his attack method, who can guarantee that these poisonous insects are not present in the spiritual power released
If you have to be on guard against these highly poisonous poisonous insects all the time, it will be extremely troublesome when fighting them.
And seeing that the other party didn't care about the large number of dead poisonous insects on the ground, they could also guess that the other party must have the means to make these poisonous insects reproduce in large numbers in a short period of time, so there was no need to worry that the green poisonous insects would be easily consumed.
Tang Minglong saw the poisonous insects that were passing by him like raindrops in the air disappear in an instant. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. After looking at the monk opposite him again, he turned around and went back without saying a word.
The two groups of people in the center of the venue fell into a temporary silence.
After a moment, a clear voice sounded again, "The Wuliang Sect is indeed the most advanced ancient sect on this continent. I would like to ask you for some advice, please teach me!"
As soon as the words fell, a woman stepped out from the crowd where Bro and the others were.
The woman was tall, with skin as white as snow, black hair tied up on top of her head, towering breasts, and a light blue tight palace dress that wrapped around her perfect figure.
Holding a sword as smooth as water, she walked out slowly from the crowd. Then she raised the sword with her right hand so that the tip of the sword was pointing downwards, gripped the hilt, placed her left hand on the back of her right hand, and bowed to the clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect.
"Shuishuimen, Wang Ning!"
She was also one of the leaders among the newly recruited cultivators, and her cultivation had reached the false elixir level. However, facing a challenge from a cultivator whose realm was weaker than hers, Wang Ningyu remained calm and did not show any embarrassment.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem... Miss Wang thinks too highly of me. I just said that I am only a lowly person in the sect. It was just luck that happened. Miss Wang has superb cultivation. I admit that I cannot defeat her."
The clear-faced monk from the Wuliang Sect coughed and waved his hands repeatedly. At the same time, a green light flashed in his hand and he put away the shield. After saying this, he turned around and walked to the back without any hesitation.
He was a bachelor, and he knew that he had played his cards well, and it was impossible for him to win by taking risks. However, in his heart, he was not afraid of Wang Ning.
Among the cultivators who were able to survive the successive battles with the demons, which one is easy to deal with? They are definitely not as weak as he said.