"careful!"
Lan Ying reminded her and also took action at the same time. Her magic weapon was a long hook, which could be used to lock the opponent's magic weapon.
Unexpectedly, this stream of light was extremely soft. Lan Ying's magic weapon clearly caught the sudden light, but the stream of light circled around the long hook lightly, making her attempt to stop it in vain.
In such a flash of light, Lan Ying had no time to stop him. The stream of light fell on Jia He and wrapped it around him, but he stood there unable to move.
However, the wind cone in front of Jia He still hit him without stopping. Jia He could not avoid it and could only watch his body being pierced, penetrated and torn apart by the wind cone until he finally lost consciousness. Fall into the abyss.
The tacit understanding shown by two human monks who had never met each other at a critical moment of life and death was simply amazing. The two of them joined forces to attack, not only relieved the monk from the life-or-death dilemma of being besieged by three people, but also successfully killed each other. One person brought the strength of both parties back to balance in the first place.
This time, Lan Ying and Lao Du did not need to ask questions. Yang Junshan stood under a giant peach tree dozens of feet away. After the monk who broke out restrained the wind cone, his face looked pale. , looking quite embarrassed.
Yang Junshan took two steps forward calmly and walked to the side of the monk, standing side by side with him, facing the two outsider monks Lan Ying and Lao Du opposite him.
The monk straightened up, looked at Yang Junshan sideways, and said in a muffled voice: "It's a loss this time. You got the advantage."
Yang Junshan said seriously: "Brother, what you said is wrong. I haven't seen it with my own eyes. How do I know that I will get all the benefits?"
The monk said angrily: "You guy, you clearly took advantage and acted like a good boy. Apart from a few joint outsider monks, you and I are the only ones left in this Red Mist Mountain. Who else could it be if it weren't for you?"
Yang Junshan asked back: "How do you know that the only human monks in this Red Mist Mountain are you and me, and have you seen it in person? What's more, your life was saved by me. If you pretend to be deaf and dumb, , Brother is dead, why are you still holding on to those benefits?"
The monk immediately whispered aggrievedly: "Is there any justice in this? People take the benefits for nothing, and even a few complaints make people speechless. Hey, by the way, what do you call me? "
Yang Junshan didn't know whether this person was really heartless or deliberately pretending to be so, but he still replied: "I am in Xia Yuzhou Yang Junshan!"
"You're from Yuzhou," the monk obviously didn't believe it. This place was obviously closer to Liangzhou than to Yuzhou, but he nodded and said, "I'm Master Qingfeng, I'm just a casual cultivator."
Yang Junshan naturally saw the suspicion in Master Qingfeng's eyes, but he was too lazy to explain. However, after hearing him call himself "a casual cultivator", he took a serious look at it.
Yang Junshan had witnessed the situation that Master Qingfeng faced just now when he was besieged by three outside monks including Lan Ying. He could persist for such a long time under the joint siege of three outside monks, even if he was called a true monk from any major sect. That's all.
At least Yang Junshan thought that he would not be able to withstand the siege by the three foreign monks just now. Of course, if Yang Jun
After Shan's cultivation has also advanced to the Xuangang realm, that's another story.
"Are you two finished talking?"
After seeing Yang Junshan and Qingfeng Zhenren reunited, the two of them started chatting as if no one else was around. The expressions on the faces of Lan Ying and Lao Du became more and more gloomy. Finally, Lan Ying couldn't hold back her anger and interrupted their conversation with a loud shout. .
The two of them were slightly stunned and looked at the two foreign monks opposite, but heard Na Lanying say in a deep voice: "Who among you two killed Yuan Kong?"
Although these two people cooperated tacitly to kill Moxiu Jiahe in one fell swoop at first, they didn't even know each other's names when they met. Obviously, the two were not in the same group. So they killed Yuan Kong and got the secret of Hongwu Mountain. The news should only be correct by one person.
A thing that was originally determined to be obtained has now become complicated. A small group of five people has now lost three members, and the ownership of the thing they want to obtain has become uncertain.
Yang Junshan and Qingfeng looked at each other, and no one seemed interested in answering. However, Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head and looked at Lao Du, who had been silent next to Lan Ying.
Looking at Yang Junshan's half-smiling expression, Lao Du's face, which was originally covered by many patterns, also changed color slightly. Qingfeng on the side noticed that Yang Junshan's expression was different and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
Yang Junshan smiled "hehe" and said: "This barbarian Taoist friend seems to have a lot of research on poison magic,..."
Master Qingfeng suddenly jumped up and said: "What, did you just use poison magic, why didn't I notice it?"
Master Qingfeng paused, then looked at Yang Junshan and asked curiously: "How did you find out?"
Yang Junshan didn't even look back and said, "You are not even afraid of entering the Red Mist Mountain and facing the peach blossom miasma in the sky. Are you still afraid of other poisonous magical powers?"
Yang Junshan found that Master Qingfeng's thoughts seemed to be a little out of line, so without waiting for him to say anything, Yang Junshan said directly to Lan Ying, the Wu Clan monk opposite: "Then what is the charter of this Wu Clan Taoist Fellow?"
Lan Ying sneered and said: "You and I are just doing it once. We, the people of the Witch Clan, have always fought against each other, who are we afraid of?"
Yang Junshan curled his lips and soared directly from the top of the mountain towards the canopy of the giant peach tree covering dozens of acres.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Master Qingfeng jumped into the air and chased Yang Junshan.
"Looking for the flat peach. Didn't you come here just for the flat peach when you ventured into Hongwu Mountain this time?"