The people who ambushed him were not only monks from the major sects, but also the black hands of the extraterritorial races, not only the monks of the same level, but also the late-stage monks of the Blood Witch Realm whose cultivation far exceeded his.
Yang Junshan was not a person who sat still and waited for death, and when the spiritual technique failed, he immediately transformed into "shrinking the ground into an inch" and fled out.
However, although "shrinking the ground into an inch" is also a rather exquisite escape technique, how can it escape the heavens and earth set by everyone.
Before Yang Junshan had escaped fifty feet away, a whistling wind blade swept in front of him.
Yang Junshan was forced to withdraw the escape light, and fought hard with the wind blade in front of him, the wind raged all around in an instant, countless trees were broken, and the huge movement must have alarmed the monks further away, and more monks were bound to come to hear the news next.
Yang Junshan frowned, even if the monk brought out the natural materials and earth treasures from the illusion mist space, there were so many competitions, but there was only one treasure, and besides, not to mention that what was brought out might only be spiritual weapons or the like, even if a treasure was really brought out, was it really worth so many monks to snatch and fight?
It seems that all forces and monks from outside the domain poured into the Liangyu Mountains, but the two sides were evenly matched, but it was rare to reach a point of equilibrium, and because of this, no one dared to let go of their hands to fight to death, and now the treasures brought out of this illusion mist space became an opportunity for both sides to vent.
At the moment of life and death, there is still leisure to think about these things, even Yang Junshan himself admires himself a little.
From the appearance of Yang Junshan in the phantom mist space to being attacked and killed by various monks ambushed nearby, it was only a short time before and after, and between lightning and fire, Yang Junshan had already fought with at least three monks in three directions, but they were all blocked.
"Boy, put down the treasure you got from the phantom mist space, this real person promised not to take action against you."
This is all, there are no less than ten real people hidden around, if one person doesn't take action against himself, can he deal with the other nine?
Although he hit a wall everywhere, Yang Junshan still didn't dare to let himself pause at all, and kept wandering in different directions to attack, trying to break through.
"This kid is good, it's a pity!"
A monk from the Jugang Realm was able to hold out until now under the siege of everyone, even though there were other people who threw rat taboos and did not kill them, even so, it was commendable.
"For such a long time, if there is a sect force to respond, I'm afraid they will have come to take action long ago, don't talk nonsense, let's make a quick decision, so as not to have a long night and dreams, and then the things on this kid will depend on their abilities."
The people who besieged him became serious, and Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the pressure was multiplying, and it could even be said that he was struggling.
Yang Junshan knew that this was a life-and-death moment, so he went straight to the mountain splitting knife, gathered all his true essence to cast the "Earth Shake Mountain Shake" treasure magical power, and slashed at the monk who had used the wind blade magical power that had blocked his way before.
The mountain shook in an instant, just like all the people and things in this area were placed in a hanging box, and then shook fiercely.
"Oh, treasure magic power, help quickly, be careful he escapes!"
"Oh, the earthquake mountain shaking treasure technique!"
"Let me just say, this kid is really not a fuel-efficient lamp!"
Yang Junshan's treasure magic power made a move, and the monks who ambushed him around him exclaimed, but there was not much surprise in these words, it seemed to expect that even if Yang Junshan used his treasure magic powers, it would not be possible to break out of the encirclement, or that many of the cultivators of these forces who ambushed him around him had cultivation levels that were not below Yang Junshan, and even far exceeded the strength of his sect.
Of course, Yang Junshan didn't expect a magical power to turn defeat into victory, he just wanted to force the two monks on the opposite side to make way, he just wanted to break through the encirclement.
Although the two monks on the opposite side were responsible for preventing Yang Junshan from breaking through, they were not responsible for fighting Yang Junshan desperately, so under Yang Junshan's strength, they finally gave way to the road.
Yang Junshan was overjoyed when he saw this, forcibly encouraged the primeval essence in his body, and tried his best to escape outward.
However, a whistling sound came, and a white light had already taken a step ahead of the sound, piercing Yang Junshan's back!
"Ha, so many people are besieging you, a monk of the Jugang Realm, if you can still let you run, where can we people's faces go?"
A teasing voice came from behind Yang Junshan, listening to the sound approaching rapidly, and Yang Junshan's eyes, which had not yet lost their agility, were also seeing the monk in front of him who was avoiding one left and one right, and at this time, he was also looking at Yang Junshan with mocking eyes on the corner of his mouth.
"Look, the things are mine, of course, everyone has their own share!"
The voice sounded again, and a Xuangang Realm monk who didn't know which sect's clothes he was wearing stretched out his hand and touched the storage bag on Yang Junshan's waist.
"Huh?" A sound of surprise suddenly came from the depths of the woods.
And at this moment, the monk who stretched out his hand to the back of Yang Junshan's waist, the smile on his face also froze on his face, Yang Junshan, who originally looked like he had been hit in the vital spot, suddenly burst out, and a fluff of various colors of feathers flew all over the sky.
"Substitute for death!"
"Puppetry?"
"Stand-in feather!"
Most of the monks around who had never shown their faces exclaimed one after another, such secret techniques were rare in the cultivation world, but because they could save people's lives at critical moments, many monks broke their heads to ask for a stand-in treasure but could not get it.
"Quick, that kid's true body, you shouldn't run far and find it quickly!"
"Damn, this kid just took out a treasure from the phantom mist, and the old man is not uncommon, as long as he can get his stand-in secret technique!"
"He may not be able to use such secret techniques, maybe he got his luck somewhere!"
"Haha, Liang Leng of the Wind and Snow Sword Sect was dumbfounded now, and the duck in his hand flew away!"
The monks of the various forces around were talking randomly, their spiritual consciousness constantly swept around like a storm, and soon Yang Junshan's hidden traces with the help of stand-in feathers were discovered by everyone.
"Here, good guy, I almost let him escape!"
"Boy, let's see where you run away this time!"
"Oh, he's going to escape again, hurry up, stop him!"
At this time, Yang Junshan's face was pale, and the stand-in feather was refined with the help of his hard work, although it saved his life, but there was still some damage to Yang Junshan himself.
Almost at the moment when everyone discovered Yang Junshan, he had already used the Earth Escape Spirit Technique again to try to escape, and before he fell into the ground, he suddenly looked back, and happened to meet the eyes of the Xuangang Realm monk who had almost killed him before, as the so-called enemy road is narrow, this person is none other than the Xuangang Realm monk who had hunted Yang Junshan for a long time because of the marrow coins on the extreme northern ice field, Yang Junshan had just heard others call him, Wind and Snow Sword Sect Liang Leng!
When Liang Leng was seen by Yang Junshan's gaze before leaving, he couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart, when he first saw Yang Junshan, Liang Leng was also a little surprised, and even when he noticed Yang Junshan's cultivation in the Gang Realm, Liang Leng was still a little frightened, which is why when he besieged Yang Junshan, he tried his best to shoot and almost killed him.
However, Yang Junshan finally escaped, and the look he left before leaving made Liang Leng undoubtedly believe that if he let this person go this time, he would definitely become his confidant in the future.
However, at this time, it was too late for him to stop it, he could only hope that the Wu clan monk of the Houtu tribe could stop it again.
However, this time, the Wu clan monk who had been hidden in the depths of the woods did not stop him.
However, if the Wu clan monk didn't make a move, it didn't mean that other monks didn't have the means to crack Yang Junshan's escape spirit technique.
A Tiangang Realm human race cultivator who had never appeared suddenly made a move at this time, but the magic weapon he sacrificed was a high-grade spiritual weapon like a wooden shovel, and with a shovel in the direction where Yang Junshan was submerged in the ground, the ground suddenly surged with a radius of a hundred feet and a depth of ten feet.
In such a short period of time, even if Yang Junshan used the Earth Escape Spirit Technique, it would definitely not be possible for him to run so fast.
But things are often unexpected, Monk Tiangang has a must-have magical power, turning the ground within a radius of a hundred feet deeper ten feet, but there is no trace of Yang Junshan, could it be that he can really escape a hundred feet underground between lightning and fire?
The more than ten real human realm monks from all forces ambushed here actually couldn't help but have a real person from the Jugang Realm, and they rejoiced in vain.
"Liang Leng, if you are not in a hurry to kill, you will not be hidden by the secret technique of substitute death, and the secret technique of substitute death is also limited.
"Fart, if it weren't for the person and demon in front of him suddenly getting out of the way, the real person would have rushed to kill him?"
"Why do you want us to resist the impact of the opposite side head-on, that is a treasure power, or try it with someone else, don't stand and talk without back pain."
"Okay, shut up!"
The Tiangang Realm monk who appeared last shouted, causing a sudden silence in the woods, and then he heard him think deep in the woods and asked: "Wu Na Wu Clan monk, you originally had the ability to break his escape spirit technique, why didn't you take action to stop it?"
After a while, a slightly hoarse voice sounded deep in the woods: "This person has the blessing spell technique of my Wu clan monk, and there is more than one.
The Tiangang Realm monk smiled coldly and said, "What a blessing spell technique, it seems that there are really people in the cultivation world who have colluded with people outside the realm!"
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