Such a huge tree would wither and die in a matter of seconds. Who has such ability?
Yang Junshan looked around, only to see that the originally lush tree crowns were no longer obstructed by the fallen branches and leaves. Even the peach blossom miasma surrounding him seemed to have faded a lot. He happened to see a stunned man standing dozens of feet away.
Lan Ying, a monk from the Wu clan, stood stunned on a branch, also in a daze because of the drastic change in front of him.
At this time, Lan Ying also noticed Yang Junshan's gaze. In the blink of an eye, when their eyes met, Lan Ying seemed to have thought of something, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
Yang Junshan took a bad look at it. He was too familiar with the nature of Wu Clan monks. Wen Zhan liked fighting. Although Lan Ying was a woman, she seemed to be very sensible before, but this did not mean that
This person is an outlier from the Wu clan.
What's more, at this moment, Na Lanying looked at him with a fierce look, and there was a hint of surprise. Could this person blame himself for the sudden withering of the giant peach tree?
This idea flashed in Yang Junshan's mind. Before he could explain, Na Lanying had already charged towards him with great force, and the long hook of the witch weapon in her hand was pointed at the hole in his left ear.
"You're crazy!"
Yang Junshan cursed loudly, but he had nothing to explain at this time. The foreign monks and the human race were originally mortal enemies. The reason why they restrained themselves before was not only that no one was sure of victory, but also because of the temptation of flat peaches.
Now the entire giant peach tree has begun to wither, and all the peaches that have not yet been picked have dried up. In the opinion of almost everyone, there is only one reason that can explain it, and that is that the flat peaches growing on the giant peach tree have already been picked.
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When Lan Ying saw Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan was still picking peaches. Lan Ying naturally concluded that the peaches had most likely fallen into Yang Junshan's hands. Even if it was only "possible", this possibility was
It was enough for Lan Ying to take action.
Originally, Yang Junshan had a favorable impression of the Wu Clan, and he had the auras left by Wu Shuo and Jiu Li as proof. He felt that there would not be much conflict with the Wu Clan monks, even if he was attacked by three Wu Clan monks when he entered the Liangyu Mountains.
When the monk tried to stop him, both sides kept their hands on each other and never completely broke up with each other.
However, looking at Lan Ying's current posture, it was obvious that she wanted to fight Yang Junshan to death. Yang Junshan couldn't help but secretly sigh that in the face of Pan Tao's temptation, his identity as a "friend of the Wu Clan" might not be that effective.
Because the main body of the machete was severely damaged, Yang Junshan lacked conventional coping methods during the fighting, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
The greatest characteristic of the Jiu Ren Zhenyuan cultivated by Yang Junshan is that it is far more pure and thick than monks of the same level. When encountering an evenly matched opponent, long-term fighting to exhaust the opponent is one of Yang Junshan's usual methods.
However, whether it is the magical magical power "Earth Shaking Mountain Shaking Technique" that he has successfully cultivated, or the natal magic weapon Mountain King's Seal, they are all powerful and explosive methods, usually used to defeat the opponent and determine the outcome with one blow.
The same is true for other magical powers such as Fantian Seal, Earth-covering Seal, etc. The other spiritual weapon "Snake Tangle" in his hand is mostly used to restrict and imprison, and its lethality is also very small.
After returning from the ice field, the opponents Yang Junshan encountered along the way rarely had the same hearty feeling as before during the fighting. It seemed that he had to find a handy spiritual weapon as soon as possible, or he had to quickly use the mountain splitting knife.
Repair or redo it to improve its quality.
The Wu Clan monk's attacks are always so fierce, and the long hook flashes with cold light. If the hook hits the opponent's ear hole, half of the brain can be pulled out.
In desperation, Yang Junshan used the "snake twist" in his hand as a long whip. The whip body flicked deftly in mid-air and rolled back toward the long hook.
But she heard Lan Ying chuckle from the opposite side, and slapped a branch on the side of her body with her palm.
This was not the first time Yang Junshan had seen this scene, and he thought to himself that it was bad. How could he have forgotten that she was a monk from the Jumang Tribe of the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan monks in this tribe were born with the ability to control some vegetation.
Sure enough, the moment Lan Ying slapped her palm on the branch next to her, the withered branches near Yang Junshan seemed to come to life and were immediately entangled with the "snake twist".
Yang Junshan shook his hand and pulled, and the dead branches broke off one after another, but the long hook had already taken the opportunity to hook into his ear. The sharp force stimulated Yang Junshan's ears and began to itch.
Yang Junshan was not one to sit back and wait for death, but he had to retreat temporarily when Lan Ying struck first and seized the opportunity.
But this allowed Lan Ying to seize the opportunity. The magical powers of various witch clans were like waves, chasing Yang Junshan one after another, and steadily gained the upper hand.
Although Yang Junshan's cultivation in the Jugang Realm is only equivalent to the second level of the Blood Witch Realm, one level lower than Lan Ying, Yang Junshan is not easy to get along with. From his growth to the present, decades have passed.
Fighting with opponents has become a common occurrence.
Although his opponent accidentally took the advantage and suppressed him all the way, Yang Junshan did not lose his position. Instead, he guarded the door tightly, like a spring, but he was suppressed very much.
The more likely you are to fight back at any time, the more violent the fight will be.
Yang Junshan responded calmly all the way. After the strange stone in his hand completely stabilized his cultivation level in the Jugang Realm, in fact, he had not yet fully adapted to the Jugang Realm's cultivation. Although he had fought several times before, or
It was because he escaped in time, or because his opponent was weak that he was far from able to hone his own cultivation. This fierce battle with Lan Ying made Yang Junshan more and more adaptable to his own cultivation. Many
He is becoming more and more comfortable in using his magical powers.
Lan Ying, who was fighting against him, was even more frightened. She could clearly feel Yang Junshan's obvious progress during the battle. At this time, Yang Junshan felt to her like a volcano about to erupt.
, although she has tried her best to suppress it, she knows that if she makes a mistake and the volcano erupts in one fell swoop, even she may not be able to escape unscathed.
Lan Ying feels that her current situation is quite difficult to get off.
It happened that at this time, a violent spiritual turmoil broke out on the other side of the huge tree canopy. After Master Qingfeng encountered the barbarian monk Lao Du, the two sides also started a fierce battle.
However, based on Qingfeng Zhenren's previous performance against the three of them, Laodu obviously cannot be his opponent. The only thing to worry about is Laodu's magical power of poison, which is often hard to guard against. He had tried to plot before, but it failed
Yang Junshan saw it through, but Master Qingfeng didn't notice it in advance.
Lan Ying originally thought that the two sides were evenly matched, but she had nothing to do with the opponent, a monk whose cultivation level was obviously lower than hers. And the old poison on the other side might not be the opponent of Qingfeng Zhenren, so the only way to deal with it now was to go first.
After retreating, the giant peach tree has withered anyway, and if we continue to fight, the gains outweigh the losses.
But just when Lan Ying was about to escape, a black air suddenly floated over from the dead branches and leaves on the opposite side of the tree crown, and then wrapped around in the direction of Yang Junshan.
At this time, the angry voice of Master Qingfeng came over: "Be careful of his black smoke, I am poisoned here, be careful!"
Lan Ying perked up when the black air floated over. When the reminder from Master Qingfeng came over, she had already cheered up again and fought with Yang Junshan. At the same time, she also tried to push Yang Junshan towards the opposite side of the tree crown.
drive away.
Yang Junshan's body was filled with Yuanci Baoguang, and the black energy was dispersed by the Baoguang before he could get close to him. However, Yang Junshan could still detect the strangeness of the black smoke. There were actually strands of black smoke attached to the Baoguang.
Go up and try to penetrate into his body.
Jiu Ren Zhen Gang rolled over like a huge boulder, destroying the poisonous mist that penetrated into the body, and some of it remained in the Qi and blood. It would also be exempted by Yang Junshan's strong physique. The hidden spirit in the spine
The orifice gave Yang Junshan's physical body a strong talent for avoiding poison.
Yang Junshan's Yuanci Baoguang not only withstood Lao Du's poisonous smoke, but even Lan Ying's witch weapon Long Gou was affected, and she had to expend more energy to control her magic weapon.
At this moment, another long whip snaked out from the bushes and went straight to Yang Junshan's waist.
"Do you really think I don't exist?"
Master Qingfeng shouted loudly, and a loud noise suddenly came from not far away, followed by a muffled grunt. The long whip suddenly withdrew before it reached his body, followed by countless broken branches and dead leaves with extremely heavy blows.
Strong force flew towards the battle group of Yang Junshan and Lan Ying.
At this moment, Yang Junshan suddenly activated, the Tiger Seal rose into the air, and under the control of the magical power of the Heaven-turning Seal, it hit Lan Ying in the mid-air. At the same time, he flicked his sleeve insignificantly, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
It disappeared among the dead branches and leaves flying in the sky.
At this time, Lan Ying also took the opportunity to take action. The flying broken branches and dead leaves were instantly controlled by Lan Ying, and then they flew towards Yang Junshan at a faster speed with the sound of fierce wind howling.
At the same time, the magic weapon commander turned his hook in mid-air and knocked lightly on the side of the Tiger's Seal in the mid-air. The Tiger's Seal immediately lost its sight and fell from the side of Lan Ying, landing on the tree crown.
A huge square gap was opened.
But Yang Junshan's method was to attack the east and the west. It was obvious that he used the Mountain King's Seal as a means to attract Lan Ying's full attention, but in fact, a cold light suddenly shot out from the broken bones falling from the sky, and shot straight through her.
With her magical power to protect herself, Lan Ying only had time to avoid the critical point. Even though she had an unrivaled physical body from the Witch Clan, her left arm was still shot through 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 couldn't stop it at all.
"Old Du, let's go!"
Lan Ying gave Yang Junshan a sharp look, knowing that this time it would be difficult for her side to take advantage. If she didn't know how to advance or retreat, she might even lose herself, so she had no choice but to greet her companions unwillingly, then turned around and headed towards Hongwu Mountain.