Yang Tian had just broken through the defense of the top of the mountain, An Xia had already rushed in with the wind, and there was a roar one after another from the top of the mountain, and two groups of figures hovered and rose from the top of the mountain, but An Xia was obviously at a disadvantage.
A forty-year-old fat monk, with a round head, wearing a blue robe, flashed golden light all over his body, blocking all the aftermath of An Xia's spells.
"This layman has the Buddha's light to protect his body, what can you do to me?"
Although he had been broken through the mountain gate by Yang Tiangang before, he saw the bowl "buzzing" and spinning at this time, and the golden light swayed and dissolved An Xia's spells layer by layer, while trying to capture An Xia's traces in mid-air.
An Xia instinctively felt that those golden apertures were different, and soared into the air with the turbid air of the dantian, avoiding the aperture attack while constantly using the magic weapon in his hand to disturb it.
At this moment, the Yuan Kun suddenly muttered something in his mouth, An Xia thought he was going to perform some strange spell, so he gathered his mind to prepare to deal with it, but unexpectedly, a murmuring buzzing sound sounded in An Xia's ears like a maggot on the tarsal bone, An Xia suddenly felt restless, the spiritual essence in his body was not working well, the turbid qi in the dantian sank, and the figure in mid-air also began to be uncontrollable, and soon it was chased by the clusters of golden apertures emanating from the bowl.
Although An Xia had never seen the strange methods of the opponent in front of him, chanting a few spells in his mouth could not only disturb his mind, but also interfere with the movement of the spiritual essence in his body, and he was about to be affected by the golden aperture, but he saw a dry tobacco stick suddenly appear in front of him, knocking out the circle of substantial golden wide lines.
"This person's cultivation is similar to mine, you and I must not let him escape, otherwise he will definitely make a comeback and secretly retaliate in the future!"
Yang Tian Gang was in the void He did not move forward, and the high-grade magic weapon in his hand pointed at Yuankun, and suddenly shouted in his mouth: "Broken!"
The golden aperture that circled around Yang Tiangang suddenly disintegrated layer by layer, and the disintegration trend continued, directly upstream towards the center of the aperture, shattering the layers of blocking light patterns all the way, until a "dang" sound touched the main body of the bowl magic weapon, and exploded in mid-air.
Yang Tiangang's lithotripsy was so powerful that it was simply a world of turmoil compared to the power of Yang Junshan's lithotripsy with the help of runes.
Although he had also suffered a loss in Yang Tiangang's hands before, he also thought to himself that it was because the other party was suspected of sneaking up, but he didn't know that Yang Tiangang himself was cultivating an earth attribute method, which was not completely compatible with the high-grade magic weapon with fire attribute in his hand.
Seeing that the two warriors joined forces and his chances of winning were unlikely, he hung the bowl on top of his head, and circles of golden light patterns fell down to protect him, and pushed his palms towards the two of them, and a "swastika" character appeared in the palms of their hands, rising in mid-air in the wind, flashing golden light and printing towards the two of them.
At the same time, Na Cheng shouted loudly towards the top of the mountain and said, "If there is something wrong today, the disciples will retreat first, and then contact them with the Buddha's shrine and the sacred smoke in the future!"
"No, this bald man wants to escape!"
An Xia screamed, a gust of wind rolled up around him, he sensed the power of the "swastika" sub-talisman imprinted on him, and did not dare to take it hard, so he used the wind riding technique to avoid it.
Yang Tiangang had a lot of earth yellow all over his body, but he didn't have to flash the printed "swastika" character, so he directly knocked it on with the dry tobacco stick in his hand.
"Crack!"
The "swastika" character suddenly fell apart before it was printed in front of Yang Tiangang, Yang Tiangang directly broke through the obstacle and volleyed towards the fleeing Yuankun vest.
"Spiritual powers!"
That Yuankun's eyes were wide open, obviously knowing that it was a life-and-death moment, he straight blocked the magic weapon above his head behind him, and a loud noise came, the magic weapon bowl was directly cracked by Yang Tiangang's "Earth-Splitting Spiritual Technique", and fell directly to the ground, but that Yuankun opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, his figure did not dare to stagnate at all, and desperately flew towards the outside of Niushou Mountain, even Yang Tiangang couldn't catch up with him for a while.
"Where to escape!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the direction of Yuankun's flight, and Yuankun panicked in his heart, but saw the flying catkins in the sky suddenly rising from the bottom of the mountain, and they all rose in front of the direction of Yuankun's escape.
That Yuankun instinctively sensed that there was a risk hidden in this flying catkins, but Yang Tiangang and An Xia on both sides behind him had already attacked from the left and right, so he couldn't help but hesitate at all, even though he knew that there was a mountain of knives and a sea of fire inside, he could only break through.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Kun crashed into the flying catkins headlong but was not hindered in the slightest, the flying catkins looked more like a bluff, that Yuan Kun's heart was relieved, but when he saw the flying catkins falling on his body, his heart couldn't help but move, and the spiritual essence in his body shook secretly, swinging the flying catkins around him.
Unexpectedly, this time it stabbed a hornet's nest, and the moment the spiritual essence in Yuankun's body overflowed out of his body, the flying catkins in the sky were like locusts seeing blood, swarming towards Yuankun's body.
That Yuan Kun was shocked, condensed the spiritual essence in his body and then shook again, turning the gathered ruins into powder again, but the flying catkins in the sky became more and more crazy, and Na Yuan Kun also noticed that as he shattered the flying catkins wrapped around him twice, the spiritual essence in his body was actually passing quickly.
"It's those flying catkins, they are actually absorbing the spiritual essence in my body!"
Yuan Kun suddenly figured out the reason, but it was too late at this time, because he was seriously injured by Yang Tiangang, Yuan Kun was already unable to fully control the vitality in his body.
An Xia chased after him in the wind, and the magic weapon in his hand hovered and twisted, and the big head suddenly flew into the sky and was killed.
At the same time, the fighting at other intersections of Niushou Mountain gradually subsided, Yang Junshan and Han Xiusheng teamed up to kill two Buddhist monks from the fifth level of the mortal realm who were trying to break through, in addition to three low-level Buddhist believers.
Han Xiusheng and Han Xiumei generally practice the same wood attribute skills, and the two nephews and uncles joined forces, Han Xiusheng was responsible for bothering the opponent with wood attribute spells, while Yang Junshan took the opportunity to attack and kill with lithotripsy.
Now Yang Junshan's lithotripsy cultivation has become more and more fierce and majestic, which is no longer the same as when he defeated Yang Junxian in front of the library pavilion. Even if he used runestones to guide the spell in the air, the power of the stone crushing technique could almost rival that of the fifth-level monks of the mortal realm.
With the assistance of Yang Junshan, after personally killing a rival opponent, Han Xiusheng's aura has become more and more calm, and the original cowardly temperament has gradually disappeared.
On the top of the mountain, An Xia looked at Han Xiumei in surprise and asked in disbelief: "Sister-in-law, did you just perform spiritual magic?"
Han Xiumei smiled "giggling" and said: "It's a spiritual technique, but unfortunately the skills I have practiced are too poor, the spiritual essence in my body cannot support the spiritual technique to be performed many times, not to mention, and it takes quite a long time to prepare for it, otherwise I wouldn't have almost let this bald monk escape."
An Xia shook his head and sighed: "The inheritance of spiritual arts is more important than magic weapons, my sister-in-law has mastered spiritual arts, and her own strength is not weaker than that of the monks of the same rank who have mastered middle-grade magic weapons.
Han Xiumei said: "Where is there so powerful, my spiritual technique is more of an auxiliary effect, just now because the bald monk was injured by you and then attacked by me, otherwise my spiritual technique alone is no match for that person at all."
When the three of them spoke, eight or nine monks rushed up from the west side of Niushou Mountain, the leader was Yang Zhenbiao, the old man of the Yang family who took the lead in moving to Tuqiu Village last year, and even the brothers Yang Qingniu and Yang Tieniu followed him, this uncle was already seventy or eighty years old, but he was still fierce, this siege of Niushou Mountain seemed to have regained the glorious years when he followed the Yang family's hometown to live and start a business, and one person killed two Buddhist monks of the same rank.
"Uncle Biao, have the people in the west solved it?" Yang Tian just saw that the old man rushed to the top of the mountain first, so he asked with a smile.
Yang Zhenbiao smiled "haha" and said: "Don't worry, third master, if you don't miss the net, it depends on the people in the east!"
"We killed sixteen people here, including twelve monks and six high-level mortal realm people, each of whom escaped!"
Just after Yang Zhenbiao and the others rushed up, Chu Chuang also ran up with his brothers, and said without showing weakness, Yang Junshan followed Han Xiusheng up the mountain behind Chu Chuang and others.
After Chu Chuang reached the top of the mountain, he first glanced at Han Xiumei and An Xia, and then set his sights on Yang Tiangang, took two steps forward and bowed: "Chu Chuang has seen Yang Sanye, thank you for your support for more than half a year, and I have benefited a lot from Qingshu Village!"
Yang Tiangang smiled and said: "Brother Chu is polite, today's incident shows Brother Chu's loyalty, these cultists have collected a lot of cultivation resources, I should quickly count and leave this place, just now I waited too much, I'm afraid it has already attracted the attention of people with intentions!"
Everyone came to explain this time that it was for the cultivation resources collected by these Buddhist monks, and when they heard what Yang Tiangang said, they were all overjoyed, and they all said: "That's exactly what it should be!"