As soon as Yang Tian broke through the defense on the top of the mountain, An Xia had already rushed in with the wind, and there was a roar one after another from the top of the mountain, and two figures circled and rose from the top of the mountain, but An Xia was obviously pressed downwind.

A fat monk in his forties, with a round head, dressed in a cyan robe, and a golden light shining around his body, blocking the aftermath of An Xia's spells.

"This layman has the Buddha's light to protect the body, what can you do to me?"

The fat monk Yuankun was holding a bronze bowl in his hand, which was actually a low-grade magic weapon, and his cultivation was a step higher than An Xia, although he was attacked by Yang Tiangang before, but at this time, he saw that the bowl was "buzzing" and rotating, and the golden light swinging around and dissolving An Xia's spells layer by layer, and at the same time trying to capture An Xia's traces in mid-air.

An Xia instinctively felt that those golden apertures were different, and took off with the turbidity of the dantian, avoiding the interference of the aperture, and constantly harassed with the magic weapon in his hand.

At this moment, there was a sudden word in the mouth of that Yuankun, An Xia thought that he was going to cast some strange spell, so he gathered his mind and prepared to deal with it, unexpectedly, a murmuring buzzing sound sounded in An Xia's ears like a maggot on the tarsal bone, An Xia suddenly felt impetuous, the spirit element in his body was not running smoothly, the turbidity in the dantian sank, and the figure in the air began to be uncontrollable, and soon he was chased by a cluster of golden light emitted from the bowl.

Although An Xia had never seen the strange methods of the opponent in front of him, chanting a few spells in his mouth could not only disturb his mind, but also interfere with the operation of the spiritual element in his body.

"This person's cultivation is similar to mine, you and I must not let him escape, otherwise he will definitely come back in the future and secretly retaliate!"

Yang Tiangang was in the void, he didn't move forward, the high-grade magic weapon in his hand pointed at Yuankun from afar, and suddenly burst out in his mouth: "Broken!"

The golden aperture around Yang Tiangang's body suddenly collapsed layer by layer, and the disintegration momentum continued, directly tracing towards the center of the aperture, shattering the layers of blocked light patterns all the way, until the sound of "dang" touched the body of the bowl magic weapon, and the deafening sound of gold and iron resonating exploded in mid-air.

The power of Yang Tiangang's stone crushing technique was unexpectedly high, compared to the power of Yang Junshan's stone crushing technique with the help of runes.

That Yuankun obviously didn't expect that Yang Tiangang could reach such a state with the power of just a spell, although he had also suffered a loss in the hands of Yang Tiangang before, but he also thought that it was because the other party was suspected of sneak attack, but he didn't know that Yang Tiangang's own cultivation was an earth-attribute magic technique, which was not completely consistent with the high-grade magic weapon with fire attribute in his hand.

That Yuankun only knew Yang Tiangang's strength with this blow, and saw that the two martial arts realms teamed up with him to win a little, so he hung the bowl on the top of his head, and a circle of golden light patterns fell down to protect it, and pushed his palms towards the two of them, and a "swastika" character appeared in the palms, which rose in the wind in mid-air, flashing golden light towards the two of them.

At the same time, Na Cheng shouted towards the top of the mountain and said, "There is disharmony in today's affairs, all the disciples should retreat first, and then contact the Buddha shrine and the divine smoke in the future!"

"It's not good, this bald head wants to escape!"

An Xia screamed, a violent wind rolled around his body, he sensed the power of the "swastika" sub-talisman printed towards him, and did not dare to connect hard, and avoided it with the skill of driving the wind, although the body was fast, but in the end he lost the opportunity to directly pursue that Yuankun.

Yang Tiangang Zhou's body was full of earthy yellow energy, but he didn't need to flash the "swastika" character that was printed, and directly knocked it head-on with the dry tobacco stick in his hand.

"Crack!"

The "swastika" character suddenly fell apart before it was printed in front of Yang Tiangang, and Yang Tiangang directly broke through the obstacle and hit the fleeing Yuankun vest in the air.

"Psychic powers!"

Na Yuankun's eyes were cracked, obviously knowing that it had reached the moment of life and death, he directly blocked the magic weapon above his head behind him, and a loud noise came, and the magic weapon bowl was directly cracked by Yang Tiangang's "Earth Splitting Spiritual Technique", and fell directly to the ground, but that Yuankun opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, his body did not dare to stagnate in the slightest, and desperately flew towards the outside of Niushou Mountain, even Yang Tiangang couldn't catch up for a while.

"Where to run!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the direction of the Yuankun flight, and the Yuankun panicked, but saw that the flying flotsam in the sky suddenly rose from the bottom of the mountain, and they all blocked the direction of the Yuankun escape.

That Yuankun instinctively sensed that there was a hidden risk in this piece of flying flotsam, but Yang Tiangang and An Xia on both sides behind him had already attacked from left to right, so he couldn't help but hesitate at all, even if he knew that it was a sea of swords and fire, he could only break through.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Kun crashed into the flying flotsam but was not hindered in the slightest, the flying flotsam looked more like a bluff, that Yuan Kun's heart was relieved, but he saw the flying flotsam falling to his body, and his heart couldn't help but move, and the spirit yuan in his body shook darkly, and the flying flotsam around his body shook away.

Unexpectedly, this time it stabbed the hornet's nest, and the moment the spirit element in Yuankun's body overflowed out of the body, the flying flotsam in the sky was like a bloody locust, swarming towards Yuankun's body.

That Yuankun was shocked, condensed the spirit yuan in his body and shook again, turning the gathered ruins into powder again, but the flying flotsam in the sky became more and more crazy, and that Yuankun also noticed that as he shattered the flying flotsam that was haunted by him twice, the spirit yuan in his body was actually passing rapidly.

"It's those flying flotsam, they are actually absorbing the spirit element in my body!"

Yuan Kun figured out the reason for a moment, but it was too late at this time, because he was seriously injured by Yang Tiangang, Yuan Kun was already unable to fully control the vitality in his body, and this time he was shocked again, and the leaked spirit yuan could no longer be restrained, and there was a burst of emptiness in his body, and there was no way to maintain the speed of flying.

An Xia chased after him with the wind, and the magic weapon in his hand circled and twisted, and the big head of the round kun bucket suddenly flew into the sky, and was killed.

At the same time, the sound of fighting at other intersections of Niushou Mountain gradually subsided, and Yang Junshan and Han Xiusheng teamed up to kill two Shi monks of the Mortal Realm who were trying to break through one after another, in addition to three low-level Shi Clan believers.

Han Xiusheng and Han Xiumei generally practiced the same wood attribute skills, and the two of them joined forces, Han Xiusheng was responsible for bothering the opponent with wood attribute spells, while Yang Junshan took the opportunity to attack and kill with stone crushing techniques.

Now Yang Junshan's cultivation of stone crushing has become more and more powerful, and it is no longer the same as when he defeated Yang Junxian in front of the Library Pavilion, and he directly shattered the opponent's internal organs with a single point, and his vitality was completely lost; even if he used runes to guide the casting of spells in the air, the power of stone crushing was almost comparable to that of a monk in the mortal realm fivefold.

With the assistance of Yang Junshan, after personally killing an evenly matched opponent, the aura around Han Xiusheng's body has become more and more calm, and the cowardly temperament on his original body has gradually disappeared, and when he makes his move, he has gradually brought on a fierce momentum comparable to that of Chu Chuang and others.

On the top of the mountain, An Xia looked at Han Xiumei in surprise, and asked in disbelief, "Sister-in-law, what did you just perform spiritual magic?"

Han Xiumei "giggled" and said, "It's the spirit technique, it's a pity that my cultivation skills are too poor, the spirit yuan in my body can't support the spirit technique to be used many times, not to mention, it takes a long time to prepare once, otherwise I wouldn't have almost let this bald monk escape." ”

An Xia shook his head and sighed: "The inheritance of spiritual arts is more important than magic weapons, my sister-in-law has mastered spiritual arts, and her own strength is not weaker than that of monks of the same level who have mastered medium-grade magic weapons, the third brother not only has high-grade magic weapons, but also has a family spiritual technique 'Earth Splitting Spiritual Technique', you husband and wife join forces, even the monks of the martial arts realm do not dare to underestimate it." ”

Han Xiumei said: "Where is it so powerful, my spiritual skills are more of an auxiliary role, just now it was because the bald monk was injured by you and then attacked by me, otherwise I am not that person's opponent at all with my spiritual skills." ”

When the three of them spoke, eight or nine monks rushed up from the west side of Niushou Mountain, the leader was Yang Zhenbiao, the old man of the Yang family who took the lead in moving to Tuqiu Village last year, and even Yang Qingniu and Yang Tieniu brothers followed him, this uncle was already seventy or eighty years old, but he was still fierce, and this siege of Niushou Mountain seemed to have regained the prosperous years when he followed the Yang family's hometown to live in Yang Lie's business, and one person killed two monks of the same rank.

"Uncle Biao, have all the people in the west been solved?" Yang Tiangang asked with a smile when he saw that the old man rushed to the top of the mountain first.

Yang Zhenbiao smiled "haha" and said: "Don't worry, the third master, none of them have missed the net, it depends on the people in the east!"

"We have killed sixteen people here, including twelve monks and six high-ranking mortal realms, and each of them has escaped!"

Just after Yang Zhenbiao and the others rushed up, Chu Chuang also ran up with his brothers, and said without showing weakness that Yang Junshan followed Han Xiusheng and Chu Chuang and the others up the mountain.

After Chu Chuang reached the top of the mountain, he first glanced at Han Xiumei and An Xia, and then set his eyes on Yang Tiangang's body, took two steps forward and bowed down: "Chu Chuang has seen Yang Sanye, thank you for the support of Sanye for more than half a year, I have benefited a lot from Qingshu Village!"

Yang Tiangang said with a smile: "Brother Chu is polite, today's incident shows Brother Chu's righteous anger, these cultists have collected quite a lot of cultivation resources, I'd better hurry up and leave here, just now we are waiting for too much movement, I'm afraid it has already attracted the attention of people with a heart!"

Everyone came to say that it was for the cultivation resources collected by these Shi monks, and when they heard what Yang Tiangang said, they were all overjoyed, and they all said: "That's right!"