Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 170: Top grade

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As early as the moment when Shi Jiutong protected his body with evil spirit, Yang Junshan's Yuanci aura had already noticed that Shi Jiutong's protective evil aura contained Yuanmai aura, and there were more than just this kind. Perhaps it was because of Yang. Because Junshan's spiritual sense could detect more accurately within a range of seventy feet, Yang Junshan also found that the protective evil energy of Shi Jiutong was extremely messy. This shows that he had absorbed more than just the third level of the martial arts realm in order to advance to the martial arts realm. A source of evil spirits.

However, only this Yuanci Spirit Light Evil was enough for Yang Junshan to use it as a springboard to leverage Shi Jiutong's entire body-protecting evil spirit.

Seeing the wisps of spiritual light flying up and down toward the steaming evil aura around him, and instantly blending into it and disappearing, Shi Jiutong instinctively sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped back. At the same time, his spiritual consciousness penetrated deeply into the evil aura and thought. Check for any traces of spiritual light, and try every means to eliminate them.

However, the moment this spiritual light fell into his body-protecting evil energy, it acted like a sieve, filtering Shi Jiutong's body-protecting evil energy. Shi Jiutong felt that his body-protecting evil energy suddenly became much thinner.

This shock made Shi Jiutong tremble. The third level of the warrior realm is also called transforming evil spirits. Evil spirits are the foundation of this level of cultivation. This spiritual light swept away a layer of evil spirits all over the body. This is basically It's weakening the foundation of his cultivation!

This made Shi Jiutong become violent. He pulled out a one-foot-long stick, and then it floated in the air. It was Shi Jiutong's middle-grade magical weapon Ziwu Han Iron Rod.

I saw Shi Jiutong shaking his hand, and the Ziwuhan iron rod turned into a long stick about two feet long and as thick as an goose egg in mid-air with a "whirring" sound, and smashed down on Yang Junshan's head. Before the magic weapon even arrives, the place where the cold wind blows has already been covered with a thin layer of frost.

Yang Junshan's expression was solemn, and he hurriedly retreated. However, the magical weapon seemed to have already locked onto his Qi machine. No matter how he retreated, it would always fall towards his head.

The Tiger's Seal has returned to the top of his head, and a layer of golden light hangs down, protecting Yang Junshan under the light. If he cannot escape, then in the end Yang Junshan can only use the body of the Tiger's Seal to resist Ziwuhan's iron rod. The power.

However, even though the Tiger Seal is the top of the low-grade magic weapons, it would probably be knocked away by a stick when encountering a middle-grade magic weapon like the Ziwu Han Iron Rod. With Shi Jiutong's hatred for him, he might still be able to do it again. Deliberately destroy your own magical weapon.

He slapped his palms towards the golden light hanging down from the Tiger Seal, and another piece of magnetic spiritual light swept through the air. The Ziwuhan iron rod that hit him in the air flickered in the air, but it only flickered, and then he smashed it down at a faster speed. Come down.

When he looked up, he saw a ferocious look on Shi Jiutong's face in the distance. Yang Junshan's expression changed, and without saying a word, he stamped his foot, and a bottomless gap suddenly opened in the entire ground. , Yang Junshan put away the Tiger Seal above his head, and then jumped in.

This time, everyone was dumbfounded. Shi Jiutong was still thinking of sacrificing the magic weapon to pursue, but the cracks in the ground suddenly closed, and then the cold iron rod fell, and the entire ground was smashed into a hole one foot deep. It was a huge pit, but there was nothing at the bottom.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do next. At this moment, Yang Tiangang stepped forward and said: "I will recognize Quan Zi.

If we lose, the next thing will be between me and Ishimura Masa. "

Song Wei was stunned for a moment. No one present knew Yang Junshan's situation at this time. He jumped into a crack in the ground and was buried on the ground. Unless he was a real-life monk, it would be difficult for anyone to find his traces, but this kid What's the matter with burying himself on the ground? Could it be that this kid has also practiced the earth escape technique

But Song Wei then thought about it and thought it was wrong. If he had really mastered the Earth Escape Spiritual Technique, then why would he use the Earth Splitting Spiritual Technique to shake up the ground

However, Yang Tianggang took the initiative to admit defeat for Yang Junshan. Obviously he knew that his son would be safe if he was buried underground, so he also smiled and said: "Your Majesty's move is very original and has opened my eyes a lot. In this case, for For the sake of fairness, let’s have a final battle, and the winner will be the new Nishiyama Muramasa! Oh, by the way, is your son okay?”

As soon as Song Wei finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook again at the edge of the fighting arena. A foot-long crack slowly opened, and a hand covered in dust suddenly stretched out from the ground and grabbed the edge of the crack. , startled the villagers of the two villages watching the battle, and many children were even frightened to the point of crying "Wow!"

"Hill!"

Han Xiumei yelled, and hurriedly jumped to the crack, kicked on the edge of the crack, and the crack that was only opened for one foot suddenly opened another half a foot. Then she grabbed the stretched out hand pen and opened it. Yang Junshan, a native, was dragged up.

The moment Yang Junshan climbed out of the crack, he collapsed to the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a breath of blood-red mud, and whispered: "Damn, I was careless, I almost didn't have the strength to come up!"

"Xiaoshan, how are you now?"

Han Xiumei hurriedly took out a jade bottle and stuffed a valuable healing elixir into Yang Junshan's mouth. Several brothers, including Yang Junping, Yang Junxin and Su Baozhang, who were watching the battle, also hurried over.

But Yang Junshan smiled with difficulty and said: "Mom, don't worry, the foundation is not damaged, it will be fine after a few months of cultivation!"

This was not only meant for Han Xiumei, but also for Yang Tiangang, who was confronting Shi Jiutong.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Yang Tianggang's whole expression relaxed, but at that moment, Shi Jiutong suddenly took action, and the Ziwuhan iron rod brought a large cold wave towards Yang Tianggang.

The real decisive battle between Tuqiu Village and Tushi Village has just begun!