Siege
Chapter 1379:Siege
"A yellow court, three thunder robberies, for a certain Yang actually sent so many monks, then why not let one or two immortals come forward, how can it be so expensive?"Yang Junshan looked at Zhang Weiming coldly and asked.
However, unexpected to Yang Junshan, it was not Zhang Yeming who stood out to talk with Yang Junshan, but Bai Qing, a Songdao person: "The Junshan Daozu is too high to see himself, the so-called killing chicken with a cow knife, Jiu Ting Xianzun is in the body, Junshan Daozu naturally handed over to us is!" 」
“It’s really the Nine Immortals!”
Yang Junshan sneered and said, "I want to do hands and feet on the original imprint of Yang, Zhang Yeming's two outer-field puppets in the Yuanling, are the hands of Jiu Xianzheng?"
The Baiqing Dao sneered, “Since Daozu already knows it, why should I ask?”
“Then can you join forces to leave Yang outside the country?”Yang Junshan asked again.
Yang Junshan's voice had just fallen, but suddenly found a strange smile flashing on the face of Bai Qingdao.
Yang Junshan's heart alarm bells, but saw Baiqing, Jian Zhu and Fenghua three Dao people almost sacrificed the flying sword at the same time, and the momentum of three talents attacked Yang Junshan.
The sword is the sword!
Yang Junshan's first reaction was to step back, and at the same time, the sacrifice was trying to stop.
However, the speed of the flying sword was originally fast, and now suddenly formed a three-way situation is to play the speed in an instant to the extreme, the breaker has just flown out, and then successively three flying sword relays in the general point of the body, the middle grader is picked up.
Although Yang Junshan quickly regained control of the breaker and recalled it in the first time, the three flying swords have been able to compete for the first opportunity, and the three swords were immediately cut off, and the two magics around him were separated from the eight pieces, and then they did a new battle with the break-up.
At this time, Zhang Weiming also suddenly began to do, but this time did not use the power of the Yuan Ling puppet, but the four yuan cards were reconvened, synthesized the four-yuan card of the middle quality, taking advantage of the three-talent sword of the three talents of Songzhu Mei and the opportunity to entanglement, directly in Yang Junshan's own life treasure mountain.
The mountain king suspended over his head suddenly shook for a while, Yang Junshan was muffled, but he repaired why he was so deep, Jiu Lingyuan surged, and the whole person stood like a mountain, and finally blocked Zhang Yiming's full force.
However, how can the other party use such a simple routine, just when Yang Junshan's fortune weapon has been shaken, a shadow has been quietly in between, taking advantage of the loss of two divine protection, diving to his side not far away but still not found, but this shadow did not take the opportunity to sneak, but continue to lurk in the void, as if waiting for something.
Yang Junshan with an enemy, that linguistic practice on the four yuan seal spiritual art, was originally extremely difficult, in the Yellow Court practice can be called the top existence.
Although the three monks of Songzhu Mei are only the thunderbolts, the three are swords, and the spiritual practice is sharp among the monks of the same order, and now it is composed of sword arrays, under the joint force, the pressure of the sword to bring Yang Junshan to Yang Junshan is even above Zhang Yeming.
Under the joint efforts of these people, even if it is as strong as the existence of Yang Junshan, for a time, the left and right under the attack of the people, although not completely suppressed, but at least from the scene, it seems to have fallen into the appearance of the downwind.
But in this case, the situation can still be maintained, which is enough to prove the strength of Yang Junshan.
In fact, Zhang Weiming and other four people can not see anything, but in fact, the heart has long been shocked to send the five bodies, and even Zhang Weiming is even more happy, thanks to his own strength to fight Yang Junshan alone, otherwise it can not be the result of the destruction of only one of the four Yuan spirit puppets.
But even if everyone is afraid of the strength of Yang Junshan, whether it is Zhang Yeming or Songzhu Mei, none of the four people showed the meaning of retreat, on the contrary, they still tangled with Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan moved in his heart, knowing that the other party must have other backhands, then this place will certainly not stay for a long time, he needs to leave this place as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Yang Junshan suddenly launched an onslaught on Zhang Yiming, and the strong body was able to support him to carry out the continuous exercise of Taozhi magic in a short period of time, without the risk of the real gap and the risk of meridian propulsion.
Breaking the sky and the mountain Junwei successively attacked, the Zhang Yiming hit the bitter, if not his hand has not yet three Yuan Ling puppets, just a hand in the hand of the four-yuan card, afraid that it is not able to stop Yang Junshan this sudden outbreak.
Zhang Yeming there is a defeat, loose, bamboo, plum three cultivation naturally will not sit idly, three lanes of the sword to drive the sword array into a sword light flood, in the starry sky round back to Yang Junshan behind, while attacking him, the intention to reduce the pressure of Zhang Yeming.
At this time, Yang Junshan suddenly hit back into the torrent of swords, Zhang Yeming has just been suppressed by Yang Junshan's heart, this time the fundamental reaction is not enough, can only watch Yang Junshan and his disengagement can not continue to entanglement.
Similarly, the three Dao people of Song, Zhu and Mei may have calculated that Yang Junshan would choose the opportunity to escape, but in any case, he did not think that Yang Junshan would crash into the torrent of swords and choose the most difficult way to break through.
In the face of the ubiquitous sword light encirclement, Yang Junshan only guarded the key with divine power, and at the same time, he broke the magic trick to shake the sky with the sky, forcibly broke a gap in the sword array, and then hit the mountain outside the sword array.
In the face of such a rude way of breaking through, even if the three swords of cultivation are exquisite, they can't fight with Yang Junshan in some aspects in a comprehensive situation, and they can only take the opportunity to draw three or four wounds on the back of Yang Junshan and under the ribs, and even blood is not oozing out, it will be squeezed and blocked by the muscles on both sides of the wound, and then look at Yang Junshan.
However, these three sermons, together with Zhang Weiming, at this time, not only did not have the slightest chagrin, but did not suffocate, but re-joined a plan to start, looking at the direction of Yang Junshan and even contain a trace of expectation, as if to determine that Yang Junshan could not break through, the next moment will be here to besieged.
Between the electric stone fire, the light of Yang Junshan had just rushed out dozens of feet, and the quiet void was suddenly ripped open at the same time as a cracking sound.
“Shut up, you’re here too!”
Yang Junshan's face changed greatly, because he rushed too hard, he was too late to perform other powers, and could only re-route a purple spirit in the starry sky, along the emptiness of the cracked back, a way to beat each other's losses.
A cold grunt came from the void, and Xiao Shuqing apparently did not want to work hard with Yang Junshan in the case of his own great advantage, and the magic that had been condensed into a front suddenly dispersed, turning into countless pieces of space debris, and at the same time, it once again split Yang Junshan's purple east from the divine.
Although Yang Junshan avoided being hit hard by sneaking in a critical moment, the original light was also forced to interrupt the space where the flying.
But at this time, a Buddha number high hustle, the original loud and high voice heard in people's ears but has a sense of treachery.
Yang Junshan is powerful, and the tires even have to reverse the pure sun, and naturally they are not afraid of this sound and bewitching.
However, after the Buddha, the golden statue of the Buddha that almost illuminated the starry sky in front of him was a warning work in Yang Junshan's heart!
“The release people!”
There was a glimmer of disbelief in Yang Junshan’s exclaim.
But I saw that the huge Buddha statue gold body was slowly lifting the palm of his hand and turning it over, and the next moment he would be pressing down on Yang Junshan's head.
At this time, Yang Junshan is facing the biggest crisis after leaving the world for nine days!
Yang Junshan burst into a drink, the body suddenly began to rise, although the war has made the real element in his body unable to make it out, but the forced exercise of the magic of the celestial magic, still let him further squeeze the potential in the body.
A nearly six-year-old giant appeared in the starry sky and collided with the palm of the hand of the Buddha's gold body.
In the midst of the loud noise, the bright light was in the stars.
Yang Junshan's huge body in the process of stumbling back, because the body can not help and continue to shrink, waiting for him just stabilized the body, the chest is stuffy, the face is slightly changed, the mouth spewed a blood arrow, this breakout is a failure.
On the other side, the Buddha statue gold body was suddenly broken in the light, but in the broken Fa phase, a handsome and beautiful young man in gold clothes came out of it, and when he was connected to Yang Junshan's eyes, the original pale face appeared a look of evil charm, and a slight head to him.
"The poor monk Jiaxi, I have seen the ancestors of the mountain, and the Daozu is not safe!"
Yang Junshan looked at each other coldly and coldly said, “Yang doesn’t remember having an intersection with your release!”
The monk smiled slightly and said, “The ancestors of Daozu forget a lot, when the poor monk was just reincarnated in the world of Sunday, he was almost killed by the Taozu, Daozu now does not remember, the poor monk remembers very well!”
"Incarnate spirit child, it will actually be you, but Yang is curious that you can actually go out of the region, are you outside the people who have also invested in the door of the boundary?"
Say it, Yang Junshan did not wait for the spiritual child to answer, but turned his eyes, looked at another place in the starry sky, sneered: "And you Xiao Xinqing, the purple style of the church Huang Ting Daozu, I do not know that you have joined hands with the monks of the boundary, if you let the noble ancestors know, how will they feel?"
“Hm!”
A cold hrum came from the place where Yang Junshan's eyes were, a burst of space ripples, Xiao Yan's body emerged from the ripples, but his face looked a little ugly at this time.
"Xiao Daoyou has not yet done it, can't you see that he is delaying time to recover the real yuan that has already dried up in the body?"
With a warning in the low voice, Zhang Yeming and others had chased him from behind, and Yang Junshan once again fell into the encirclement of the crowd.
Xiao Yan laughed sneered, for the warning of the Baiqing Dao people did not pay attention to the heart, "Xiao Mou does not have your turn to point fingers and feet, this Xiao Mou is only for the three immortals left in the world of the wind treasure, nine Hundred Xian Zun can not handle the old man's head!"
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