Three spiritual energy palms fell towards Yang Junshan's head almost in no particular order. They were able to cast three spells almost at the same time in a very short period of time. Although they were just ordinary spells, their power was comparable to that of spiritual magic.
Powerful, this is actually a method commonly used by monks who have no spiritual heritage to enhance their strength.
How could Yang Junshan take this threat to heart? The Heavenly Wolf Sect monk who was facing Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the footsteps of the person rushing in front of him suddenly became much heavier, and there were three muffled "dong dong dong" sounds.
The three spiritual energy palms were shattered when the first muffled sound came. When the second muffled sound came, the man felt a strange force suddenly rise from his feet, as if his entire internal organs were shaken.
When I left the position, stars were popping up in front of my eyes, my mind was roaring like a pot was boiling, my mouth was salty, and something seemed to be flowing in my nose and ears.
At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, Yang Junshan only took two steps, and the whole ground began to shake. The monk directly in front of him bore the brunt. Not only was his magic power broken, but he also instantly seemed to be drunk.
Generally, blood is flowing from the mouth, nose, and ears, indicating that the patient has obviously been severely injured.
"Spiritual magic, Junior Brother Guo, be careful!"
A cry of surprise was heard, and Yang Junshan had already taken the third step. With this burst of strength, Yang Junshan was confident that the person in front of him would definitely die.
However, this was not a duel after all, but an attack between two teams of monks. As soon as Yang Junshan came up, he severely injured one of the other monks. How could anyone else dare to let Yang Junshan continue to be so vicious?
Junshan regarded the man who must be killed as he was suddenly carried backwards for more than ten feet. At the same time, a gold brick suddenly fell from above his head. When he was still three feet away, he suddenly activated his Earth Splitting Spiritual Technique.
With a muffled roar, Yang Junshan felt a huge force coming towards him. He involuntarily took two steps back, and the golden brick magic weapon also flew back and landed on a man who was fighting evenly with Luo Bingkun.
In the hands of the Heavenly Wolf Sect monks.
After this magic weapon was returned to his hands, the Tianlang Sect monk suddenly became more powerful and suppressed Luo Bingkun at a disadvantage in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that one-third of the heads in his hand were flying away like this, Yang Junshan was naturally unwilling to accept it. However, at this time, he kept in mind what Liu Zhifei said before, that group fighting is different from single combat. If he had to force his way in at this time, it would not be
It was impossible to kill the Tianlangmen monk who was seriously injured by him, but in this case, Luo Bingkun on his side might also be in trouble.
Without saying a word, Yang Junshan took two steps to take a distance of more than ten feet, and suddenly pointed his finger at the Tianlang Sect monk who had beaten Luo Bingkun until he could only parry but not fight back. It was the stone crushing technique.
There was a crisp sound, and the brick that was thrown at Luo Bingkun actually tilted. He took the opportunity to take a breather and hurriedly broke away from his opponent's attack. In a hurry, he only had to hand Yang Junshan a grateful greeting.
Eyes.
Little did he know that Yang Junshan's finger just now really startled his opponent. That finger was clearly just a spell, and it almost knocked the golden brick, a magic weapon in his hand, out of his control.
Yang Junshan's attack was a waste of time. The Heavenly Wolf Sect monk who was severely injured by Yang Junshan's face-to-face had come back to his senses at this time. Although he was seriously injured, he would not be as nearly as helpless as before.
The target of the slaughter only looked at Yang Junshan with eyes full of fear.
"retreat!"
The late-stage warrior monk who was fighting against Liu Zhifei was obviously the leader of this group. He saw that his side suffered a huge loss as soon as they came up and lost one of their combat capabilities. Knowing that they would not be able to escape the benefits if they continued to fight, he immediately called everyone to retreat.
"How can it be so easy to withdraw?"
Liu Zhifei roared, and the medium-grade magic weapon in his hand turned into a meteor and flew down, hitting the opponent's leader. It was obvious that he had used his spiritual power.
"Huh, we just want to leave, can you stop us?"
The leader was also unwilling to be outdone. After calling everyone to retreat, he actually floated alone in mid-air behind the barrier, blocking the crazy attacks of Liu Zhifei, Xiong Xiyi and Ning Ran who came to help. Although it was very hard to resist, it was for the sake of others after all.
Time was bought.
Upon seeing this, Yang Junshan and others originally wanted to pursue, but the opponent retreated in an extremely orderly manner, and they never took advantage of it. After the leader saw that his men had safely evacuated, he relied on force to pick up Liu Zhifei and the other three and joined forces.
He attacked and quickly opened the distance between him and everyone with his flying escape technique.
"You're taking advantage of this guy, I just injured him!"
Liu Zhifei's mouth was full of regrets, but he was still happy in his heart. In this short encounter, his side not only repelled a group of monks from Tianlangmen without any damage, but also injured two of them, one of whom was injured.
He was severely injured and lost his fighting power. This was not a big or small achievement, but it was considered a military achievement. Although it was not a military achievement, it could still be a bargain in terms of monthly supplies.
After the patrol was over and the third team and the fifth team handed over errands and returned to the stronghold, Luo Bingkun quickly thanked Yang Junshan, who quickly said it was okay.
Zhuang Guangyu on the side smiled and said: "Brother Luo, you have another magic weapon in your hand. I never thought that it would be suppressed by the people from the Wolf Clan that day."
Luo Bingkun said helplessly: "I was careless, and my opponent was too brave. Not only did that person have a magic weapon in his hand, but he also cultivated a spiritual power. I would be my opponent. If Brother Yang hadn't helped me, I might have been me."
I was also going to be injured, and I gave Brother Yang a chance to win a victory. Oh, I really can’t help Brother Yang!"
Seeing the guilty look on his face, Yang Junshan quickly comforted him: "Brother Luo, there is no need to worry. Some small things are just a matter of effort. I believe that even if Brother Luo encounters it himself, he will take action without hesitation."
Liu Zhifei on the side smiled at this time: "Xiao Yang did a good job this time. He gave up the opportunity to perform meritorious service for the sake of Paoze's life. The meritorious service can be done again next time. If Paoze's life is lost, it will really be lost. This time I take action
Rescue me, maybe you will be the one who is rescued next time, and after this battle, I think everyone knows that the fighting methods between border defense monks are different from usual ones, right?"
Seeing everyone nodding thoughtfully, Liu Zhifei knew that everyone was reflecting, and couldn't help but continued with satisfaction: "That means trusting and cooperating with each other. It seems that we have the upper hand in this encounter, but in fact, God
The tacit understanding between the monks of the Wolf Sect is better than ours. If Xiao Yang hadn't severely injured one of the other party's men as soon as he came up, causing the other party's position to be in chaos, it would not have been easy for us to repel them."
Yang Junshan immediately thought of the Tianlang Sect monks who were covering each other's backs in an extremely orderly manner when they retreated. On the contrary, at this time, the members of the third team exposed the weakness of their lack of tacit understanding and swarmed forward, seemingly ferocious but indifferent.
There is no order, otherwise it would not be so easy to retreat from the opponent.
Liu Zhifei saw that the words had been spoken, so he said: "Okay, okay, let's all disperse. If there are no emergencies in the next two days, everyone will be free on their own, but I still advise you to seize the time to practice. Border
Patrolling, and being caught off guard when various crises come, it would be good to increase your strength even a little bit at this time, not to mention wandering and fighting between life and death, which is originally a way to stimulate your own potential and quickly improve your cultivation."
After that, Liu Zhifei glanced at Yang Junshan, who was bowing his head in thought, and then said to Xiong Xiyi: "Junior sister Xiong, come with me!"
Xiong Xiyi's face was still full of indifference and she followed Liu Zhifei away. But at this time, Yang Junshan, who was originally deep in thought, suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiong Xiyi's back. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he heard Zhuang Guangyu approaching next to him.
, said: "Brother Yang, you severely injured the Tianlangmen monks with one move earlier. Did you use the family-inherited spiritual technique 'Earth-Splitting Spirit Art' that you mentioned earlier? It's really powerful..."
In addition to the newly released plan of exchanging heads for battle merit, supplies are distributed to border defense monks every month. The treatment of monks will naturally be different depending on their cultivation level. Take Yang Junshan, a monk with the second level of martial arts realm as an example, about the price of jade
Thirty coins, one bottle of ordinary healing elixir, one bottle of healing elixir, and three blank spell-level talisman papers. However, for a first-level monk like Zhuang Guangyu, the monthly supplies are less than Yang Junshan.
Two percent.
Whether it is a healing elixir or a rejuvenating elixir, the quality naturally depends on how good it is, but for monks like Qi Zhou and An Qingnian who are so miserable that they don't even have a storage bag, they have to pay more attention to it.
People like Yang Junshan naturally have better elixirs prepared on their bodies, so those supplies just don't go to waste.
Liu Zhifei occupied one of the three largest bedrooms in the stronghold. Xiong Xiyi came in behind him, but Liu Zhifei didn't even look back and said, "I hope this happens a second time!"
Xiong Xiyi's indifferent expression changed slightly, but she still said: "I don't know what Senior Brother Liu is talking about."
Liu Zhifei turned around, with a half-smile on his face, and said, "I heard that Junior Sister Xiong was born as a concubine in the Xiong family?"
Xiong Xiyi's expression remained unchanged and she said coldly: "Senior Brother Liu, are you still trying to instigate a relationship between me and my family?"
Liu Zhifei waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's not true. What I want to say is that I heard that the Xiong family has never sent a direct descendant of the family to join the border defense monks from the beginning to the present. Those who came were all from branch lines, and Junior Sister Xiong
But he took the initiative to ask his family to join the border defense monks in the first place. Why is this?"
Xiong Xiyi said nothing, and Liu Zhifei continued: "This is an opportunity. Whether it is a magical weapon or spiritual inheritance, or the elixirs, spiritual materials and other training resources in the reward list, isn't it just what junior sister wanted when she left the Xiong family?
Do you want to find another way to get these things that the Xiong family will not provide you with priority? Then these things are placed in front of you now, don’t you want to get them? "
Xiong Xiyi looked at Liu Zhifei coldly and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Liu Zhifei said: "Cooperate! I also know a little about the festival between Xishan Village and the Xiong family, but I think you can also detect Xiao Yang's strength. I don't think another turbid monk can match Xiao Yang's strength.
Everyone wants to kill people in battle, but how many can you kill by yourself, Junior Sister?"