At this time, Yang Junshan's condition was definitely not very good, there was still blood foam overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and there were blood stains spilled on his chest.

"How are you?" Jiahui could see that at this time, Yang Junshan's tententh strength was able to exert five achievements.

"Let's get out first!"

Yang Junshan agitated the true yuan of his body, and the next step of his feet was a distance of dozens of zhang, Jiahui did not dare to slack off when he saw this, and the flowers under his feet were refined and withered, and the speed was not at all satisfied with Yang Junshan, and the two fled to the southeast side by side.

And just behind the two of them and in the left and right directions, seven or eight ice frogs jumped up behind the iceberg where Jiahui was before, and five or six huge ice bears also appeared behind the ice hill where Qiao and Zhao were before, and as for the black cloud in the sky, dozens or hundreds of ice field cold eagles attacked.

Yang Junshan and Jiahui turned around and left, but Senior Brother Qiao hesitated for a moment, before Senior Brother Zhao was knocked down by three ice bears, he was dead, but what about Senior Brother Qi, that is the top three true disciples of the sect, how could the cultivation of the Jugang Realm be easily defeated in the hands of that Yang Junshan, since that Yang Junshan is not dead, Senior Brother Qi may not be dead, but he is just trapped in the collapsed iceberg.

It was just a moment of hesitation, and a crisp and melodious eagle roar woke him up and announced his next end.

Although Senior Brother Qiao, who reacted, had tried his best to escape, but it was too late, and the encirclement of the eagles forced him to reduce the height of the flying column, but soon the long tongue of the ice frog rolled up, and Senior Brother Qiao turned into light feathers and came out, but saw a giant bear throwing a huge piece of cold ice at him.

Senior Brother Qiao's body suddenly jumped vertically, avoiding the throwing of ice cubes, but he saw three cold eagles swooping down on him from different directions, blocking almost all of his escape directions.

Seeing that he was about to die eagle claws, but unexpectedly, with a "peng" sound, three pairs of eagle claws tore off countless feathers from Senior Brother Qiao's body, but his person had disappeared in the flying feathers, and when he reappeared, he was already dozens of zhang away, and he was about to chase after Yang Junshan and Jiahui.

In fact, Yang Junshan ran away without looking back at the beginning, and he didn't have the idea of leaving him to deal with the ice field beasts that caught up before he could react, so as to buy time for them to escape, anyway, the two sides were also undying opponents, and Yang Junshan's calculation naturally did not have any psychological burden.

However, when Senior Brother Qiao was deeply encircled, facing the joint siege of dozens of desolate beast-level beasts, the escape methods he showed still amazed the two of them.

Until the end, Senior Brother Qiao turned into Ling Yu and got out of the encirclement in one fell swoop, Jiahui suddenly said "Hmm", and seemed to understand why Senior Brother Qiao would be safe and sound when he was hit by his broken finger when he fought in the formation before.

Just when Yang Junshan was thinking about whether to strike a backhand blow and block Senior Brother Qiao again, he seemed to feel a faint light flash in his eyes.

Just when Yang Junshan thought that he was wrong, Senior Brother Qiao, who had just broken through, suddenly let out a miserable scream, and Jiahui beside him also snorted coldly, when Yang Junshan looked over, he found that an ice gun had pierced Senior Brother Qiao's body from behind, and bright blood was steaming along the ice spear, and this time there was no secret technique such as a stand-in that could be used.

However, Yang Junshan's gaze followed the direction pointed by the ice wall, but he saw a huge cold eagle dodging to the left, hiding its body behind its companions.

However, Yang Junshan's newly cultivated Guanghan Lingmu seemed to see that Han Ying's back, and there seemed to be a figure flickering faintly.

Seeing that Senior Brother Qiao's body was about to fall from mid-air and be devoured by the ice field beasts rushing from below, Yang Junshan's eyes were fast, and a fifty-zhang long ice silk was thrown out by him, and it lightly tied the storage bag on Senior Brother Qiao's waist dozens of zhang away, and as he pulled it hard, the storage bag instantly flew back into Yang Junshan's hand.

"Let's go!"

This time, Yang Junshan and Jiahui didn't dare to look back, so they just used their respective flying methods to the extreme.

But Yang Junshan's ears rang with Jiahui's reminder: "Be careful, that throwing spear is the means of the Ice Barbarians!"

There is really someone on the back of that cold eagle, and it seems that this time the sudden beast tide in the glacier is inseparable from this ice barbarian, this extraterritorial race can actually control the ice barbarian and wild beasts, but I don't know what the relationship between this ice barbarian and the barbarian is, is it not a branch of the barbarian?

Now is obviously not the time to get to the bottom of it, because he found that his "shrinking into inches" was about to catch up with Jiahui's "step by step".

Scold!

The fatal qi machine locked the back of Yang Junshan's heart, and when that faint sound reached his ears, the killing machine had already touched Yang Junshan's sensitive spiritual sense.

Suddenly turned around, the rusty mountain splitting knife on the knife body was cut out again, and an ice spear half a zhang long and short suddenly shattered into ice chips, but that huge force still came from the mountain splitting knife, Yang Junshan snorted, and the whole person flew upside down with this huge force, and instantly caught up with Jiahui.

And this time Yang Junshan also saw clearly the person who used the ice spear to sneak attack him, a monk who was short and strong, but his arms were extremely long, and his face was covered with various lines, standing on the back of the eagle, seeing that he missed a blow, as soon as he raised his wrist, a ball of cold ice vitality condensed and stretched in the palm of his hand, and soon reunited again into an ice spear half a zhang long, but at this time Yang Junshan was out of the throwing range of his ice spear.

"Not good!" Jiahui's gaze stared straight behind Yang Junshan, and his expression was actually a little more gloomy.

Yang Junshan hurriedly turned around, but saw that several ice frogs suddenly jumped out in the direction they were fleeing at this time, and these ice frogs had obviously noticed the situation of the two of them, and actually blocked them head-on.

At this time, it was too late for the two to dodge, and if they wanted to escape, they could only break out of the encirclement from the front, and Jiahui and Yang Junshan understood their respective decisions almost at the same time.

The golden wheel behind Jiahui's head showed again, and even the extended light took care of Yang Junshan here, at this critical moment of life and death, this monk actually knew that Yang Junshan was injured in the previous battle, and I have to say that the friend he made was kind enough.

The golden lotus under Jiahui's feet was rapidly disillusioned, and the person had already walked in front of Yang Jun Mountain, and the demon pestle turned into a golden light, and hit the head of an ice frog first.

Yang Junshan naturally would not let Jiahui rush to kill in front, and he would follow behind to enjoy his success, which would only trap both of them, and his mountain-splitting knife was injured one after another and did not dare to use it again, so he simply sacrificed the mountain monarch's seal, and fell on the head of an ice frog that stretched out its long tongue and tried to wrap Jiahui's demon-slaying pestle.

The ice frog was very alert, and when he saw a giant seal falling, he jumped a distance of several zhang and avoided the sneak attack of the mountain monarch seal.

However, every time Yang Junshan controls the mountain monarch seal, it is not just to smash people, at the moment when the giant seal landed, the ground ice within a radius of dozens of zhang suddenly cracked, shook, and splashed, and two of the ice frogs blocking the way fell on their backs, revealing their snow-white bellies below, and two of them lay on the ice but could no longer hurt people with their long tongues, and the remaining two or three fell straight under the ice, drowning in the broken ice that broke and spilled.

Seeing this, Yang Junshan and Jiahui took the opportunity to get past the obstruction of several ice frogs, and were about to escape again, but Yang Junshan suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiahui turning around suddenly, and the golden wheel behind his head rose sharply, blocking an incoming ice spear, but his head also shook suddenly, as if he had been beaten with a stick, and his body actually shook in the flight, and instantly fell behind dozens of zhang, and the dozens of cold eagles chasing behind the two saw that the prey was in sight, and they rushed down one after another and swooped towards Jiahui.

Yang Junshan saw that the situation was not good, stretched out his hand and shook it, and the end of the spirit weapon snake twist was already wrapped around Jiahui's waist, and then he saw that he threw it forward vigorously, and Jiahui's entire burly body suddenly rolled in mid-air and flew into the distance, this time I am afraid that he will not be thrown hundreds of feet away.

Yang Junshan's action of saving people just now was almost subconsciously between lightning and fire, but the moment he threw Jiahui away, he immediately regretted it!

This dump saved the monk's life, but it put Yang Junshan himself in danger all of a sudden!

Throwing off Jiahui's huge power inevitably delayed Yang Junshan's flying speed, and an ice spear struck from behind again, this time Yang Junshan did not dare to control the mountain splitting knife again, but sank his body towards the ice field ground, avoiding the throwing of the ice spear, but the sharp air flow that could be brought up when flying from his face opened a three-inch-long blood cut on his face, and the gurgling blood immediately stained his entire face.

Yang Junshan's fall gave the group of eagles who caught up with him an opportunity to take advantage of, and the blood on his face stimulated the ferocity of these wild beasts, and in an instant, seven or eight cold eagles swooped down above Yang Junshan's head, and even two cold eagles fought each other in order to compete for the blood food in front of them.

Yang Junshan shook his hand and threw out a talisman sealed with the magic power of treasure arts, and a sea of fire spread out above his head, blocking the group of eagles that swooped down from mid-air, but the eagles did not hover above the sea of fire, but under the command of the ice barbarian monk, they bypassed this sea of fire in a roundabout way, so that even if Yang Junshan wanted to take advantage of the cover of the sea of fire to escape, it was impossible.

In fact, Yang Junshan did not run away, but fell faster and faster, and even he seemed to be deliberately speeding up, it didn't look like he was falling, but like he was falling!

Boom, the ice layer of the ice field that had been shattered by the mountain monarch seal ushered in a more complete shatter again, and Yang Junshan was instantly submerged under the ice layer several zhang deep by the flowing ice chips.

More than 100 zhang away, Jiahui, who was just accidentally stunned by the ice barbarian supernatural power temporarily, relied on the divine power of the Shi clan to wake up when he was thrown away by Yang Junshan, but when he stabilized his body more than 100 zhang away, what he saw was that dozens of cold eagles competing with each other were hovering on the ice field where Yang Junshan had fallen before, followed by several giant bears also rumbling from behind, and it had completely become a paradise for ice field beasts. R1058