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Baiqueshan Chapter 360: Ambush

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    Yang Tiangang found out helplessly that he could not get rid of Xiong Xiying's tracking at all, because this person actually had a flying escape weapon. Although the quality was only low-grade, the escape speed was almost twice that of Yang Tiangang.

    "Yang Tiangang, where else do you want to escape?"

    Xiong Xiying has been blocking Yang Tiangang's escape direction from the beginning. Although he couldn't defeat a monk of the same level in his eagerness, he could at least force him to change the direction of his shield.

    "Hehe, do you think I will let you run away wherever you want? Where is your son who is in the late martial arts realm, ambushing him on the way to escape, haha, I won't let you get what you want!"

    Yang Tiangang's face was as dark as water, knowing that this time he had made a miscalculation. Xiong Xiying was not as reckless and impatient as he seemed, and the killing array his son had laid down in front might not be used.

    Xiong Xiying forced him to change directions several times. Even Yang Tiangang himself couldn't identify where he was at the moment, and he didn't know if his son could catch up. Otherwise, he might be self-defeating this time and suffer a big loss.  !

    No, Yang Tiangang was shocked and secretly thought that if Xiong Xiying had not been in ambush for a long time, Xiaoshan would definitely suspect that there was an accident, and he would definitely come to investigate. If he ran away blindly, it would be difficult for him to find traces. At this time, he could only turn around.  Only by fighting to the death with Xiong Xiying can Xiaoshan follow the momentum of the battle!

    Thinking of this, Yang Tianggang suddenly stopped to escape the light, turned around and slashed diagonally with the high-grade magic weapon in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Break!"

    Xiong Xiying didn't expect that Yang Tiangang, who had been retreating before, would suddenly take action. He screamed and hurriedly retreated, but suddenly found that there was a hidden potential in the void in front of him, as if it had the power to destroy mountains and jade, and it was heading straight towards him.  .

    "Broken Mountain Spiritual Technique!"

    Xiong Xiying was worthy of being a former true disciple of the Shaking Sky Sect. The moment Yang Tian just took action, he had already recognized the details of this spiritual technique. He exclaimed with a solemn look on his face, and the flying sword, a high-grade magical weapon in his hand, flew into the air.  Several sword flowers, as Xiong Xiying used the sword technique in his hand, cut out dozens of sword lights in succession.

    With each ray of sword light, the power of the Broken Mountain Spiritual Technique will be weakened. When dozens of sword rays are spit out, not only is Yang Tiangang's Broken Mountain Spiritual Technique broken, but there are also more than ten sword rays.  Guang fought back, making Yang Tianggang quite confused for a while.

    Yang Tianggang quickly pressed the escape light, stretched out his hands in the air and pressed down.

    The surrounding void shook, as if countless invisible forces were transmitted through the air. Those sword lights were annihilated in one fell swoop, and Xiong Xiying's own escape light suddenly became uncertain, as if it would fall from the sky at any time.

    "Hey, Earth Splitting Spirit Technique, let's see my Sword Spirit Technique break your family's legendary spiritual technique!"

    No matter what kind of magical power Yang Tiangang displays, Xiong Xiying just scatters a set of sword spirit skills in his hand like a goddess scattering flowers, and Yang Tiangang's magical power can only be cracked. The power of the sword magic is evident.

    The sword light in the sky was as pervasive as flowing water. Yang Tianggang soon couldn't resist it. In desperation, he had to withdraw and retreat. Xiong Xiying immediately pressed forward step by step. Yang Tiangan almost only had the ability to parry and no ability to fight back.

    At this time, Yang Tiangang didn't dare to set up the flying light escape, because the flying escape weapon in Xiong Xiying's hand would only make him more embarrassed. It was better to use the mountain and forest terrain to barely deal with him, not to mention that Yang Tiangang's magical power could only be achieved with the help of the power of the ground.  Only then can we be even better.

    In the blink of an eye, the two of them had traveled more than ten miles while fighting, but because they were distracted from dealing with each other's methods, the speed was much slower.

    In another battle group, the third steward had never seen such a crazy person. It was clear that this person had been injured several times by him, but not only did he not show any fear of retreating, but he became more and more courageous as he fought, and even fought with martial arts.  Among them, he repeatedly resorted to lose-lose methods.

    The third housekeeper had the upper hand, and naturally he did not want to lose both sides with Wu Shuo. This also allowed Wu Shuo to save the day from danger many times when life and death were at stake.

    Because the third housekeeper was entrusted by the head of the family, Changfeng Zhenren, he came to help Xiong Xiying return to the family to evacuate. However, Xiong Xiying had disappeared at this time, and he was also entangled here by this monk with strange magical powers, and his mood became more and more impatient.

    But the more impatient he became, the more he wanted to get rid of Wu Shuo's entanglement, but haste often made waste. Wu Shuo had already seen that the third steward was not thinking, and the fighting spirit in his body became higher and higher. Faintly, he could feel  When the witchcraft power in the body is boiling, this is a sign that one needs to break the bottleneck and advance to the fifth level of the witchcraft realm.

    "Bad!"

    A strange force gathered around Wu Shuo, and then as Wu Shuo pinched his finger and a drop of blood was used as a guide, the strange force immediately wrapped around the third steward's body.?Up.

    ¡°It¡¯s such a weird little trick again!¡±

    The third housekeeper snorted softly, and the spiritual power around him expanded, trying to disperse this strange force surrounding him in one fell swoop as before.

    Unexpectedly, this time, this force was like a tarsal bone that could never be shaken off. Not only that, the third housekeeper suddenly felt as if he was suffering from a serious illness, his bones were falling apart, and there was no energy left in his body.  A few percent.

    At this time, Wu Shuo shouted loudly, and the magic weapon in his hand flew out, hitting the chest and abdomen of the third steward. The third steward mustered up his courage and used the magic weapon in his hand to intercept the weapon. The two objects collided in the middle, as if there was a sound in the sky.  The thunder exploded and all the surrounding trees were destroyed.

    The third housekeeper felt his body suddenly go weak. He was exhausted and couldn't help but retreat one after another. However, the flying smoke and dust in front of him was knocked away, and Wu Shuo, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, rushed towards him again with blood-red eyes.

    "Crazy, this person is crazy. Since you want to die, I will help you!"

    The third housekeeper stirred up the spiritual power in his Dantian, and a steady stream of vigorous spiritual power washed over his body. The power of the Witch Clan's curse attached to his body was finally expelled, and he used the magic weapon in his hand to fight Wu Shuo again.

    The second time, the third time,

    Each time, the third housekeeper was able to repel Wu Shuo, but each time, Wu Shuo was able to rush forward again. The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and the wounds on his body were bleeding, but the blood seemed to stimulate Wu Shuo's fighting spirit even more.  However, the third housekeeper could clearly feel that every time Wu Shuo rushed forward again, the power wrapped around Wu Shuo would be one point greater than the previous time.

    This person is not crazy, this person is simply a monster!

    The third housekeeper actually felt a trace of fear in his heart for no reason. I want to leave here and can no longer spend time with this madman. I still have the responsibility of being the head of the family. Yes, I also need to help Young Master Sun return to the family. I have to complete it first.  The master¡¯s order!

    The thought of retreating rang in his heart, and the thought expanded uncontrollably. The third steward also roared, and used his magical weapon to attack with all his strength, knocking Wu Shuo back again, turning around and flying away.

    But I heard a sudden roar of laughter behind me: "I just thought of leaving at this time, are you still able to leave? I'll take a stick from your grandpa Wu Shuo!"

    The whistling wind pressure came from behind, faster than any time before. If the third housekeeper wanted to retreat at this time, he had to take this blow first.

    In desperation, the third steward had no choice but to turn around and control the magic weapon to resist again. However, this time his expression suddenly changed. With a loud explosion in the air, his magic weapon was knocked away suddenly, and his face suddenly turned gray.  A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

    "How is it possible to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation on the battlefield?" the third steward shouted in horror.

    At this time, Yang Tiangang had been taken advantage of by Xiong Xiying's sword rays several times, and his body had been cut with several bloody wounds. If Yang Tiangang hadn't started practicing "Tiger Picture" diligently over the years, and his body was so solid, I'm afraid those few sword rays would have been  It can make people disabled.

    The more Xiong Xiying fought, the more excited he became. The Yang Tiangang in front of him clearly knew that he could not escape now that he had the flying escape weapon in his hand, so he could only turn around and fight for his life, which was exactly what Xiong Xiying wanted.

    Yang Tiangang's cultivation level is the same as his, and the spiritual power in his body is no less powerful than his. The only thing that can't compare with him is the magic weapon in his hand and the spiritual power he has cultivated. This time, he must not take the opportunity to entangle this with him for several years.  The opponent was seriously injured or even killed. Once the Xiong family left Mengyu County, they might not have a chance.

    Thinking of this, the flying sword in Xiong Xiying's hand became more and more powerful. Yang Tianggang insisted on fighting with him and refused to retreat. The swordsmanship that originally resisted him was already stretched. At this time, the flaw was exposed under the left and right. Xiong Xiying was overjoyed when he saw this, and a sword light was like  Like a poisonous snake, it circled in front of Yang Tiangang and struck directly at his ribs from the side and back.

    Seeing that Xiong Xiying was about to land a powerful blow, he suddenly noticed something strange on the ground beneath his feet, as if a wild beast was about to burst out of the ground.

    With heart palpitations, Xiong Xiying didn't even care about the opponent in front of her, and tried her best to fly back. However, it was still a step too late. The soil on the ground surged, and a figure flew out from the ground. He stretched out his hand and pointed far away, and a three-inch seal appeared.  It spun around in mid-air and turned into a three-foot-long giant seal facing the wind, which was pressed down with a rumble.

    Xiong Xiying is indeed worthy of being a legend who once shook the world. He is a powerful disciple who is calm in the face of danger. The flying sword in his hand rises from bottom to top. Countless sword lights are peeled off and condensed together to form a huge sword light pillar, which is like a mountain falling from the sky.  Junxi collided with each other.

    "Pfft", Xiong Xiying, whose eyes were filled with horror, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but the Tiger Seal that fell from the sky was also knocked to one side, allowing Xiong Xiying to escape.

      However, Yang Junshan always uses one ring after another. The moment the Tiger's Seal lands on the ground, the ground within a radius of tens of feet suddenly rolls like waves. The earth-shattering spiritual technique uses the semi-spiritual weapon, the Mountain King's Seal, to remove the magical power itself.  The power was exerted to the extreme.

    Xiong Xiying tried her best to resist, but still staggered, but still used the flying magic weapon to escape.

    A golden ray of light centered on the Mountain King's Seal, suddenly spread outwards, and the area covered by the Earth Splitting Spiritual Technique turned into an area where the Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Light was raging.

    The flying escape weapon under Xiong Xiying's feet shook for a while, and Xiong Xiying almost fell from it.

    The magic weapon Flying Sword once again transformed into sword light and surrounded him. The sharp sword light was actually able to split the aura belt of the lingering Yuan Magnetic Spirit. The area originally covered by the Yuan Magnetic Spirit was once again opened up.

    Although Xiong Xiying was in danger many times, she was able to avert danger every time by relying on her own strength. She couldn't help but feel a kind of joy in her heart. She laughed loudly and ran away from the gap.

    Unexpectedly, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the gap, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, and the yellow light instantly shook Xiong Xiying.

    Xiong Xiying's expression narrowed, and the flying magic weapon under his feet shook again, causing him to fall off the magic weapon. However, Xiong Xiying's spiritual consciousness training was obviously quite good, and he only woke up after shaking his head.

    But how could this continuous offensive carefully planned by Yang Junshan end here? Xiong Xiying had just stood up again, and with a "pop", a wind-milled copper pipe stem shone in the sun.  Then he hit him on the head!

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    I had something to do in the morning, so I was delayed!
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