What's going on?
Such a huge giant tree is actually about to wither and die in an instant, who has such a ability?
Yang Junshan looked around, but saw that the originally lush canopy had fallen due to the withered branches and leaves, and his vision was no longer obstructed, and even the peach blossom miasma that permeated the surroundings seemed to have faded a lot.
In the blink of an eye, the moment the four eyes met, Lan Ying seemed to think of something, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
Yang Junshan didn't look good at it, he was too familiar with the temperament of the Wu clan monks, Wen Zhan liked to fight, although this Lan Ying was a woman, she also looked very rational before, but this did not mean that this person was an outlier of the Wu clan.
What's more, at this time, Lan Ying's gaze was fierce and full of light, and there was actually a sudden look in it, this person wouldn't have put it on himself because of the sudden withering of the giant peach tree, right?
Yang Junshan's thought flashed in his mind, and before he could explain, Na Lanying had already killed him fiercely, and the witch weapon in his hand hooked straight to his left ear.
"You're crazy!"
Yang Junshan scolded, but at this time he had nothing to explain, the monks from outside the domain and the human race were originally sworn enemies, and the reason why they had restrained each other before, except that no one was sure of victory, was also because of the temptation of Pan Tao.
Now the entire giant peach tree has begun to wither, and all the spirit peaches that have not had time to be picked have dried up, which seems to almost everyone, there is only one reason that can be explained, that is, the peaches bred on the giant peach tree have been picked.
When Lan Ying saw Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan was maintaining the action of picking spiritual peaches, and Lan Ying naturally decided that the peach was most likely in Yang Junshan's hands, even if it was just "possible", but this might be enough for Lan Ying to snatch it.
Originally, Yang Junshan had a good impression of the Wu clan to some extent, and he had the aura left by Wu Shuo and Jiuli on his body as proof, and he felt that he would not have much conflict with the Wu clan monks, even when he entered the Liangyu Mountains and was blocked by three Wu clan monks, both sides had their own hands on each other, and they never completely tore their faces.
Yang Junshan couldn't help but sigh secretly, in the face of Pan Tao's temptation, his identity as a "friend of the Wu clan" was probably not so effective.
Because the body of the mountain splitting knife was severely damaged, Yang Junshan lacked conventional coping methods in the process of fighting, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
The biggest feature of the Nine Ren True Essence cultivated by Yang Junshan was that it was pure and far exceeded that of the cultivators of the same rank, and when encountering an evenly matched opponent, the long-term struggle exhausted the opponent, which was one of Yang Junshan's usual methods.
But whether it is the treasure magical power "Earth Shake Mountain Shaking Technique" that he has successfully cultivated, or the natal magic treasure mountain Junxi, it itself belongs to the kind of powerful explosion method, usually used to defeat the opponent and decide the outcome with one blow.
After returning from the ice field, the opponents Yang Junshan encountered along the way rarely had the hearty feeling before in the process of fighting, it seemed that he had to find a handy spiritual weapon as soon as possible, or he had to repair the mountain splitting knife as soon as possible, or mention its quality.
The Wu clan monk's shots were always so fierce, the long hook flashed with a cold light, if it hooked the opponent's ear piercing, half of his brain could be pulled out.
In desperation, Yang Junshan used the "snake twist" in his hand as a long whip, and the whip body shook deftly in mid-air, rolling back towards the long hook.
But she heard Lan Ying on the opposite side laugh lightly, and slapped her palm on a branch beside her.
This scene was not the first time Yang Junshan had seen it, and he secretly said that it was broken in his heart, how could he forget that she was a monk of the Wu tribe Jumang tribe, and the Wu clan monks of this tribe were born to be able to manipulate some grass and trees.
Sure enough, the moment Lan Ying slapped the branch beside her with her palm, the originally withered branch near Yang Junshan seemed to come to life all of a sudden, and it was suddenly entangled with the "snake twist".
Yang Junshan shook his hand and pulled, these dead branches broke one after another, but the long hook had already taken the opportunity to hook his ears, and Yang Junshan's ears began to itch with the sharp energy.
Yang Junshan was not a person who was left to die, but he had to temporarily retreat when Lan Ying took the lead and seized the opportunity.
But in this way, Lan Ying seized the opportunity all at once, and the various magical powers of the Wu clan were like waves, chasing Yang Junshan one after another and pounced on them, steadily gaining the upper hand.
Although Yang Junshan's cultivation level is only equivalent to the second level of the Blood Witch Realm, it is one level lower than Lan Ying, but Yang Junshan is not easy to get along with, from his growth to now, decades of time leap and fighting with opponents have long become commonplace.
Although he was accidentally seized by the opponent and pressed him all the way to fight, Yang Junshan did not lose his position, but guarded the door tightly, like a spring, but was suppressed very much, and the more likely it was to fight back at any time, and the counterattack would become more and more violent.
Yang Junshan calmly responded to the battle all the way, after the strange stone in his hand completely stabilized his cultivation of the advanced Jugang Realm, in fact, he had not yet fully adapted to the cultivation of the Jugang Realm, although he had fought several times before, but either because he escaped in time, or because of the weakness of the opponent, his tempering of his own cultivation was far from enough.
She could clearly feel Yang Junshan's obvious progress in the process of this battle, at this time Yang Junshan gave her the feeling of a volcano about to erupt, although she was already trying her best to suppress it, but she knew that once she made a mistake and caused the volcano to burst out in one fell swoop, she was afraid that it would be difficult for her to retreat intact.
Lan Ying felt that her current situation was quite difficult.
At this time, a violent spiritual turmoil also broke out on the other side of the huge canopy, and after Qingfeng Zhenren encountered the barbarian monk's old poison, the two sides also launched a fierce competition.
However, with Qingfeng Zhenren's previous performance against the three of them, Lao Du obviously could not be his opponent, the only thing to worry about was that Lao Du's poisonous magical powers were often unguardable, he had tried to plot before, but was seen through by Yang Junshan, and Qingfeng Zhenren was not aware of it in advance at that time.
Lan Ying originally thought that the forces of the two sides could be described as evenly matched, but she couldn't help the other party, a monk whose cultivation was obviously inferior to her, and the old poison on the other side might not be the opponent of Qingfeng Zhenren.
But just as Lan Ying was about to escape, a black gas suddenly floated over from between the dead branches and leaves opposite the canopy, and then wrapped around in the direction where Yang Junshan was.
At this time, Qingfeng's angry voice came over: "Be careful of his black smoke, I am poisoned here, be careful yourself!"
Lan Ying was in high spirits when the black air floated in, and when the reminder of Qingfeng Zhenren came, she had already shaken her spirits again and fought with Yang Junshan, and at the same time tried to drive Yang Junshan towards the opposite side of the canopy.
Yang Junshan's body was full of primordial magnetic treasure light, and before the black energy approached, it was dispersed by the treasure light, but Yang Junshan could still detect the strangeness of this black smoke, and there were actually wisps of black smoke attached to the treasure light, trying to penetrate into his body.
Jiu Renzhen Gang rolled over like a boulder, destroying the poisonous mist that seeped into his body, and then some residue entered the qi and blood, and would also be exempted by Yang Junshan's strong physique.
Yang Junshan's primordial magnetic treasure light not only resisted the poisonous smoke of the old poison, but even Lan Ying's witch weapon long hook was affected, and he had to consume more energy to control his magic weapon.
At this moment, another long whip slithered out of the bushes and went straight to Yang Junshan's waist.
"Do you really think that Lao Tzu doesn't exist?"
Qingfeng Zhenren shouted, and a loud noise suddenly came from not far away, followed by a muffled snort, and before the long whip could reach him, it suddenly withdrew, followed by countless broken branches and dead leaves flying towards Yang Junshan and Lan Ying's battle group with great strength.
At this moment, Yang Junshan suddenly activated, and Shan Junxi soared into the air, hitting Lan Ying in mid-air under the control of the Heaven-Turning Seal Technique, and at the same time, with a slight flick of his sleeves, a cold light suddenly disappeared into the broken branches and dead leaves flying all over the sky.
And Lan Ying also took the opportunity to make a move at this time, those flying broken branches and dead leaves were instantly controlled by Lan Ying, and then with a sharp howling sound, they flew towards Yang Junshan at a faster speed.
At the same time, the witch weapon leader hooked in mid-air and turned around, and gently knocked on the side of the mountain monarch seal in mid-air, causing the mountain monarch seal to suddenly lose its crosshair, fall from Lan Ying's side, and smash a huge four-sided gap in the canopy.
But Yang Junshan's method was to attack the west, obviously using the Shan Jun Seal as a means to attract all Lan Ying's attention, but in fact, it was a cold light that suddenly shot out from the broken brackets falling all over the sky, directly shooting through her protective powers, Lan Ying only had time to avoid the vital points, Rao was that she had the powerful and unrivaled body of the Wu clan, and her left arm was still pierced by the cold light.
"Ah!" Lan Ying cried out in pain, she didn't even see clearly what that cold light was, and her own protective methods could not stop it at all.
"Old poison, let's go!"
Lan Ying glanced at Yang Junshan fiercely, knowing that this time it was difficult for her side to take advantage, if she didn't know how to advance or retreat, she was afraid that she would even lose herself, so she had to greet her companion unwillingly, turned around and fled towards the outside of Hongwu Mountain.
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