The three spiritual palms fell towards Yang Junshan's head almost in no particular order. They were able to cast three spells almost at the same time in a very short period of time. Although they were just ordinary spells, their power was comparable to that of spiritual magic. Powerful, this is actually a method commonly used by monks who have no spiritual heritage to enhance their strength.
How could Yang Junshan take this threat to heart? The Heavenly Wolf Sect monk who was facing Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the footsteps of the person rushing in front of him suddenly became much heavier, and there were three muffled "dong dong dong" sounds. The three spiritual energy palms were shattered when the first muffled sound came. When the second muffled sound came, the man felt a strange force suddenly rise from his feet, as if his entire internal organs were shaken. After leaving the position, stars were flying in front of my eyes, my mind was roaring like a pot was boiling, my mouth was salty, and something seemed to be flowing in my nose and ears.
At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, Yang Junshan only took two steps, and the whole ground began to shake. The monk directly in front of him bore the brunt. Not only was his magic power broken, but he also instantly seemed to be drunk. Generally, blood is flowing from the mouth, nose, and ears, and it is obvious that the person has been severely injured.
"Spiritual magic, Junior Brother Guo, be careful!"
A cry of surprise came, Yang Junshan had already taken the third step, and with this burst of strength, Yang Junshan was confident that the person in front of him would definitely die.
However, this was not a duel after all, but an attack between two teams of monks. As soon as Yang Junshan came up, he severely injured one of the other monks. How could anyone else dare to let Yang Junshan continue to be so vicious? Junshan regarded the person who must be killed as he was suddenly carried backwards for more than ten feet. At the same time, a gold brick suddenly fell from his head. When he was still three feet away, he suddenly activated his Earth Splitting Spiritual Technique. With a muffled roar, Yang Junshan felt a huge force coming towards him. He involuntarily took two steps back, and the golden brick magic weapon also flew back and landed on a man who was fighting evenly with Luo Bingkun. In the hands of the Heavenly Wolf Sect monk.
After this magic weapon was returned to his hands, the Tianlang Sect monk suddenly became more powerful and suppressed Luo Bingkun at a disadvantage in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that a third of the heads in his hand were flying away like this, Yang Junshan was naturally unwilling to accept it. However, at this time, he remembered what Liu Zhifei said before, that group fighting is different from single combat. If he had to force his way in at this time, it would not be the same. It was impossible to kill the Tianlangmen monk who was seriously injured by him, but in this case, Luo Bingkun on his side might also be in trouble.
Without saying a word, Yang Junshan took two steps to cover a distance of more than ten feet, and suddenly pointed his finger at the Tianlang Sect monk who had beaten Luo Bingkun until he could only parry but not fight back. It was the stone breaking technique.
With a crisp sound, the gold brick that was thrown at Luo Bingkun tilted, giving him a chance to breathe and hurriedly broke away from his opponent's attack. In a hurry, he only had to hand Yang Junshan a grateful greeting. Eyes.
Little did he know that Yang Junshan's finger just now really startled his opponent. That finger was clearly just a spell, and it actually almost knocked the golden brick, a magic weapon in his hand, out of his control.
Yang Junshan's attack was a waste of time. The Heavenly Wolf Sect monk who was severely injured by Yang Junshan had come to his senses at this time. Although he was seriously injured, he would not be as nearly as helpless as before. The target of the slaughter only looked at Yang Junshan with eyes filled with fear.
"retreat
! "
The late-stage warrior monk who was fighting against Liu Zhifei was obviously the leader of this group. He saw that his side suffered a big loss as soon as they came up and lost one of their combat capabilities. He knew that he would not be able to escape the benefits if the fight continued, so he immediately called everyone to retreat.
"How can it be so easy to withdraw?"
Liu Zhifei roared, and the medium-grade magic weapon in his hand turned into a meteor and flew down, hitting the opponent's leader. It was obvious that he had used his spiritual power.
"Huh, we just want to leave, can you stop us?"
The leader was also unwilling to be outdone. After calling everyone to retreat, he actually floated alone in mid-air and blocked the crazy attacks of Liu Zhifei, Xiong Xiyi, and Ning Ran who came to help. Although it was very hard to resist, it was for the sake of others after all. Gained time.
Upon seeing this, Yang Junshan and others originally wanted to pursue, but the opponent retreated in an extremely orderly manner, and they never took advantage of it. After the leader saw that his men had safely evacuated, he used the force to pick up Liu Zhifei and the other three and joined forces. He attacked and quickly opened the distance between him and everyone with his flying escape technique.
"I took advantage of this guy, I just injured him!"
Liu Zhifei's mouth was full of regrets, but he was still happy in his heart. In this short encounter, his side not only repelled a group of monks from Tianlangmen without any damage, but also injured two of them, one of whom was injured. He was severely injured and lost his fighting power. This was not a big or small achievement, but it was considered a military achievement. Although it was not a military achievement, it could still get a bargain in monthly supplies.
After the patrol was over and the third team and the fifth team handed over errands and returned to the stronghold, Luo Bingkun quickly thanked Yang Junshan, and Yang Junshan quickly said it was okay.
Zhuang Guangyu on the side smiled and said: "Brother Luo, you have another magic weapon in your hand. I never thought that it would be suppressed by the people from the Wolf Clan that day."
Luo Bingkun said helplessly: "I was careless, and my opponent was too brave. Not only did that person have a magical weapon in his hand, but he also cultivated a spiritual power. I would be my opponent. If Brother Yang hadn't helped me, I might have been I’m going to be injured too, and I’m giving Brother Yang a chance to win a victory. Oh, I really can’t help Brother Yang!”
Seeing the guilty look on his face, Yang Junshan quickly comforted him: "Brother Luo, there is no need to worry about it. Some small things are just a matter of effort. I believe that even if Brother Luo encounters it himself, he will not hesitate to take action."
Liu Zhifei on the side smiled at this time: "Xiao Yang did a good job this time. He gave up the opportunity to perform meritorious service for the sake of Paoze's life. The meritorious service can be done again next time. If Paoze's life is lost, it will really be lost. This time I take action Rescue me, maybe you will be the one saved next time, and after this battle, everyone knows that the fighting methods between the border guards are different from usual ones, right?"