As soon as Yang Junshan crossed the border between Yuzhou and Xijun, he encountered a battle. The violent spiritual energy turbulence caused by the magic weapon spread from afar.
Naturally, Yang Junshan didn't want to get into trouble, so he turned around to avoid the place where the fight was taking place. Unexpectedly, a cold snort suddenly came from this moment: "You can't find a place after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get here!"
Yang Junshan was just stunned for a moment before a sharp ray of light came closer and went straight to his throat.
Yang Junshan didn't expect that the attacker would be so decisive, and he was shocked. He slashed out with the mountain knife vertically, and there was a loud "clang". The oncoming light was immediately split apart, and a sword shuttle flew upside down.
But when he returned, the force coming from the machete made it difficult for Yang Junshan to control his body in mid-air, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Yang Junshan was immediately furious. He made a hand seal with both hands and pressed down. The ground-covering seal condensed into a huge palm print in mid-air, and he pressed down on the flying sword shuttle in the air.
Unexpectedly, the owner of the sword shuttle was also extremely impressive. The sword shuttle, which had been shaken out of control by the mountain-splitting sword, suddenly turned around and was controlled again so quickly. Then the sword shuttle turned into a stream of light again, and escaped at the last moment.
was suppressed, and the power of the earth-covering seal fell directly on the ground. A huge palm print with a radius of ten feet was pressed into the ground five feet deep, and a cloud of dust and dust rose up.
Yang Junshan's expression condensed. This was the first time he had seen a way to get rid of the suppression of Earth-shattering seal.
The stream of light formed by the sword shuttle fell directly into the hands of a person. Yang Junshan raised his eyes and saw a person smiling at him with a ferocious face. It was Qi Min, the true disciple of Fengxue Sword Sect.
Yang Junshan was startled and secretly thought that this person had discovered his whereabouts and had specially come to ambush and wait here. However, this thought only flashed and he realized that it was impossible. The two of them should have met by chance, but the fight going on in the distance, this
Qi Min is obviously a participant, but we don’t know who the two parties are.
"It's true that there is a road to heaven but you didn't take it, and there is no door to hell but you stepped in by yourself. Today is the day to avenge my junior brother Yue. What else can you say?" Qi Min looked convinced that he was convinced.
look.
Yang Junshan's expression was gloomy, but he naturally refused to be outdone and said in a cold voice: "There's no need to blame someone, but do you think you can keep Yang?"
"Huh?" Qi Min said as if he heard some big joke: "A country man will feel how great he is when he gets some good luck. Today Qi will let you know what a real sect is!
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As he spoke, the sword shuttle spun in mid-air and shot toward Yang Junshan again.
Yang Junshan's expression was solemn, and his mountain-splitting sword also turned into a streak of yellow, and he slashed towards the stream of light again.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when the mountain cleaver was about to hit the target, a strange force of wind suddenly surged out, causing the mountain cleaver to miss the target. The sword shuttle also turned slightly to one side, passing the mountain cleaver's blockage.
The speed suddenly increased by three minutes, and it pierced Yang Junshan's chest.
Yang Junshan was really caught off guard by this move. If Yang Junshan's feeling was correct, the strange power should be the extremely pure power of Xun Wind.
However, Yang Junshan could not think about this now. The flying sword shuttle came straight to three feet in front of Yang Junshan, but suddenly seemed to fall into a quagmire, and its speed suddenly dropped sharply.
Yang Junshan hurriedly recalled the mountain-splitting sword and slashed at the side, finally forcing the sword shuttle back again. However, he felt that there was a cold force at this moment. After the sword shuttle retreated, it suddenly broke out from the protective aura supported by the guardian spirit.
It seeped into his body, making it impossible for the flow of true energy in his body to flow smoothly.
With the power of Xun wind, the power of ice, and the sword shuttle that looks like a sword but not a sword, this guy is obviously not a pure swordsman, but his strength really makes Yang Junshan a little weird and unpredictable.
In fact, Qi Min, who was on the opposite side at this time, also stopped looking down on the strength displayed by Yang Junshan.
At this time, the momentum of the fight in the distance suddenly became fierce again, and a voice came from a distance to urge: "Fellow Daoist Qi, haven't you solved the trouble there yet? Don't let a small thing cost you a big thing!"
Qi Min's face changed, and he said coldly: "I understand, how can you two join forces to prevent Yan Dazhi, who is so powerful and dares to say that he will interfere in Yuzhou's affairs?"
Yan Dazhi, the one in the fight is actually Yan Dazhi? And it seems like these people want to capture him alive!
Yang Junshan was slightly stunned, and countless thoughts were deduced in his mind in an instant. If his guess was correct, Yan Dazhi should have just left Yuanci Mountain. He didn't know why he conspired with the people of Shaotian Sect to do this.
For a long time, he was ambushed at the border between the two counties. It was obvious that the other party had planned it in advance.
At this time, another voice that sounded very familiar also came: "Qi, don't stand still and talk without hurting your back. It's not like you haven't seen Yan Dazhi just bombarding you with magic talismans. You were there earlier."
Wasn’t it possible to capture this person even at that time?”
Anger flashed across Qi Min's face, and finally he snorted coldly, but said no more.
This was the voice of Qian Wuwen, the monk from Jinmen in Binzhou. Yang Junshan was quite impressed by this monk who was the first to speak at the Shaking Heaven Sect Qingshu Zhenren Tiangang Banquet and was ultimately defeated by Yan Dazhi.
However, Yang Junshan was shocked again. Yan Qinxi had been following Yan Dazhi. At this time, Yan Dazhi was besieged. What about Yan Qinxi?
In this kind of fight between real monks, Yan Qinxi, who has not yet advanced, is really fragile. Once captured and killed, she can be used to restrain Yan Dazhi.
Just when Yang Junshan was slightly distracted, Qi Min saw the right opportunity and took action again. The sword shuttles flying in the sky were like a heavy rain swept by the wind, and the dense sword light covered Yang Junshan's body.
For this reason, Yang Junshan was not afraid at all. At this time, he wanted to use the mountain splitting knife to break through this magical power, but he might not be able to. Yang Junshan simply used his hands, and the rumbling sound seemed like Yang Junshan instantly stirred up the world.
The sword light that filled the sky was suddenly knocked down by less than half, and the originally airtight sword rain space instantly revealed its flaws. Yang Junshan stepped forward, shrunk to an inch, and immediately escaped from the sword rain's encirclement.
A strange color flashed across Qi Min's expression. His magical powers were wind, snow, and sword. He used the wind to control the sword, making the sword even more powerful. At the same time, there was ice-cold power contained in the sword.
The moment the opponent's magic weapon comes into contact with his sword, the cold power can penetrate into the opponent's body, making the spiritual power in the opponent's body run obscurely, and he is ultimately defeated.
However, the two sides had already fought for several rounds at this time, but it seemed that Yang Junshan's true energy was still flowing smoothly, and it seemed that he was not affected by his cold power.
In fact, the wisps of icy power did penetrate into Yang Junshan's body, but it was immediately washed away by the power of the true essence transformed by Jiu Ren Zhen Gang. The quality of that icy power was
The level is obviously far from being able to freeze Jiu Ren Zhen Gang.
However, although Yang Junshan was not affected, Qi Min was surprised but did not take it to heart. He still had absolute confidence in his own strength, not to mention that as a Jugang Realm monk, his cultivation was not as good as that of Yang Huagang Realm.
Junshan had an absolute advantage. The only thing that made him pay attention was to prevent Yang Junshan from turning around and running away when he was defeated.
But at this moment, a series of roars of fighting suddenly came from behind Yang Junshan. Not only Yang Junshan himself was startled, but Qi Min on the opposite side was also startled. The two took advantage of the gap in the fight to glance at each other.
, they saw Yan Qinxi dashing left and right in the woods, and behind and on both sides of her, a total of four monks in the Dzogchen realm were chasing her.
The four monks who were chasing Yan Qinxi also looked familiar to Yang Junshan. These four people had also appeared at the Tiangang Banquet. The clothes they wore were clearly disciples of the Yongxi Sect and Qixi Sect of Xi County.
Yang Junshan understood instantly that at the Tiangang banquet that day, the four disciples of the Yongxi Sect and the Qixi Sect came hand in hand with the two real monks from the Binzhou Dianjinmen and the Chongxuan Sect.
Later, Yan Dazhi was ambushed. It was obviously a joint effort by Qian Wuwu from the Golden Gate and the real monk from the Chongxuan Sect. As for Qi Min, he somehow got involved, and when they ambushed Yan Dazhi,
Four Dzogchen disciples of the Yongxi Sect and the Qixi Sect also began to hunt down Yan Qinxi.
However, the strength of these four monks is obviously inferior to that of Yan Qinxi. Therefore, when Yan Qinxi runs away blindly, it is difficult for the four of them to catch her. However, the strength of the four of them together is better than hers.
, so Yan Qinxi could only run away all the way at this time without daring to stop at all.
"Hmph, trash!"
Qi Min snorted coldly. At the moment when he suppressed Yang Junshan, the sword shuttle turned slightly to one side, and the icy cold energy that escaped from the sky instantly condensed into a large cloud of snowflakes and fell towards Yan Qinxi's head. Yan Qinxi instantly looked...
Some of them were walking with difficulty, but the four chasing monks were overjoyed to see this, and they all sped up to surround Yan Qinxi.
Yang Junshan saw that Qi Min dared to be distracted when he was fighting with him, and instantly broke away from the sword shuttle that was suppressing him. He lifted the mountain knife from the bottom up, and the Broken Mountain Spiritual Technique emitted a bright sword light from the spiritual weapon.
, and went straight to Qi Min.
Qi Min had been fighting with Yang Junshan for such a long time, so he naturally knew that Yang Junshan's strength was far beyond his expectation. Seeing Yang Junshan's fierce counterattack, he naturally did not dare to raise his hand, and the middle-grade spiritual weapon sword shuttle instantly retracted
, drew an ice blade and scattered the sword light.
But Yang Junshan was waiting for this opportunity. The moment Qi Min returned to defense, he defended himself with the mountain guarding technique, broke through his suppression in one fell swoop, and rushed straight towards Yan Qinxi, who was already surrounded on the ground.
"If you want to escape, Qi has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Qi Min's sword shuttle was suspended vertically in the air, and immediately began to spin. After the sword light was thrown away, it condensed into ice shuttles in mid-air, and followed Yang Junshan in a dense manner.
With this blow, Qi Min not only wanted to kill Yang Junshan, but also brought Yan Qinxi with him. As for the four affected disciples of the Yongxi Sect and the Qixi Sect, Qi Min never put their lives in his eyes.
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On the ground, Yang Junshan broke into the siege in an instant, but he seemed to have lost control. He threw Yan Qinxi to the ground, followed closely by countless ice shuttles, and the four Dzogchen monks only had time to let out a miserable cry.
The screams were silent, and the red blood instantly covered the ground, but the "bodies" of Yang Junshan and Yan Qinxi disappeared.
"Escape Spirit Technique!" Qi Min said harshly while looking at the messy ground.
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The two true successors of the Fengxue Sword Sect, except for the dead Yue Mobing, the other one was unified as Qi Min, and Su Moling was abolished.
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