Yang Junshan had never encountered such a crisis before when his tried-and-tested earth escape technique was broken. The people who ambush him were not only monks from major sects, but also black hands from outside races, as well as real-person monks of the same level.
, and there are even late-stage blood witch realm monks whose cultivation far exceeds his.
Yang Junshan was not one to sit back and wait for death. When his escape technique failed, he immediately transformed into "shrinking the ground into an inch" and fled outwards.
However, even though "shrinking the ground into an inch" is a very sophisticated escape technique, there is no way one can escape from the trap set by everyone.
Before Yang Junshan could escape fifty feet away, a whistling wind blade rolled towards him.
Yang Junshan was forced to withdraw his escape light and fought hard with the wind blade in front of him. The strong wind suddenly raged in all directions, and countless trees were broken. The huge movement must have alarmed the monks further away, and there was bound to be something next.
More monks came after hearing the news.
Yang Junshan frowned. Even if the monks brought out the heavenly materials and earthly treasures from the illusionary mist space, there was so much competition, but there was only one treasure. Besides, not to mention that what he brought out might just be spiritual weapons.
Even if he really brought out a treasure, is it really worth the effort of so many monks to snatch it and fight for it?
It seems that various forces and monks from outside the territory have poured into the Liangyu Mountains. The two sides are evenly matched but have reached a rare balance. Because of this, each has thrown a rat weapon, and no one dares to let go and fight to the death. Now from this
The treasures brought out of the illusionary mist space actually became an opportunity for both parties to vent.
Even Yang Junshan admired himself for having the leisure to think about these things at a critical moment of life and death.
In just a short time, from when Yang Junshan appeared in the fantasy mist space to when he was attacked and killed by various monks ambushing nearby, Yang Junshan had already fought against at least three monks in three directions, but was blocked all of them.
The way to go.
"Boy, put down the treasure you got from the illusory mist space. I promise not to take action against you."
This is all nonsense. There are no less than ten real people hiding around. If one person doesn't take action against him, how can he deal with the other nine?
Although he ran into walls everywhere, Yang Junshan still did not dare to let himself pause at all. He kept moving and attacking in different directions, trying to break out. Only in this way could he delay the crowd's encirclement of him to the greatest extent.
"This guy is pretty good, what a pity!"
It is commendable that a monk in the Jugang Realm can persevere under the siege of everyone, even though other people have tried to prevent him from killing him, but he has not killed him.
"After such a long time, if there were sect forces to support him, I'm afraid they would have rushed to take action by now. Don't talk nonsense, let's fight quickly to avoid long nights and dreams. When the time comes, everything about this kid will depend on his ability."
The people who besieged him became serious, and Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the pressure doubled, and it could even be said that he was struggling.
Yang Junshan knew that this was a life-and-death moment, so he directly raised his mountain-cleaving sword, gathered all his true energy, and used the "earth shaking and mountain shaking" magical power, and slashed face to face with the monk who had blocked his way and used the wind blade magic power.
go.
In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, as if everyone and everything in this area were placed in a suspended box and then violently shaken.
"Hey, treasure magic, help me quickly, be careful he escapes!"
"Oh, the art of shaking the earth and shaking the mountains!"
"I'm just telling you, this guy really isn't a fuel saver!"
Yang Junshan used his magical power, and the monks who ambushed him all around exclaimed, but there was not much surprise in their words. It seemed that Yang Junshan would not be able to break through the encirclement even if he used his magical power.
Perhaps among the monks from various forces around him who were trying to ambush him, there were many whose cultivation levels were not inferior to Yang Junshan's, and even far exceeded his sect's strength. Monks from powerful races and magical powers were not uncommon for them.
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 give way and break through the encirclement.
The surface of the Mountain Splitting Knife was already covered with cracks. The successful use of the treasure magic power showed Yang Junshan's determination to break the cauldron. Although the two monks on the opposite side were responsible for preventing Yang Junshan from breaking out, they were not responsible for fighting Yang Junshan. So
With Yang Junshan's strength, he finally got out of the way.
Yang Junshan was overjoyed when he saw this. He forcibly mobilized the true energy in his body and tried his best to escape.
However, a roar came, and a white light had already heard the sound one step ahead and stabbed Yang Junshan in the back!
"Ha, so many people are besieging you, a Jugang Realm monk. If you can still run away, where can we put our faces?"
A joking voice came from behind Yang Junshan. He heard that the voice was approaching quickly, and Yang Junshan's eyes that had not lost his agility were also seeing the monks in front of him who were avoiding each other to the left and right.
He looked at Yang Junshan with a mocking look on his face.
"Look, this thing belongs to me, and of course, everyone has their own share!"
The voice sounded again, and a Xuan Gang monk who was wearing clothes from an unknown sect reached out and touched the storage bag on Yang Junshan's waist.
"Huh?" A surprised voice suddenly came from deep in the woods.
But at this moment, the monk who stretched his hand towards Yang Junshan's waist also had a smile on his face. Yang Junshan, who originally seemed to have been hit, suddenly exploded with feathers of various colors on his body.
Flying all over the sky.
"Suicide technique!"
"Puppetry?"
"Substitute Yu!"
Most of the monks around who had not shown up yet exclaimed in surprise. This kind of secret technique is rare in the world of cultivation, but because it can save someone's life at a critical moment, many monks broke their heads in search of a substitute treasure, but failed to obtain it.
"Quick, where is the boy's true identity? He shouldn't be far away yet. Find it quickly!"
"Damn it, this kid just brought out a treasure from the phantom mist. I don't care about it, as long as I can get his secret technique of avatar!"
"He may not know such secret skills, maybe he got it from some good luck!"
"Haha, Liang Leng of Fengxue Sword Sect was dumbfounded now, and the duck he got flew away!"
The monks from various forces around were chatting randomly, and their spiritual consciousness was sweeping around like a storm. Soon, the traces Yang Junshan had hidden with the help of the substitute feather were discovered by everyone.
"Here he is, good guy, I almost let him escape!"
"Boy, let's see where you run away this time!"
"Ouch, he's trying to escape again, hurry up, stop him!"
At this time, Yang Junshan's face was pale. The substitute feather was made with the help of his hard work. Although it saved his life, it still caused some damage to Yang Junshan himself.
Almost at the moment when everyone discovered Yang Junshan, he had once again used the Earth Escape Spiritual Technique to try to escape. But before he sank into the ground, he suddenly looked back and happened to meet the eyes of the Xuan Gang Realm monk who had almost killed him earlier.
, as the saying goes, enemies meet on a narrow road, this person is none other than the Xuangang Realm monk who once chased Yang Junshan for the marrow coin on the far north ice field for a long time. Yang Junshan had just heard what others called him,
Snow Wind Sword Sect Liang Leng!
When Liang Leng saw Yang Junshan's gaze before leaving, he couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart. When he first saw Yang Junshan, Liang Leng was also a little surprised. He even noticed that Yang Junshan was in the Gathering Realm.
When he was cultivating, Liang Leng was still a little frightened, which is why when he besieged Yang Junshan, he tried his best to attack and almost killed him.
However, Yang Junshan escaped in the end. The look in his eyes before leaving made Liang Leng believe without a doubt that if he let this man go this time, he would definitely become a serious problem for him in the future.
However, it was too late for him to stop it at this time. He could only hope that the Wu monk from the Houtu tribe could stop it again.
However, this time, the Wu Clan monk who had never shown up deep in the woods did not stop him.
However, if the Wu Clan monk did not take action, it did not mean that other monks did not have the means to break Yang Junshan's earth escape technique.
A Tiangang Realm human monk who had never shown up suddenly took action at this moment. The magic weapon he sacrificed was a high-grade spiritual weapon like a wooden shovel. Following the direction where Yang Junshan sank into the ground, he shoveled it, covering a radius of 100 feet and a depth of 10 meters.
The ground suddenly surged. If Yang Junshan was still in the soil, he would be dug up by this shovel.
In the world of cultivation, there is a treasured magic called Mountain Moving Technique, and what this monk who controls a wooden shovel displays is the spiritual level magical power that is an extension of the Mountain Moving Technique. It can instantly turn the ground dozens or even hundreds of feet in radius. In such a short period of time,
Within that time, even if Yang Junshan used the Earth Escape Spiritual Technique, there was absolutely no way he could run so fast.
But things are often beyond people's expectations. The Tiangang monks used their magical power to dig deep the ground within a hundred feet radius, but Yang Junshan was nowhere to be seen. Could it be that he could really do it in the electric light?
Escape a hundred feet underground between stone and fire?
The more than ten real-person monks from various forces who were ambushing here could do nothing to help a real person from the Jugang Realm. Bai Baikong was so happy that many people were naturally dissatisfied. They had nowhere to vent their grievances, so they complained about other people participating in the war.
The monks are coming.
"Liang Leng, if you weren't in a hurry to kill, you wouldn't have been deceived by the secret technique of substitute death. The secret technique of substitute death has its limits. If you were hit by the combined force of our magical powers at that time, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to use the substitute technique.
No chance."
"Fart, if the man and the demon in front of me hadn't suddenly given way to the passage, would I have been in a hurry to kill him?"
"Why should we resist the impact of the other side head-on? It's a magical power. Why don't we try it on someone else? Don't stand and talk without pain in the back."
"Okay, everyone, shut up!"
The Tiangang Realm monk who appeared last gave a loud shout, which caused a sudden silence in the woods. Then he thought about the depths of the woods and asked: "Wu Na Wu Clan monk, you originally had the ability to defeat his Earth Escape Spiritual Technique."
Why didn't I take action to stop it?"
A moment later, a slightly hoarse voice sounded from deep in the woods: "This person has the blessing spell of my witch monk, and there are more than one. Previously, I was so anxious that I never paid attention to it. Now that I have discovered it later,
Then there is no reason to take action again."
The Tiangang realm monk smiled coldly and said: "What a blessing spell. It seems that there are indeed people in the cultivation world who have colluded with people from outside the realm!"