Although Yang Junshan grasped the opponent's sneak attack weapon with his hand at the last moment, the scorching heat coming from the "Silver Sky" made Yang Junshan frown.
But the ghost cultivator fled away without thinking, not even caring if his own magic weapon fell into the opponent's hands.
What a joke, who dares to provoke a person who can hold a magic weapon with his bare hands? What's more, if Yang Junshan makes up his mind to kill him, it will be difficult for him to escape unscathed.
However, Yang Junshan is somewhat hesitant. If he chases the ghost cultivator now, he will definitely be unable to catch up with the fight for the thousand-year-old ginseng king. But if he doesn't pursue it, the ghost cultivator's natal ghost weapon will fall into his hands, and he will definitely be punished next. Although he was not afraid of being unwilling to give up, it was still a headache to always be prepared for the sneak attacks of a Tai Gang ghost cultivator.
Fortunately, Yang Junshan didn't need to think too much at this time, the ghost cultivator had already made the choice for him.
There was a crisp "click" sound, and the ghost weapon suppressed by Yang Junshan suddenly shattered on its own. The ghost cultivator actually destroyed his own ghost weapon.
From the perspective of the ghost cultivator, he had just almost attacked and killed Yang Junshan, and the other party would definitely want to eat his flesh. And if his natal ghost weapon fell into the hands of the opponent, there was no way he could get it back. What made the ghost cultivator even more frightened was that , this person seems to be very familiar with the ghost cultivator's methods. After suppressing the ghost weapon, he easily isolated the soul connection between the ghost cultivator and the natal magic weapon. He could only rely on the induction between heart and blood to feel that the human monk seemed to be trying to Erase the mark he left in the magic weapon.
Under such a situation, the ghost cultivator would rather destroy his magic weapon than let Yang Junshan get it.
Relying on the remaining sense of mind and blood, the ghost cultivator destroyed the magic weapon of his life and also injured himself. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he quickly fled out of the mountain forest.
Although Yang Junshan was a little puzzled that the ghost cultivator chose to destroy his own magic weapon so quickly, after all, the self-destruction of the magic weapon would definitely cause serious injuries to the ghost cultivator himself. At least Yang Junshan did not have to worry about the ghost cultivator continuing to cause trouble for him in the future. .
However, this made Yang Junshan somewhat regretful. The ghost weapon used by the ghost cultivator in the sneak attack was extremely sharp. He originally followed the method given by Bao Yuer, suppressed the ghost weapon and then gradually eliminated the mark left by the opponent. Perhaps It was also possible to get a complete ghost weapon, but I never thought that the other party would be so decisive.
It's just that this ghost cultivator gave him a very strange feeling. Moreover, this ghost cultivator's ability to hide his figure was comparable to Bao Yu'er, and even a bit more sophisticated. An idea jumped out of Yang Junshan's mind. Could it be that the origin of this ghost cultivator is also the direct descendant of the ten major ghost clans
Yang Junshan shook his head to get rid of this idea from his mind. The brief and quick fight with the ghost cultivator was enough to alarm several cultivators who were currently competing for the Millennium Ginseng King in the middle of the forest.
How could these people allow Yang Junshan to stand on the outside so blatantly and prepare to be a fisherman? Almost three Taigang masters attacked Yang Junshan in unison, either severely injuring him and expelling him, or involving him in the war. Rely on ability.
Yang Junshan's soul thought swept away and he found that all the fighting monks were Tai Gang. Yang Junshan was naturally not afraid of this. Shan Junxi lowered the "golden soup" light curtain to protect himself, forcefully received a magical power from one of them, and then used both hands to Zhang, two green-gold rays of light entwined and rotated around each other, turning into two whirlpools around him.
The wind wiped away the other two incoming magical powers one by one.
"I am as strong as gold, and I have magical powers. I am He Liang of the Taotian Gate. What do you call me?"
The monk who was blocked by Yang Junshan completely relying on his guardian powers shouted loudly.
Although Yang Junshan neutralized the attacks of the three Tai Gang monks, he could not stay out of the incident. While neutralizing his magical powers, he had to join in the melee with other monks.
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "I'm going to Yang Junshan in Yuzhou!"
Another person's voice came and said: "I'm looking at Whale Tower Fang Yusheng, but the name of fellow Taoist is somewhat unfamiliar to me. I wonder what sect you come from?"
Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, and the Mountain King's Seal fell down from above his head. He struck a sea monster fiercely and said with a smile: "Shan Ye Villager, how can there be any big sect in Yuzhou now!"
"Oh," Fang Yusheng replied lightly, obviously not as interested as before.
He Liang seemed to still have some interest in Yang Junshan, but the Kraken who was Yang Junshan's opponent obviously realized that Yang Junshan was not easy to mess with, and instead launched a fierce attack on He Liang. He Liang was in a hurry for a while, but he couldn't care less. He opened his mouth to ask.
But at this moment, a monk opened his mouth and vomited, and a little light flew out and went straight to the door in front of Yang Junshan.
"Hey, Gu Xiu!"
Yang Junshan exclaimed, and with one finger he was about to shine out like that point of light.
With a "crack" sound, the light seemed to be shattered by Yang Junshan's finger, but in an instant it turned into thousands of cold stars, flying from all directions towards all the surrounding monks trying to compete for the Millennium Ginseng King. Among them, Yang Junshan was besieged the most. It seemed that The Gu cultivator took great care of Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan pointed his finger at the magic weapon above his head, and the Yuanci Bao's light turned into a curtain of light and spread. All the cold light that penetrated into it seemed to be dragged down several times the weight of his own body. It was only a tiny golden-winged Gu insect, but it looked quite ferocious.
Yang Junshan waved his hand, and another piece of green light swept down. Most of the golden-winged Gu insects that fell on the ground were wiped out by him in an instant.
The Gu cultivator originally relied on his golden-winged Gu to delay for a moment so that he could gain time to seize the Thousand-Year Ginseng King. Who would have expected that Yang Junshan would defeat his method in an understatement. He had already rushed towards The figure in the center of the clearing froze suddenly. Before Yang Junshan could stop him, another figure suddenly rushed in from outside the woods and sprayed a stream of water arrows towards the Gu cultivator from a distance.
The Gu cultivator took advantage of the situation and retreated, but his attention was not on the sea monster monk who had just rushed in, but mostly on Yang Junshan.
Surprisingly, Yang Junshan not only did not take action against the Gu cultivator at this time, nor did he fight for the Millennium Ginseng King, even the other Siren cultivator who had just rushed in did not take a look, but turned his gaze towards He Liang and Fang Yusheng, the two true successors of the two major overseas sects.