Chapter 435

If Yang Junshan had been able to resist the magic power of swordsmanship only by performing the mountain breaking spirit skill with empty hands, and could not make the masked green robed friar retreat from difficulties, it can be seen that Yang Junshan could resolve the attacks of more than a dozen friars with his own strength without fighting back. I don't know that he was completely kicked to the iron plate this time.

But as a sword repairman, how could he retreat before he dispelled the last doubt in his heart!

Flying sword was as like as two peas in the sky, and the white gold knife of Yan Qin Xi was entangled. At this time, a cold light suddenly appeared from the entanglement and turned into a cold and again killed toward Yang Junshan.

This move is his most proud sword skill "split lightsaber formula". After practicing it, it has been used as a means to press the bottom of the box, and has not been used in combat.

The fundamental reason why our side falls into total passivity is that the young monk of the other side protects everyone with the guardian magic power, which can enable their companions to fight back against our side without scruples. As long as their sword can kill, even if it only poses a threat to him, the other side will no longer be able to maintain the exertion of the two Guardian magic powers.

I saw that my proud sword went straight through the yuan magnetic aura diffused in the periphery. The sword light did not receive the slightest impact. The light curtain followed by the mountain guarding spirit was also penetrated, and the flying sword went straight to Yang Junshan's throat.

Hide, I know I can't hurt you with this sword, but as long as I can break your guard magic power!

However, in the hopeful eyes of the green robed masked friar, Yang Junshan, who was hanging in the air, suddenly smiled, the index finger of his right hand suddenly moved forward, and a sharp breath rushed out of his fingertips.

What, in the frightened eyes of the green robed masked friar, his sword light was smashed with a bang, and the overflowing sword gas could not even splash three feet in front of Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan looked at the green robed friar with a slight mockery. Your swordsmanship is exquisite and sharp, but how much power can you have left after penetrating the yuan magnetic light and the hand mountain spirit one after another?

The green robed Friar's face turned white when he was covered up. His strength was beyond his ability to guess. Who told himself that after the collapse of shaking Tianfeng, Yuzhou cultivation world is now a group of shrimp and crab generals?

Suddenly, the light of Qingfeng's long sword soared, and temporarily pushed the taiplatinum knife back. Then the green robed masked friar withdrew and shouted, "withdraw, withdraw!"

The rest of the people set up a light to escape, but the old Yan Zhong and Ning He seemed to have expected the other party to be like this. They both jumped out of the magic guard of the hand mountain spirit skill, and the light flickered at their feet. They had chased behind the two monks who fled with one of their injured companions.

The two monks were shocked and left their companions to escape, but how could Yan Zhong and Ning He give them a chance? They had a circle of magic weapons in their hands and didn't care about the wounded on the ground, just entangled them in the distance.

It was this moment's delay that Wu Shuo, Yan Qinxi and Ning bin had caught up with each other, and several people shot together. The two entangled friars and the two wounded died suddenly. Those fleeing friars had turned back to save each other, but it was obvious that they turned and ran faster.

As for Yang Junshan, at the moment when the group of friars turned and fled, the mountain guarding spirit and Yuan magnetic light had dispersed. The flying shuttle was ready to go and chased after the fleeing green friar with Yang Junshan.

The green robed friar was not flustered, but he saw that his hands were frozen into sword fingers. The green front long sword had fallen at his feet. His running speed accelerated instantly, and even the distance from Yang Junshan was slowly widening.

Yang Junshan suddenly shouted. The green friar thought Yang Junshan was going to attack with an imperial weapon. He quickly turned his head and saw that Yang Junshan had a bronze mirror in his hand. The yellow light flickered. The green friar suddenly felt dazzled.

No, the green robed Friar's sword Qi overflowed all over his body, and immediately tore the illusion in front of him. The whole person had awakened, but there was a dull sound of "collapse" in his ear.

The green robed friar realized that he had fallen into a great crisis almost at the same time. He didn't even look up to see clearly. When the whole man fell down on the flying sword, there was a burst of tearing pain on his shoulder.

The green robed friar shouted. The green front's long sword whirled in the air and returned to his feet again. At this time, he saw that a long arrow had just hit his shoulder and cut a two inch long blood groove on his shoulder.

It's a pity that you can't practice "shrinking the ground into an inch", otherwise you must be able to kill this person!

Yang Junshan some bitterly put away the snake kiss bow in his hand. When he was about to turn around and return, he gave a slight meal, then turned around again and flew to a tree dozens of feet away.

The long windmill copper arrow just shot hit the trunk of the tree after exhaustion. Yang Junshan pulled the long arrow down. There was the blood and broken meat of the green monk on the slightly deformed arrow.

Yang Junshan returned to join the crowd, looked at the four bodies on the ground and said, "did you find anything?"

Yan Zhong looked a little dignified and said, "I'm afraid he offended a strong enemy!"

Yang Junshan looked much heavier and asked, "which sect is it from? The green robed Friar's swordsmanship is extremely fierce just now. At least he is a true disciple in the Yuzhou sect. Isn't he from the Yujian sect?"

Yan Zhong shook his head and said, "it's not the jade sword sect or other sects. These people are not even monks in Yuzhou."

"Foreign friars?"

Yang Junshan frowned when he heard the speech and said, "shaking Tianfeng has attracted even monks from other states. Where is it? Elder Yan is well-informed and may see it?"

Yan Zhong stretched out his hand and opened it. In the palm of his hand were several non gold and non jade nameplates. He said, "it's the friar of Fengxue sword sect. It's a sect door in Liangzhou, north of Yuzhou."

Yang Junshan picked up a nameplate and looked carefully. On the front of the nameplate was a white snow swept by the strong wind, and there was a relief of a flying sword flying against the wind, while the identity of the owner of the nameplate was engraved on the back: Feng Yibiao, an inner disciple of the wind and snow sword sect.

"How much do you know about this sect, master Yan? What is the strength of the Fengxue sword sect? Since it is called the sword sect, I think it is the sword sect. However, not many of those people know the magic power of swordsmanship just now."

Yan Zhong smiled and said: "This sect's strength is not weak. It should be as different as the strength of the three major sects in Yuzhou. However, this sect is not a sword sect. The so-called wind and snow sword sect should actually be wind, snow and sword sect, which refers to the abbreviation of the three Town sect gods of this sect. These three Town sect gods are wind, cold and a sword magic power. Because the name of the sect is often misunderstood, the wind sect Xue Jianzong also calls himself the "three Jue sect."

Yang Junshan suddenly realized that no wonder there were only two or three monks who were flying swords among the monks who ambushed him just now.

The general strength of sword cultivation is better than that of ordinary monks, especially their attack and lethality, but sword cultivation itself is very difficult to achieve, which also makes the number of sword cultivation very small.

After the decline of the shaking heaven sect, the reason why the Yuxiao sect was able to hold down the front line, ranking first among the three major sects, especially in front of the Yujian sect, was that the Yujian sect was a pure sword sect, and the number of monks in the sect was far less than that of the Yuxiao sect and the Tanxi sect.

Therefore, even though the friars of the jade sword sect are very powerful, immortal Fei Xiao is now more worthy of Yuzhou. After leaving the shaking Tianfeng, the road is calm and quiet, and there is no tail behind. Even ordinary friars who often come between the Yu City and the shaking Tianfeng are rarely seen on the Road, as if the ruins of the shaking Tianzong sect, which originally attracted a steady stream of friars to explore treasures, are now But it seems to be unpopular.

"The situation is still wrong. We must be careful!"

Although Yang Junshan didn't realize what was wrong, he felt a chill on the wild road leading to Yu city.

Needless to say, Yang Junshan said that at this time, everyone had been in a spirit of twelve points. At the same time, they also realized that after they went deep into the forbidden array for several months, they must have attracted the attention of all forces exploring treasures in shaking Tianfeng.

At this time, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the sky above him seemed a little dark. When he looked up, he suddenly found that the clouds in the sky had been stained with light blood!

The sky changes. This is the way for people to achieve real life.

There was a sudden breeze between heaven and earth, and a faint smell of blood gradually became thick as the clouds in the sky became more and more blood red.

"It's magic repair!"

Yang Junshan shouted loudly, and the unprecedented panic appeared on his face: "the devil cultivation in the real world, you can't escape, fight to death!"

"Hahaha, fight to death? This is the biggest joke that this demon heard today. Struggle. This demon likes living blood food!"

"Ouyang Yulin!" Yan Qinxi and Yang Junshan exclaimed in unison.