Yang Junshan looked slightly stunned, but he heard Master Liu Qiu sneer and said: "Whether you are the 'Ling 1st Sect' or the 'Ling 2nd Sect', you must know that this is Liangzhou, not Sangzhou. You want to take advantage of the sect's power. But the name was displayed in the wrong place!¡±
¡°Bold!¡±
One of the Lingyi Sect monks wearing a red scarf heard the insults about his sect from Liu Qiuzhen's mouth. He immediately became furious and said: "How dare you do this, Zhu Zian? Do you think that one more person can defeat us? I will let you do it today." Wait until you know how powerful my Lingyi Sect true disciple is!"
"I'm afraid of you!"
Master Liu Qiu and Master Jingyuan are both outstanding figures in their respective sects, and they have their own arrogance. Although Lingyi Sect has such a big name in the cultivation world, they almost want to be on par with Fengxue Sword Sect, but even Fengxue Sect has a great reputation. It¡¯s not like they have never fought against the true disciples of the Snow Sword Sect. Who were they ever afraid of?
But I saw that the red scarf monk of Lingyi Sect had a wooden sword in his hand at some point, and then he threw the wooden sword into the sky, then took a few mysterious steps under his feet, pinched his hands with his fingers, and said something in his mouth. He muttered words, just like a mortal pretending to be a ghost.
Master Liu Qiu wanted to laugh, but Master Jingyuan said urgently: "Brother Liu, be careful!"
Just when Master Liu Qiu looked stunned, he heard a sudden thunder above his head, and a lightning bolt as thick as an arm fell.
"Thunder and lightning power!"
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With a crackling sound, the branches of the plum tree broke one after another, and the cracks were scorched black. There were even thunder and fire trying to ignite on the plum tree, which only made Liu Qiu feel heartbroken as if his heart was bleeding.
"Brother Liu, don't panic, Jingyuan is here!"
Seeing that Master Liu Qiu suffered a heavy loss as soon as he came up, Master Jingyuan didn't care about looking after the other person. He sacrificed the magic weapon in his hand and went straight to the red scarf monk, intending to surround Wei and rescue Zhao.
"Haha, is this the strength of Liangzhou monks!"
The red scarf monk was not afraid, and with taunting words, he fought with the two masters Liu Qiu and Jingyuan. His energy was overflowing, and he opened a huge ball in the snowstorm, and behind the ball The outside is wrapped in the sky full of wind and snow. From a distance, it looks like another huge ball rolling back and forth in mid-air between heaven and earth, with occasional lightning flashing on the surface of the ball.
This sudden change made even Yang Junshan a little stunned for a moment. He never thought that this true disciple of Lingyi Sect could actually cultivate thunder and lightning powers. And the wooden sword that guided the thunder to land, if Yang Junshan had not guessed If it is wrong, it is most likely made of lightning-struck wood. Such a magic weapon is at least a spiritual weapon level.
Of course, different types of lightning strike wood have different qualities. As Yang Junshan himself knows, the best lightning strike wood is the lightning strike peach wood. Legend has it that the Lingyi Sect has a thousand-year lightning strike peach wood sword, which is the sword of the Lingyi Sect. Even the successive sect leaders of Lingyi Sect are not qualified to wear the sect's treasure, and they don't know whether it is true or false.
It was originally a three-on-two situation, because the Lingyi Sect monk had mastered the thunder and lightning power and held back Master Liu Qiu and Master Jingyuan, but only Yang Junshan was left to fight with the other monk from Lingyi Sect wearing a great cloak. One on one.
This real man wearing a big cloak looked at Yang Junshan with a sneer in his eyes. He and the senior brother beside him had been walking together in the cultivation world for a long time, and they had a tacit understanding with each other. When they were blocked by three people, they identified Yang Junshan. Junshan is the weakest link among the three, so the red scarf monk used his strongest means from the beginning, smothering the two masters Liu Qiu and Jingyuan in one fell swoop, leaving only Yang Junshan to deal with. Once Yang Junshan is defeated or injured by the cloaked monk, the remaining two will be two versus two, and the two of them can advance and retreat calmly.
As for why the two of them identified Yang Junshan as the weak link among the three at a glance, this was a test of their eyesight that they had developed in the cultivation world.
Masters Liu Qiu and Master Jingyuan all showed the demeanor of disciples of the sect in their temperament, demeanor, or words and actions. The two Lingyi Sect monks could tell these things at a glance, but these things were all different. It can only be understood but cannot be explained. As for Yang Junshan, he is a grassroots monk at first glance. He probably followed these two sect monks just to curry favor.
As the true monks of Lingyi Sect, how come there are so few monks from small forces and small sects that they come into contact with in daily life? Even if such monks can advance to the real person realm, how many monks can they become compared to the monks from the sect?
The plan of these two people was originally correct. There were probably nine monks outside the ten major sects who were not as good as the disciples of the same level. But Yang Junshan was the only one left, and he was also an extremely special one. So that the monk in the big cloak underestimated the enemy and??I almost suffered a big loss when I started!
In fact, in addition to all the above reasons, there is another reason that the strength of this monk of Lingyi Sect wearing a big cloak is greatly limited on this ice field where the cold wave is raging, because what he cultivates is a The magical power of fire attribute!
Fire-attributed magical powers are originally known for their domineering explosions. Monks who practice fire-attributed magical powers are often feared among monks of the same level. However, on this extreme northern ice field, there is chaotic ice energy mixed in the cold wave. , the power of Bai Ling's fire attribute magic power was reduced by three points.
But even so, when this Lingyi Sect monk took action against Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
And this Lingyi Sect monk is indeed very powerful. As soon as he makes a move, a sea of ????fire will surround Yang Junshan.
If it were normal, Yang Junshan would have to take it very seriously, but now
I saw Yang Junshan patting the stone bottle on his waist without leaving any trace, and then a cold air burst out at his feet. No matter how fierce the magical power of his Lingyi Sect true disciple was, the sea of ??fire could never come close to Yang Junshan's three feet. land.
If the cold environment of the extreme northern ice field can restrain a fire-attribute magical monk's strength by three points, then adding a thousand-year-old ice silkworm can reduce his strength by five points.
¡°Just imagine that one person¡¯s magical powers and secret techniques cannot threaten his opponent in the slightest, how can this fight continue?
As soon as he opened his hands, the sea of ????fire in front of him was torn apart like cloth, and Yang Junshan calmly escaped from the sea of ????fire.
Now, Yang Junshan has cultivated this ancestral spiritual art to the level of proficiency. He doesn¡¯t have to do it under his feet every time, and he doesn¡¯t have to tear the earth every time!
Seeing that Yang Junshan broke his own magical power so easily, the expression of the monk in the cloak of Lingyi Sect suddenly changed, and he cursed in his mouth. It seemed that this was because this place was not conducive to the use of his magical power, and everyone's magical powers were restrained against him. Not angry.
Yang Junshan didn't care about all that. He defeated his first move with one move. The mountain-splitting sword was unforgiving, and the cold sword light slashed down vertically. Before the sword light came, the explosive momentum had already broken the ice under his feet. noodle.
The monk in high cloak exclaimed, pulling away and trying to retreat, but Yang Junshan's sword had already locked onto his aura. No matter how he dodged, the sword light never left the sky above his head.
Seeing that the monk in the cloak could no longer hide, a flame gun rose in front of him, turning into a huge fire snake and aiming towards the sword.
There was a loud "crack" sound. Although the light of the sword was blocked, the flames condensed on the flame gun were flying everywhere. The vivid fire snake was also shaken away by the mountain knife, leaving only the body of the flame gun. He let out a cry and retreated to the monk.
Yang Junshan's mountain-breaking spiritual technique has the upper hand, and naturally he will not give his opponent a chance to breathe. Although the speed of the mountain-splitting knife in his hand is not very fast, every slash of the sword is powerful and heavy. Although there is no skill, it always makes people feel sad. The man had no way to escape, so he had no choice but to use the flame gun to fight hard. He was in a state of embarrassment for a while, and the sound of gold and iron clashing shook the ice field under his feet like a spider web.
"Stay here!"
Naturally, the showdown between Yang Junshan and the big cloak monk never left the attention of others. Seeing that his side had made a mistake in his plan, the weakest link that he thought was actually the butt of a tiger, the red scarf monk who was fighting fiercely with Liu Qiu and the other two. Unable to hold it any longer, he quickly used his thunder and lightning power again, temporarily breaking away the entanglement between the two people in front of him, and jumped out of the snowball and shouted.
Master Liu Qiu and Master Jingyuan looked at each other, with a tacit understanding not to take action, but Yang Junshan slashed the monk with a sword back for more than ten feet, and then he put away the sword and stopped fighting. However, the position where he stood at this time was different. Like Jing Yuan and Liu Qiu, they were still blocking the Ling Yi Sect in the middle with each other's horns.
The red scarf monk forgot to glance at the sweating junior brother next to him, his face was extremely ugly, and he said solemnly: "You three, are you really going to fight to the death with my two senior brothers today?"
Yang Junshan remained silent and just stood firm. Liu Qiu and Jingyuan looked at each other. Although they were strong before, it was obvious that their tone was softer now, and they did not want to be like that. Lingyi Sect became enemies, Master Jingyuan coughed lightly and said: "As we said before, the Ice Yuan Qi Stone in the Ice Bear's lair was stolen by you two while we were fighting against the Ice Bear. As long as the two of you leave the vitality stone, we will keep the water in the well, okay?"
"Hey, this time my brothers and sisters admit defeat!"
The red scarf monk sneered, and took out three fist-sized transparent crystal-like stones from his storage bag. After throwing them on the ground, he looked towardsThe man cupped his hands and said: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will always flow. Today on this ice field, my junior brother cannot perform 70% of his cultivation. The three of us will be lucky enough to arrive in Sangzhou in the future. My two senior brothers will ask for advice again. Farewell!"