Yang Junshan "took advantage of the fire", Taoist Miaoyong snorted but had no choice but to withdraw his magical power and leave. The silver-threaded cassock that was almost unable to hold up in the mid-air also took back the cassock. The owner of the cassock had never been affected by the loss of the black gold in the deep sea. Angry, Yang Junshan never interacted with him at all. If there was a tacit understanding between the two parties, they never had any communication. Instead, they turned to the fight for other treasures, but the two who had clearly had conflicts did not leave too far. , but the distance between them became closer in the fight with others.
In the chaos, Yang Junshan and Song Taoist tried their best to fight for a photo inheritance bead, but they were able to repel it. Unexpectedly, Liu Xunqing suddenly came out. However, this person did not come for the inheritance bead, but He was using a flying sword to take the opportunity to kill Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan was furious but had no choice but to give up the inheritance he was about to obtain. He swept the mountain-breaking mace and smashed the flying sword away in the air.
Song Daoren originally had no hope of getting the inheritance bead, but unexpectedly someone was willing to make a wedding dress for him for free. But when he saw that it was Liu Xunqing, he knew it and immediately turned around to take the inheritance bead away.
Unexpectedly, a string of rosary beads was one step ahead of him, and it circled the inheritance bead, causing Song Taoist to see the duck in his hand fly away again.
"Amitabha, the three donors decided the winner first, but this poor monk who inherited the pearl is disrespectful!"
In a slightly solemn tone, he said the same words as Yang Junshan had said before, but this monk from the Buddhist clan was not a good person either.
Song Daoren missed twice in succession, and he was naturally angry in his heart. With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he realized that the Buddhist monk was only in the Rui Qi realm, and his Yuan Shen Dharma was quite strong and he swept towards the Buddhist monk with great force.
Unexpectedly, although the cultivation of the Shi clan was not as good as him, his defensive ability was extremely strong. A golden statue flashed away in the turbulence of space, but it was greeted by Taoist Xia Song's attack.
Song Daoren snorted coldly and pulled away. At this time, most of the cabin in the middle of the Dinghaizhou deck was shattered, and the treasures in the secret space were flying everywhere. Song Daoren could not give up the opportunity to fight for these treasures just to vent his anger, let alone Na Shi. Although the clan monks are not as strong as him, they are not soft persimmons that can be manipulated by him.
On the other side, Yang Junshan was attacked by Liu Xunqing and missed the opportunity to obtain the inheritance bead. Seeing the inheritance bead being taken away by monks from the outside world, he simply calmed down and wanted to teach Liu Xunqing a lesson first.
However, Liu Xunqing was obviously not Yang Junshan's opponent, but he still did not give up the fight with Yang Junshan. In addition, this person was a veteran Taoist cultivator in the Qingyun realm, and his magical power was extremely slippery when used. In addition, the deck of Dinghaizhou was at this time. There was chaos above. At least twenty Taoist cultivators were fighting for the treasures thrown out from the collapsed secret space. There were dangers everywhere, but Yang Junshan couldn't deal with this person for a while.
Seeing several treasures flying around him one after another, but could only watch helplessly falling into the hands of other monks, Yang Junshan suddenly understood that Liu Xunqing was not seeking revenge at all, but clearly just wanted him to have no time to participate. Seize the treasure to disgust him!
Just when Yang Junshan was at his wits' end, something strange happened again above the deck of Dinghaizhou!
A chaotic sword light suddenly erupted out of nowhere, and then suddenly ignored the space barrier surging above the deck at this time, and directly crossed the void. Each sword light accurately caught up with every Daoist who was fighting on the deck at this time. exist!
Yang Junshan was shocked. When the sword light came, he did not take measures. However, the sword light seemed to have targeted him. No matter how he dodged, blocked, or shook the void, the sword light still ignored him. The space field, even ignoring the blockage of the broken mountain mace, went straight to his chest.
What kind of sword magic power is this? It can actually ignore the limitations of space magic power, so fast that most Taoist beings have no time to use their own Tao magic power to resist
The horrifying thoughts flashed through his mind, and Yang Junshan couldn't even take care of Liu Xunqing next to him.
Don't concentrate all your energy to deal with the sword light that is so close.
Fortunately, at this time, every Taoist entity participating in the melee on the deck was attacked and killed by the sword light. Amidst the shouts of exclamation, Liu Xunqing was also struck by a sword light. For a moment, the sky above the originally chaotic deck was unexpectedly rare. There was a moment of calm.
Then a horrified voice suddenly broke the silence on the deck of Dinghaizhou: "Tianya Sword Jue!"
It’s the voice of Dongxu Patriarch of Feiliu Sword Sect!
Yang Junshan was shocked. The magic weapons Shan Junxi, Mountain Breaking Mace and Yin Kong were all thrown away by him. Looking at the sword light in front of him, he actually chose to use his magical power with his bare hands and this sword light. Contrary to consumption!
Tianxian means!
Yang Junshan pointed with his right hand, and faced the sword light tit for tat!
The tip of the index finger of Yang Junshan's right hand suddenly broke open, and drops of blood dripped down like water, while the three-foot sword light suddenly annihilated one foot and five inches.
However, Yang Junshan didn't feel at all relaxed in his heart. He retracted his pointed index finger into a fist, but his arm never stopped stretching forward, and his right fist actually hit the sword light!
A shocking punch!
The remaining foot and a half of sword light suddenly peeled off in pieces, leaving only five inches of sword light!
Five inches close at hand!
Yang Junshan looked solemn, his right arm had been fully opened, his clenched fist suddenly opened, and a piece of light condensed in the palm of his hand.
The most impregnable secret!
Yang Junshan actually condensed a protective magical power into the palm of his hand!
Yang Junshan actually used three magical powers in succession at the moment he stretched his right arm, even though they were only magical powers!
The remaining five inches of sword light flashed into the palm of his hand.
Yang Junshan groaned, and the concentrated golden light ball in his palm suddenly collapsed. A needle light flew out from the back of his hand along with a string of blood beads, and went straight to his right eye. However, Yang Junshan seemed to suddenly relax at this moment. He took a breath and watched calmly as the thin needle-like sword light approached three inches away from his right eye. It decomposed into several starlights and scattered and disappeared in front of his eyes.
Yang Junshan's right eyelid still twitched involuntarily, and his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably due to the weak sword light. However, he finally blocked this magical swordsmanship that was famous in the world of cultivation!
As for the injury that penetrated the palm of his right hand, it was nothing to the physically strong Yang Junshan.
The moment Yang Junshan blocked the sword light, groans, screams, cries of pain, and even howls of despair came from above the deck one after another!
Yang Junshan hurriedly raised his head and looked not far away, but he saw that the golden body of Jia Hui, an ascetic cultivator of the Buddhist clan, had been chopped into pieces. Jiahui, who originally looked solemn, now had a face as golden as paper. A finger-width gash was torn open in the silver cassock that struck him. His left rib was pierced, and his lungs seemed to be injured. Mouthfuls of blood foam poured out of his mouth.
Jiahui looked seriously injured, but when Yang Junshan looked at him, he nodded inconspicuously. It can be seen that although he was injured by Tianya sword light, his life was not in danger.