Yang Junshan breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed vaguely that Yan Dazhi and Zhuge Xuanlou also breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still engaged in a gloomy confrontation. Song Wei had already stood up and said: "You two, please be patient.
Regarding the matter between the Qixi and Yongxi factions, as well as the elders of the sect, we should think more about how to deal with the attacks from outside forces during the Tiangang Banquet!"
Having said that, Song Wei rose up from the clouds, but at this time Yang Junshan had a stern look on his face, and Ning Bin, who was not far from him, also lost his momentum at the same time.
If the major sects besieged Shaking Sky Peak, and Zhang Yueming and other three generations of disciples were not qualified to hate because of insufficient cultivation, and could only feel fear and helplessness, then after the remnant lineage of Shaking Sky Sect settled in Jinyu County, and Kai
The continuous battles between the Spirit Sect and the Tianlang Sect were a real source of hatred.
Dongfang Zhu, Ying Leishang and Yan Dazhi all looked on the sidelines. Zhuge Xuanlou glanced at Zhang Yueming and Ning Bin, obviously not wanting to get involved in the matter. Only Wei Wuyang flashed a sinister smile on his face,
He then looked as if nothing had happened.
The visitor was a guest, not to mention the great cause of jointly fighting against the invasion of foreign forces. Although Song Wei looked ugly, he still brought the monks from the Tianlang Sect and the Kailing Sect over.
One of the two people had a rather unruly look on his face, with a cold aura all over his body; while the other looked much more easy-going, with a faint smile on his lips. Song Wei introduced to everyone that the former was the number one in the Tianlang Sect.
The true disciple of Ice Wolf, and the latter is Fang Dong, the true disciple of the Kailing Sect who came from behind.
Everyone greeted them with polite greetings on the surface. The moment they were about to sit down, they heard a cold voice saying: "Huh, is the son of a country farmer worthy of being in a refined hall?"
Everyone looked at Yang Junshan who was sitting in the corner of the pavilion. Before Yang Junshan raised his head, the ice wolf stretched out his hand, and a strong wind came out with a sharp roar. The water vapor around him condensed, and soon...
A crystal clear ice spike condensed and took shape during the flight, heading straight for Yang Junshan's eyeballs.
Yang Junshan was just whispering to Yan Qinxi beside him. When he suddenly raised his head, an ice spike was already in front of his eyes. The ice wolf's move was no different from a sneak attack.
If it were anyone else, although this small sneak attack spell is fast, its power is not as powerful as that of a real monk, so just avoid it.
But Yang Junshan knew that the ice wolf was here for him. As long as he left his seat, he would never have the chance to sit back, which meant that he was indeed as unqualified as the ice wolf said.
Sitting together with elite disciples from various factions.
Although Yang Junshan was not interested in this kind of gathering from the beginning, it would be a different matter if he was kicked out.
Almost at the moment when an ice spike from the ice wolf came with his voice, Yang Junshan seemed to have been prepared for it. He also pointed out with one finger. The ice spike had not yet flown three feet away from the ice wolf.
It shattered into pieces of ice, as if his own spell had failed.
All the cultivators in the pavilion were stunned. Although the ice wolf cast only a small spell, which seemed insignificant, it actually tested the monks' response. Under such a sudden sneak attack, the monks often had no time to cast it.
In response to spells, I had to temporarily retreat and retreat.
But if he really gave in, he would have fallen into Ice Wolf's plan. Now that he had given up his seat and lost face, it would be difficult to sit back again.
But seeing Yang Junshan respond as he pleased, everyone did not believe that Yang Junshan could really follow his words. Many people secretly speculated that Yang Junshan must have been prepared for the Tianlang Sect and the Kailing Sect to shake the Tianzong lineage.
The forces have always been hostile. I am afraid that Yang Junshan has been on guard against this move for a long time. Yes, it must be so, otherwise it would be impossible to explain the reason why he took action almost at the same time as the Ice Wolf.
Everyone seemed to understand the reason all of a sudden, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and then their joking eyes began to turn towards the ice wolf: This guy has no real character at all. Since he is a country man, he actually uses sneak attacks.
If you are not a son of man, let us not associate with this man.
Only Zhang Yueming looked at Yang Junshan with a look full of probing meaning. Although his spiritual consciousness was not as sharp as that of the formation mage, he still had a very clear grasp of the aura around the monks. He knew very well that Yang Junshan's previous
A stone crushing spell was not intended to be a precaution, but it was just like following the words.
Can a real-life monk fail to cast a spell?
Binglang felt the joking gazes of everyone around him, and suddenly felt that he had been greatly insulted. He flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind swept towards Yang Junshan. Wherever the wind passed, the water vapor in the air
All turned into flying snowflakes.
But just when the Gang Qi broke into the place three feet away from Yang Junshan, the flying snowflakes melted again, but there was no trace of water on the ground, and the cold Gang Qi turned into nothingness like a mud cow entering the sea.
This time, everyone in the pavilion felt the fluctuations of spiritual power around Yang Junshan, and the three real people from the Shaking Sky Sect were able to recognize that the magical power displayed by Yang Junshan came from the inherited spiritual power of the Shaking Sky Sect.
Technique, elemental magnetic aura.
Ice Wolf's method was neutralized again, and he felt his face become more and more hot. But now that it had happened, it would be difficult for him to stop, otherwise he would definitely become a laughing stock in the cultivation world in the future.
The real Ice Wolf glared at Yang Junshan, and the silhouette of a giant blue wolf flashed and formed behind him.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, his expression changed and he quickly took a step back. The moment he moved away, the ground he was standing on suddenly jumped upwards, and then returned to its original state.
But before Master Binglang breathed a sigh of relief, his expression changed again, and he quickly took a step back. The ground where he was standing before was followed by another bulge, and then returned to its original state.
Then came the third bulge on the ground. The real Ice Wolf took one step slowly and slowly, and was actually forced back three steps by the bulge brewed by the surging spell on the ground. He finally waited for the bulge to brew.
When the underground power dissipated, the real Ice Wolf had already retreated outside the pavilion.
"Pfft" chuckled. The embarrassment of Master Binglang being pushed back step by step looked extremely funny. Since the other masters could see the essence of the contest, they naturally would not pay attention to the embarrassment of Master Binglang.
But Yan Qinxi couldn't help laughing.
"Humph, where did the little girl come from? She's so clueless. This is a place where you can come wherever you want!"
Master Binglang was frustrated and was even teased by a female cultivator who could not reach the Great Consummation of the Martial Arts Realm. Master Fang Dong, a spiritual sect who came with Master Binglang, also felt that his face was burning with embarrassment. Hearing Yan Qinxi's laughter,
Suddenly he found a reason to take action, and he slapped out, causing a sonic boom in mid-air, and a strong wind was thrown directly into Yan Qinxi's face.
"Common man, be brave!"
Before Yang Junshan took action to resist, Yan Dazhi, who was watching from the sidelines, immediately became angry. This slap was so fierce that it was a real-person method. This Fang Dong was trying to kill his own daughter!
In Fang Dong's view, this woman had a close relationship with Yang Junshan, and she was just a warrior monk, so he would just kill her, but who knew that this woman would actually be Yan Dazhi's daughter.
Seeing the furious Yan Dazhi attack him brazenly, Fang Dong, who had no idea why, immediately realized the similarities between the two people's faces, couldn't help but cursed himself secretly, and prepared to resist.
"Why should Fellow Daoist Yan be angry? My daughter actually dares to laugh at Master Fang Dong. It is fitting that Master Fang Dong should take action to discipline him!"
A strange voice came from the side, and Zhuge Xuanlou pushed out with a palm, neutralizing Yan Dazhi's magical power.
Although Fang Dong didn't know why, he was naturally happy to see someone blocking Yan Dazhi. However, the strong wind turned around in the middle and headed towards Yang Junshan's face. Since he already knew the woman
Related to Yan Dazhi, Fang Dong would naturally not provoke a powerful enemy like the Tanxi Sect without any reason.
Seeing that Fang Dong was interested, Yan Dazhi snorted angrily, and immediately slapped him in the direction of Zhuge Xuanlou. Ever since he came to the pavilion, this man had always been against him, and Yan Dazhi had already been holding back something in his heart.
There is evil fire, and now I have an excuse to vent it.
Yang Junshan noticed the change in the strong wind coming from Fang Dong's fan, and stretched out his hand to slap it from top to bottom, trying to disperse the strong wind.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sudden burst of strength from the side, and he was unable to swat it with the palm of his hand.
Yang Junshan looked coldly towards where the power was, only to see Wei Wuyang sitting there as if nothing had happened and looking at him with a smile.
With such a block, the strong wind was heading straight towards Yang Junshan's face. However, Yang Junshan snorted coldly and sprayed out a stream of Qi from his nose. The strong wind was blown away before it could reach him.
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But at this time, the ice wolf, which had lost its big ugly, had taken action again. A piece of ice was spread under the feet, extending all the way towards the foot of Yang Junshan.
At the same time, Fang Dong suddenly spurted out a stream of white origin energy. After making a circle in the air, it actually went towards the back of Yang Junshan's head.
"Hehe" a strange laugh sounded in Yang Junshan's ears, but it was Wei Wuyang who acted mischievously again, as if to warn Yang Junshan that he would disrupt the situation at any time. In an instant, Yang Junshan was faced with the joint siege of three real people.
Yang Junshan showed no change in his attitude towards an enemy with three faces, and even had a faint fighting spirit. He was quite excited. He ground his feet slightly, and a stream of strong energy adhered to the ground. The extending ice exploded and rolled up.
And back.
At the same time, Yang Junshan's upper body was different, but there was steaming Gang Qi behind his head, and Fang Dong's original Qi was dispersed before it could reach the back of his head.
Wei Wuyang didn't expect that Yang Junshan would resolve the siege of everyone in an understatement. He was about to intervene, but he saw Yang Junshan's eyes suddenly staring at him with a hint of teasing. He suddenly said something bad to himself, but he heard a burst of laughter.
There was a "crackling" sound, and the stone bench he was sitting on suddenly turned into a pile of rubble. Wei Wuyang staggered and almost sat on the ground.