Yang Junshan made a sudden plot, but Lan Ying was unable to dodge. His stone awl broke her protective magical power and pierced her left arm in one fell swoop.
Lan Ying thought to herself that she would not be able to take advantage if the fight continued, so she made a quick decision and wanted to retreat.
Yang Junshan obviously did not expect that the other party would retreat so resolutely. You must know that just now Master Qingfeng yelled that he was poisoned, and the barbarian monk Lao Du also really rushed to Yang Junshan's side to help.
Lan Ying retreated more than a hundred feet away in one fell swoop. Yang Junshan could not catch up, but she heard the roar of Master Qingfeng from the other side: "How can it be so easy to leave?"
Yang Junshan immediately stopped trying to chase the witch monk, turned around and flew towards the position where Master Qingfeng was fighting with Lao Du.
"Old poison, hurry up, that one is also heading towards you!"
When Lan Ying saw Yang Junshan's actions, she immediately shouted a warning. At the same time, she kept a certain distance away from Yang Junshan and ran towards the battle position to respond.
When Yang Junshan arrived, he saw Master Qingfeng's face covered in black and blue, and he was obviously poisoned. However, for some unknown reason, it did not affect his combat power. Instead, he looked like a mad tiger and tried his best to stop the old poison. .
The barbarian monk Lao Du was naturally far inferior to Master Qingfeng in terms of head-to-head combat strength, and all he relied on was the magical power of poison that was hard to guard against.
Before Yang Junshan arrived, Laodu had already heard the reminder from the witch monk Lan Ying, but the same person was reminded by Master Qingfeng. He was poisoned by Laodu and suffered such a big loss, so of course he refused Leave it at that.
The moment Yang Junshan appeared, the "snake twister" flew out of his hand and wrapped directly around Lao Du's body.
Having witnessed with his own eyes how the previous demon cultivator Jia He died tragically after being imprisoned by Yang Junshan, Lao Du was naturally very interested in Yang Junshan's rope and hurriedly took out a long whip made from the cartilage of an unknown wild beast in his hand. After raising the sacrifice, the two magic weapons suddenly became entangled in mid-air.
Yang Junshan missed a hit, but he also restrained Lao Du's magic weapon. Qingfeng Zhenren took advantage of the situation and attacked fiercely. The wind wheel, a spiritual weapon magic weapon in his hand, rotated in mid-air, causing a sharp whistling sound around Lao Du's body. He circled, and once he spotted an opening, he rushed forward.
The protective aura that Lao Du held up could not stop the rapid cutting of the wind wheel at all, and he often needed to use other magical powers again to repel it.
Seeing Yang Junshan take action, the witch Lan Ying also rushed forward to prepare for Lao Du's breakout. She knew very well that Lao Du alone could no longer break out on her own at this time, and the Wu clan had always had a good relationship with the barbarians. Although this operation It has failed, but Lan Ying was able to take the lead in organizing five common monks of different races. This was inseparable from Lao Du's strong support. Due to both emotion and reason, she could not leave Lao Du alone.
Yang Junshan flicked the ball out of the air with his backhand, and there was a "zheng" sound. Lan Ying's long hook was deflected by Yang Junshan's gravel technique, and she suddenly lost her accuracy.
After Lan Ying was injured by Yang Junshan, she could only exert 80% of her strength, but she was a smart person. After seeing Yang Junshan's strength before, she knew that if she rushed forward, she would not be able to take advantage of Yang Junshan, so she simply She was just hanging around in the periphery. When Yang Junshan came to help Master Qingfeng, she also came to disturb him, but when Yang Junshan turned around and targeted her.
At this moment, the witch kept a certain distance from him and immediately turned around and ran away.
Yang Junshan was very tired of being harassed back and forth by this person, but he was helpless to do anything about it. Fortunately, Master Qingfeng had completely gained the upper hand at this time. Although Yang Junshan could not participate in the siege, he would occasionally have one or two magical powers to help. , Lao Du's situation is still precarious.
Yang Junshan could see that Master Qingfeng's magic weapon Wind Wheel was obviously specially made for the inheritance of magical powers he practiced. Although Master Qingfeng calls himself a casual cultivator, this inheritance can be matched with the skills and magical powers he cultivates. And my strength is extremely strong. It is obvious that this person has either lied and is actually a disciple of a large sect; or he has been blessed by a senior master and has been fortunate enough to receive a complete and rigorous inheritance.
Lan Ying was able to contain Yang Junshan to the limit. On the other side, Master Qingfeng continued to use his strength. A wind wheel defeated Lao Du's several magical powers, and Lao Du's barbarian magic weapon was entangled by Yang Junshan's "Snake Choke" from time to time. , finally accidentally, Master Qingfeng caught the flaw, the wind wheel whizzed past, and cut off Lao Du's left leg below the knee.
Laodu screamed in pain, and the blood spurting from the wound on his left leg suddenly turned into a black and red blood mist, and he rushed towards Yang Junshan with his teeth and claws.
The old poison looked fiercely, and suddenly pointed at the severed half of the calf. The barbaric patterns on the calf suddenly flashed with a faint light, and then the patterns began to spin rapidly as if they were coming alive.
Yang Junshan instinctively sensed the danger, and saw the strange black and red blood mist coming towards him, and hurriedly shouted: "No, retreat quickly!"
This time, Yang Junshan didn't need to say anything. Master Qingfeng, who had already suffered a loss, followed Yang Junshan back without saying a word. A loud noise came from the position where the half-cut leg was previously, and countless blood rain splashed, and the thickness of the thigh was The branches were directly pierced, and after the holes were pierced, the branches still made a "chichi" sound, and the hole was still expanding under the corrosion of the blood foam.
Yang Junshan and Qingfeng Zhenren had already retreated dozens of feet away, avoiding the powerful corrosive rain of blood. When they returned to the distance, Lan Ying and Lao Du had already disappeared. .
Yang Junshan looked at Master Qingfeng's black and blue face that was stained by the poison, and asked: "Fellow Taoist, are you okay with the poison on your body?"
Qingfeng Zhenren stretched out his hand in front of him, and a stream of water light spread out, forming a water mirror, reflecting his shadow in the water.
"Fuck!" When Master Qingfeng saw himself in the water mirror, he swore on the spot and said, "Now, I'm afraid it will take three to five months to expel the toxins."
Master Qingfeng obviously has a unique way to deal with toxins, so Yang Junshan didn't hesitate to ask, so he said: "This time it's over. Since my fellow Taoist has a way to get rid of the poison, I'll take my leave."
"I'm not busy. I would like to ask fellow Taoist to do a small favor."
"What?" Yang Junshan turned his head in confusion.