"One Huang Ting, three thunder tribulations, so many Taoist monks were dispatched for Yang. Then why not let one or two immortals come forward, and why so much effort?" Yang Junshan looked at Zhang Yueming asked coldly.
However, to Yang Junshan's surprise, it was not Zhang Yueming who stood up to talk to Yang Junshan, but Song Taoist Bai Qing: "Junshan Taoist thinks too highly of himself. As the saying goes, killing a chicken is useless." If Niu Dao, Jiu Si Immortal Master and others are around, Junshan Daozu will naturally leave it to us!"
"It is indeed Jiu Si Immortal Lord!"
Yang Junshan sneered and said: "Think of it as a trick on Yang's original mark. The two extraterritorial puppets in Yuanling under Zhang Yueming are all the work of Jiu Si Immortal Lord, right?"
Taoist Bai Qing sneered: "Since Taoist ancestor already knows, why bother asking again?"
"So, are you sure that together you can keep Yang outside the territory?" Yang Junshan asked again.
As soon as Yang Junshan finished speaking, he suddenly noticed a strange smile flashing across Taoist Bai Qing's face.
Alarm bells rang in Yang Junshan's heart, but he saw the three Taoists Bai Qing, Jianzhu and Fenghua using their flying swords almost at the same time, and they attacked Yang Junshan like three talents.
The sword formation is actually a sword formation!
Yang Junshan's first reaction was to retreat, and at the same time he used his weapon to stop him.
However, the speed of the flying swords was already fast, but now that the three talents were suddenly formed, their speed was maximized in an instant. As soon as the sky-breaking mace flew out, it was hit by three flying swords in succession, and this middle-grade weapon was struck. Taoist weapons are flying all over the place.
Although Yang Junshan quickly regained control of the Heaven-breaking Mace and recalled it immediately, the three flying swords had already gained the upper hand, and the three sword rays fell instantly, killing the two Taoist skills guarding him. His magical power was shattered into pieces, and then he started fighting with the Sky-breaking Mace again.
At this time, Zhang Yueming suddenly started to take action, but this time he did not rely on the power of the Yuanling Puppet. Instead, he reconvened the four Yuanpai and synthesized the middle-grade Taoist Four Yuanpai. Taking advantage of the Songzhumei The opportunity for the three Taoist sword formations to entangle with the Heaven-breaking Mace directly struck Yang Junshan's natal magic weapon, the Mountain King's Seal.
The Mountain Lord's Seal suspended above his head shook suddenly, and Yang Junshan groaned, but his cultivation was so profound, and his nine-year-old true essence surged, and his whole body stood tall like a mountain, but he still blocked Zhang Yueming's full strength. hit.
However, how could the other party use such a simple trick? Just when Yang Junshan's magic weapon was shaken, a shadow was already quietly appearing, taking advantage of the fact that he lost the protection of two magical powers. It was not far away from him but it was still not noticed. However, this shadow did not take the opportunity to make a sneak attack. Instead, it continued to lurk in the void, as if waiting for something.
Yang Junshan fought against many with one, and Zhang Yueming had practiced the Four Elements Spirit Sealing Technique. He was originally extremely difficult to deal with and was considered the top among Huang Ting Taoist cultivators.
Although the three Taoist cultivators, Song, Zhumei and Song are only Thunder Tribulation cultivators, they are all sword cultivators. Their magical power cultivation is already sharp among the monks of the same level. Now they have formed a sword formation. Together, they can bring the soaring sword intent to Yang. Junshan's pressure is even higher than Zhang Yueming's.
With the joint efforts of these people, even an existence as strong as Yang Junshan's determination was temporarily overwhelmed by everyone's attack. Although he was not completely suppressed, at least from the scene, it seemed that he was defeated. It looks like it's downwind.
But in this case, the situation can still be maintained, which is enough to prove Yang Junshan's
incredible.
In fact, although Zhang Yueming and the other four people could not see anything on their faces, in fact, they were already shocked to the point of falling to the ground in their hearts. Even Zhang Yueming was very lucky, thanks to him not insisting on using his own strength. Fighting Yang Junshan alone, otherwise it would never be the result of only one of the four Yuanling puppets being destroyed.
But even though everyone was frightened by the power displayed by Yang Junshan, no one among the four, whether it was Zhang Yueming or Song Zhumei, showed any intention of retreating. On the contrary, they all continued to entangle with Yang Junshan calmly. .
Yang Junshan's heart moved, and he knew that the other party must have other back-ups, so he would definitely not be able to stay here for a long time, and he needed to leave here as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Yang Junshan suddenly launched a fierce attack on Zhang Yueming. His tyrannical body could support him to continuously perform Taoist magical powers in a short period of time without risking the risk of depletion of true energy and bursting of meridians.
Po Tian Mace and Shan Jun Xi attacked Zhang Yueming one after another, beating Zhang Yueming miserable. If it weren't for the three Yuan Ling puppets under his command, he might not be able to stop Yang at all with just a mid-grade Taoist four-yuan tablet in his hand. Junshan suddenly erupted.
Zhang Yueming was retreating steadily, and the three Taoist cultivators of Pine, Bamboo, and Plum naturally would not sit idly by. The three Taoist cultivators used three flying swords to form a sword formation and turned them into a torrent of sword light, and circled behind Yang Junshan in the starry sky. , and attacked him at the same time, intending to relieve Zhang Yueming's pressure.
Unexpectedly, Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and ran into the torrent of the sword array. Zhang Yueming was still frightened by Yang Junshan's suppression. He couldn't react in time at this time. He could only watch Yang Junshan break away from him and be unable to continue to entangle.
Similarly, the three Taoists Song, Zhu and Mei may have expected that Yang Junshan would choose the opportunity to escape, but they never expected that Yang Junshan would run into the sword formation and choose the most difficult way to break out.
Faced with the ubiquitous sword light encirclement and suppression, Yang Junshan only used his magical power to protect his vital points, and at the same time used his sky-shattering mace to use the Heaven-Shaking Dao Technique, forcing a gap in the sword formation, and then he knocked out with the Mountain King's Seal. Outside the sword formation.
Faced with such a rough way of breaking out, no matter how sophisticated the sword formations of the three Taoist cultivators were, they could not compete with Yang Junshan in a certain aspect without covering all aspects. They could only take the opportunity to cut three holes in Yang Junshan's back and ribs. The four wounds did not even seep out of blood. They were squeezed and sealed by the muscles on both sides of the wounds. Then they watched Yang Junshan escape from the trap.
However, these three Taoist cultivators, including Zhang Yueming, not only did not show any annoyance at this time, nor did they stop their activities, but they rejoined one another and were ready to go. Their eyes even looked at the direction in which Yang Junshan was escaping with a hint of expectation. It was as if he was certain that Yang Junshan would not be able to break through and would return here to be besieged by them in the next moment.
In the flash of lightning, Yang Junshan's escaping light had just rushed out dozens of feet, and the silent void was suddenly torn apart with a sound like a piece of silk.
"Histing Wind Split the Sky, Xiao Xunqian, you are actually here too!"
Yang Junshan's complexion changed drastically. Because he rushed too hard, he didn't even have time to use his other natal magical powers. He could only summon a piece of purple energy in the starry sky again, and traced it back along the cracked void, as if he was going to lose both sides with the opponent. style of play.
A cold snort came from the void. Xiao Xunqian was obviously unwilling to fight Yang Junshan when his own side had the upper hand. The magical power that had been condensed into a thread suddenly dispersed and turned into countless space fragments flying around. At the same time, Yang Junshan's purple energy coming from the east was once again separated.
Although Yang Junshan avoided being seriously injured by a sneak attack at the critical moment, he still
The space blades that were flying forward with the escaping light were forced to interrupt.