"Your little strength, in front of me, is really not enough, be careful that you will lose your life here. The monk surnamed Ma teased while urging the long sword in his hand and continued to attack Yang Mingyang, this time he flew the long sword in his hand directly into the air, like a dragon, shooting directly towards Yang Mingyang's chest. Seeing this, Yang Mingyang didn't dare to be careless at all, his mind moved, and a magic weapon flew out of the storage bag, which was his earth-attribute high-grade magic weapon Breaking Mountain Moon, Breaking Mountain Moon flew into the air, and a boulder flew out of the knife, and quickly headed towards the long sword of the monk surnamed Ma, and at the same time commanded the feather sword, bypassing the opponent's long sword and shooting directly in front of the monk surnamed Ma. It was too late, it was fast, the boulder and the monk surnamed Ma met in the air, and they were quickly shattered by the long sword, the speed of the long sword did not decrease, and it continued to fly towards Yang Mingyang, and in the middle of the broken mountain, there were boulders flying out continuously, blocking in front of the long sword of the monk surnamed Ma, and finally the forward speed of his long sword was relieved. At the same time, Yang Mingyang's feather sword had already flown not far in front of the monk surnamed Ma. In the world of cultivating immortals, there are very few monks who can manipulate two magic weapons with different attributes to fight at the same time, so for this situation, the monk surnamed Ma did not expect the slightest, but he is also a monk with rich fighting experience, a rune paper appeared out of thin air in front of him, and soon turned into a giant hammer, smashing towards the Feather Sword, after a loud noise, the giant hammer dissipated, and the Feather Sword also let out a wail, flying in the direction of Yang Mingyang like a wounded child. At this time, the long sword of the monk surnamed Ma also pierced through the boulders, and met with the broken mountain moon in the air, and after a sound of gold and iron, the two magic weapons did not take advantage, and each flew in the direction of its master.

"It's actually a multilingen monk, and there are still some means, but when you meet me today, you are doomed to defeat. "The attack power of this round, on the surface, the two sides are evenly matched, and neither side is injured, but the monk surnamed Ma used up a "giant hammer talisman", but Yang Mingyang's feather sword suffered a trace of damage, and in the later fight, the power of the feather sword will be discounted, so it is worth the loss for Yang Mingyang. Seeing that several attacks had not been effective, the monk surnamed Ma was a little annoyed in his heart, he waved his hand, and a ball of golden spiritual power was injected into the long sword in front of him, this time, the long sword in front of him immediately became larger, turning into a giant sword the size of a big tree, and slowly flew in the direction of Yang Mingyang. Although the speed of the giant sword this time was slow, the power shown was obviously much stronger than before, Yang Mingyang commanded the Feather Sword and the Broken Mountain Moon to intercept in the air, but with all his efforts, he still couldn't stop the opponent's flying sword from approaching Yang Mingyang. Seeing that the opponent's flying sword was getting closer and closer to him, Yang Mingyang hurriedly dodged to the side, but at this time, the opponent's flying sword suddenly became smaller, and the speed immediately accelerated, directly chasing in the direction of Yang Mingyang, Yang Mingyang was caught off guard, fortunately, his speed was faster, and he flashed over the vital part, but he was still pierced through his left buttocks, and the blood flowed like an infusion. The opponent's flying sword achieved the result, and did not fly back to the side of the monk surnamed Ma, but turned around and continued to fly in the direction where Yang Mingyang was. Seeing this, Yang Mingyang didn't have time to take care of the injuries on his body, and immediately manipulated Breaking Mountain Moon and Feather Sword to hit the opponent's long sword.

Seeing that the opponent's long sword could not pose danger to him for the time being, Yang Mingyang had time to deal with the injuries on his body, only to see that a cloud of green mist appeared with his waving hand, which circled the wound for a moment, stopped the bleeding, and the wound began to heal slowly. Look at the air again, his two magic weapons against the opponent's magic weapon, actually at a disadvantage again, in front of the opponent's long sword, the broken mountain moon can barely support, and the feather sword due to some initial damage, and the excessive consumption of gold spiritual power, it is difficult to compete with the opponent's long sword. Seeing this situation, he had to take the feather sword back into the storage bag, and sacrifice another earth-attribute defensive magic weapon, the Wanwen Shield, and the two earth-attribute magic weapons attacked and defended, and finally blocked the opponent's long sword.

The three magic weapons fought back and forth in the air for a dark time, and all the monks present were dazzled, and they all pinched a handful of Han for the monks.

"Brother Mingyang's spiritual power is obviously weaker than that of the other party's monks, if he continues like this, he will definitely be defeated. Liu Yun on the mountain peak calmly analyzed.

It seems that in order to confirm Liu Yun's words, the monk surnamed Ma, who had been fighting for a long time, saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and with a wave of his hand, another ball of golden spiritual power was injected into the long sword, and the long sword immediately rose in momentum, hitting the Wanwen shield fiercely, only to hear a "click", the Wanwen shield was knocked open several cracks, and Yang Mingyang, who was connected to the Wanwen shield, was also like being hit by a heavy object at this time, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth. The Feather Sword was damaged just now, and he was already injured, but he could barely suppress the injury, but now that the Wanwen Shield was damaged again, he could no longer suppress it, and after a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face turned pale. Yang Mingyang, who had experienced countless fights, knew that the other party would definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue at this time, so he hurriedly ignored his injuries, and hurriedly took out a few spirit runes and a thunderbolt ball from the storage bag, and smashed them in the direction of the monk surnamed Ma, and he took the opportunity to recover the damaged Wanwen Shield.

After a roar, the monk surnamed Ma was covered by a cloud of smoke, and it took a long time to show his figure, only to see that the monk surnamed Ma who was in the midst of several attacks was a little embarrassed, but he was not too injured, all of which was expected by Yang Mingyang. After the smoke and light of the various attacks dissipated, the two stood on the stage facing each other again, quietly watching each other.

"It's not bad that Monk Duolingen can fight with me like this, and now I won't play with you!" said Monk Ma, and injected a ball of spiritual power into the long sword. Seeing this, Yang Mingyang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, the other party's spiritual power seemed to be inexhaustible, and his own spiritual power of the two attributes of gold and earth was almost exhausted, and he couldn't launch an effective attack. Seeing that the long sword of the monk surnamed Ma flew towards him again, fighting fiercely for so long, the power of his long sword not only did not weaken, but also strengthened, seeing this situation, Yang Mingyang hesitated, showed a determined face, waved his hand to withdraw the broken mountain moon, and took out two magic weapons from the storage bag. One of these two ritual vessels is like a conch, and the other is a bamboo cylinder-shaped ritual vessel, which are two medium-grade ritual vessels belonging to water attributes and wood attributes. When the monk surnamed Ma saw Yang Mingyang take out two medium-grade magic weapons, he couldn't help but show contempt on his face, the high-grade magic weapons were defeated, and the middle-grade magic weapons were not his opponents.

Although Yang Mingyang's two medium-grade magic weapons are not as powerful as the high-grade magic weapons, at present, his two spiritual powers of wood and water are still very sufficient, and the two magic weapons are also well coordinated, green mist is sprayed from the bamboo tube to disturb the opponent's vision, and a water dragon is launched from the conch to block the opponent's long sword, and from time to time an ice pick is shot at the monk surnamed Ma, so that the monk surnamed Ma has to spend most of his energy on defense.