If Yang Junshan was able to withstand the magical power of swordsmanship by just using the Mountain Breaking Technique with his bare hands before, and was unable to make the masked green-robed monk retreat in the face of difficulties, now it was seen that without Yang Junshan making a counterattack, he was able to He was able to neutralize the attacks of more than a dozen monks with his own strength, yet he didn't know that he had hit a brick wall this time.
But as a sword cultivator, how could he give up before dispelling the last trace of doubt in his heart!
The flying sword turned into a cold light in mid-air and entangled with Yan Qinxi's Taibai Golden Sword. But at this moment, there was an identical cold light that suddenly separated from the fight, turned into a cold light and shot towards Yang again. Junshan kills him.
This move is his most proud swordsmanship, the "Light Splitting Sword Technique". After mastering it, he has always used it as a way to keep himself under pressure, and has never used it in a fight.
The fundamental reason why our side fell into total passivity is that the young monk on the other side protected everyone with his guardian power, which allowed their companions to fight back without any scruples. As long as he could kill with his sword, Even if it only poses a threat to him, the other party will definitely be unable to maintain the use of two protective magical powers.
Seeing that his proud sword went straight through the surrounding magnetic spiritual light, the sword light did not receive the slightest impact. The light curtain that followed the mountain guarding spiritual technique was also penetrated, and the flying sword went straight to Yang Junshan's throat.
Hide, I know my sword can't hurt you, but as long as it can break your guardian supernatural power!
However, under the hopeful gaze of the green-robed masked monk, Yang Junshan, who was hanging in mid-air, suddenly smiled. His right index finger suddenly moved forward, and a sharp breath rushed out from the fingertips.
What, under the horrified gaze of the green-robed masked monk, his own sword light was shattered with a "pop" sound, and the overflowing sword energy could not even splash to three feet in front of Yang Junshan. .
Yang Junshan looked at the green-robed monk with a slight sneer in his eyes. Although your swordsmanship is exquisite and sharp, how much power do you have left after you have penetrated the Yuanci aura and the Hand Mountain spiritual art one after another
The green-robed monk's face turned pale as he was covered up. This person's strength was beyond his ability to predict. Who the hell told him that after the collapse of Shaking Heaven Peak, the Yuzhou cultivation world was now a bunch of weak soldiers and crab generals
The Qingfeng sword suddenly surged in light, temporarily forcing the Taibai Gold Sword to retreat. Then the green-robed masked monk withdrew and retreated, shouting at the same time: "Retreat, everyone retreat!"
Seeing this, the rest of the people set up their escape lights to escape, but the sophisticated Yan Zhong and Ning He seemed to have expected that the other party would do this. The two of them jumped out of the magical protection of Shou Shan Lingshu. The escape lights flickered under their feet, and they were already there. He chased after two monks who were escaping with a wounded companion each.
When the two monks saw this, they were shocked and left their companions to escape. But how could Yan Zhong and Ning He give them a chance? They circled the magical weapons in their hands, ignoring the injured on the ground and just entangled these two people. In the distance.
In this moment of delay, Wu Shuo, Yan Qinxi and Ning Bin had already caught up with them, and several of them took action together. The two entangled monks and the two injured died suddenly. Those monks who escaped originally wanted to return. He tried to save him, but when he saw the situation, he turned around and ran away faster.
As for Yang Junshan, the moment the group of monks turned around and ran away, they had already dispersed the mountain-guarding spiritual skills and Yuanmai aura. The shuttle was already ready to go, leading Yang Junshan in pursuit of the fleeing green-robed monk. go.
The monk in green robe did not panic when he saw this, but saw his hands condensed into
With a flick of his sword finger, the green-edged long sword fell to his feet. His running speed accelerated instantly, and the distance between him and Yang Junshan was gradually widening.
When Yang Junshan saw this, he suddenly shouted. The green-robed monk thought that Yang Junshan was going to attack with an imperial weapon, so he hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw a bronze mirror in Yang Junshan's hand, and the yellow light flickered. The green-robed monk suddenly felt Dazzled.
No, the green-robed monk was filled with sword energy. In an instant, he tore apart the illusion in front of him. He was already awake, but there was a muffled sound of "collapse" in his ears.
The green-robed monk immediately realized that he was in a huge crisis almost at the same time. He didn't even have time to raise his eyes to see what was going on. His whole body fell down on the flying sword, and there was a burst of tearing pain on his shoulders. Pain came.
The green-robed monk shouted, and the green-fronted sword spun in mid-air, then returned to his feet and flew away quickly. Only then did he see clearly that a long arrow had just hit his shoulder. A two-inch long blood groove was cut on his shoulder.
It's a pity that I couldn't master "shrinking the ground into an inch", otherwise I would definitely be able to kill this person!
Yang Junshan put away the Snake Kiss Bow in his hand angrily, and when he was about to turn around and return, he paused slightly, then turned around again and flew to a tree dozens of feet away.
The wind-milled copper arrow that he had just shot hit the trunk of the tree after it was exhausted. Yang Junshan pulled out the long arrow. The slightly deformed arrow still had the blood and minced meat of the green-robed monk just now. .
Yang Junshan returned to join the crowd, looked at the four corpses on the ground, and said, "Did you find anything?"
Yan Zhong looked a little solemn and said, "I'm afraid I have offended a powerful enemy!"
Yang Junshan's expression became much heavier and he asked: "Which sect does he belong to? The green-robed monk just now has extremely powerful swordsmanship. He is at least a true disciple in the Yuzhou Sect. He cannot be from the Jade Sword Sect, right? "
Yan Zhong shook his head and said: "It's not the Jade Sword Sect or other sects. These people are not even monks from Yuzhou."
"A monk from outside the state?"
Yang Junshan frowned when he heard this and said: "Shaking Tian Peak has even attracted monks from other states. Where exactly is it from? Senior Yan is well-informed, maybe you can tell?"
Yan Zhong stretched out his hand and opened it. In his palm were several nameplates that were neither gold nor jade, and said: "They are monks from Fengxue Sword Sect, a sect in Liangzhou, north of Yuzhou."
Yang Junshan picked up a nameplate and looked at it carefully. On the front of the nameplate, he saw a picture of white snow swept by a strong wind, and a relief of a flying sword flying against the wind. On the back, the identity of the owner of the nameplate was engraved: Fengxue Sword Sect. Inner disciple Feng Yibiao.
"How much does Senior Yan know about this sect, and what is the strength of this Fengxue Sword Sect? Since it is called the Sword Sect, it must be a sword cultivator sect, but among those people just now, there are not many who know the magic of swordsmanship."
Yan Zhong smiled and said: "The strength of this sect is not weak. It should be comparable to the strength of the three major sects in Yuzhou. However, this sect is not a sword sect. The so-called Fengxue Sword Sect should actually be Feng and Xue." , Sword Sect, refers to the abbreviation of the three types of magical powers of this sect. These three magical powers are wind attribute, cold attribute and sword magic. Because the name of the sect is often misunderstood, Fengxuejian The sect also calls itself the Three Jue Sect.”
Yang Junshan suddenly realized that among the group of monks who had just ambushed him, there were only two or three monks who wielded flying swords.
The general strength of sword cultivators is better than that of ordinary cultivators, especially their attack skills.