It would actually be someone from the Lingyi Sect!

Yang Junshan's expression was slightly stunned, but he heard that Liu Qiuzhen had already sneered: "It doesn't matter if you are the 'Ling Yi Sect' or the 'Ling Second Sect', you must know that this is Liangzhou, not Sangzhou, Your Excellency wants to take advantage of the momentum of the sect but you will shine your name in the wrong place!"

"Bold!"

One of the Lingyi Sect monks wearing a red scarf heard Liu Qiuzhen's words insulting his own sect, and he was immediately furious, and said: "Zhuzi'an dares to do this, do you think that one more person will be able to eat us, let you know how powerful my Lingyi Sect true disciple is today!"

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Liu Qiu Zhenren and Jingyuan Zhenren are both leaders of each sect, and they also have their own arrogance, although he Lingyi Sect has a great reputation in the cultivation world, he almost wants to compete with the Wind and Snow Sword Sect, but even if they are the true disciples of the Wind and Snow Sword Sect, they have not fought against each other, how can they ever be afraid of who will come?

But I saw that the red scarf monk of the Lingyi Sect had an extra wooden sword in his hand at some point, and then he threw the wooden sword towards the sky WWW.UUXS.CC said-more-new-most-fast--tossed the wooden sword, and then took a few steps out of his feet, pinched the trick with both fingers, and recited words in his mouth, as if he was a person pretending to be a ghost among mortals.

Liu Qiu Zhenren wanted to laugh when he saw it, but he heard Jingyuan Zhenren eagerly: "Brother Liu, be careful!"

Just when Liu Qiuzhen's expression was stunned, he heard a sudden explosion of thunder above his head, and an arm-thick lightning bolt had already fallen.

"Thunder and lightning powers!"

This made Liu Qiuzhen startled, and almost instinctively threw out a broken branch in his hand, and in an instant, a plum tree with knotted branches came out above his head.

With a crackling sound, the branches of the plum tree broke one after another, the cracks were scorched black, and there was even a thunder fire trying to ignite on the plum tree, only to make Liu Qiu's heart feel distressed as if his heart was dripping blood.

"Brother Liu, don't panic, Jingyuan is here!"

Jingyuan Zhenren saw that Liu Qiuzhen suffered a loss as soon as he came up, and he didn't care about taking care of the other person, so he sacrificed the magic weapon in his hand and went straight to the red scarf monk, intending to surround Wei and save Zhao.

"Haha, is this the strength of the Liangzhou monks!"

The red-turban monk was not afraid, and his words were mocking and fighting with Liu Qiuzhen and Jingyuan Zhenren, and he was full of anger, and he stretched out a huge ball in the blizzard, and outside the ball, it was wrapped in the wind and snow, and from a distance, it was like another huge ball between heaven and earth rolling in the air, and occasionally there was thunder flashing on the surface of the ball.

This sudden change was that even Yang Junshan was a little stunned for a while, he never thought that this true disciple of the Lingyi Sect would actually be able to cultivate thunder and lightning supernatural powers, and the wooden sword that led to the thunder light, if Yang Junshan did not guess wrong, it was very likely that it was made of lightning strike wood, and such a magic weapon was at least at the level of a spiritual weapon.

Of course, the quality of different lightning strike wood is also different, and Yang Junshan himself knows, the best lightning strike wood is lightning strike peachwood, legend has it that Lingyi Sect has a thousand-year-old lightning strike peach wood sword, which is the treasure of Lingyi Sect, even the previous sect masters of Lingyi Sect are not all qualified to wear it, and I don't know if it is true or false.

Originally, the situation of three to two was dragged by Liu Qiuzhen and Jingyuan Zhenren because the Lingyi Sect monk had cultivated thunder and lightning supernatural powers, but only Yang Junshan was left to one-on-one with the other monk of the Lingyi Sect.

This real person in a big coat looked at Yang Junshan's eyes full of sneers, he and the senior brother next to him have been walking in the cultivation world for a long time, and they already had a tacit understanding with each other, and when they were blocked by the three of them, they decided that Yang Junshan was the weakest link among the three, so the red scarf monk would show the strongest means at the beginning, and in one fell swoop, Liu Qiu Zhenren and Jingyuan Zhenren would be coerced, and the remaining Yang Junshan would be dealt with by the Dayu monk, once Yang Junshan was defeated or injured, then the rest was two against two, and the two of them would be able to advance and retreat calmly。

As for why the two of them decided at a glance that Yang Junshan was the weak link among the three, this was a test of the eyesight that the two of them had cultivated in the cultivation world.

Liu Qiu Zhenren and Jingyuan Zhenren have no way of their temperament and demeanor, or in their words and actions, they all have the demeanor of the disciples of the sect, these things can be known by the two Lingyi Sect monks at a glance, but these things can only be understood and cannot be spoken, as for Yang Junshan, at first glance, he is a grassroots monk, and he wants to follow these two sect monks just to curry favor.

As true monks of the Lingyi Sect, how could there be fewer monks from those small forces and small sects that they came into contact with on weekdays, even if such monks could advance to the real realm, how many monks from the sect could become monks?

The plan of these two people was originally correct, and nine of the monks outside the ten major sects were afraid that they were not as good as the disciples of the sect of the same level, but Yang Junshan was the one left, and it was also an extremely special one, so that the great monk was so light that he almost suffered a big loss as soon as he got started!

In fact, in addition to all of the above reasons, there was another reason that the strength of this Lingyi Sect cultivator who was clothed in a great sword was greatly limited on the ice field where the cold wave was raging, because what he was cultivating was a fire attribute supernatural power!

The fire attribute supernatural power was originally known for its domineering explosion, and the monks who cultivated the fire attribute supernatural power were often feared by three points among the monks of the same level, but on this extreme northern ice field, there was a chaotic cold ice vitality mixed in the cold wave, and the power of his fire attribute supernatural power was reduced by three points in vain.

But even so, when this Lingyi Sect monk made a move towards Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan didn't dare to be careless.

And this Lingyi Sect monk did indeed have extremely strong strength, and as soon as he made a move, the sea of fire in the sky surrounded Yang Jun Mountain.

If it were the usual, Yang Junshan would have to take it very seriously, but now......

I saw Yang Junshan slap the stone bottle on his waist without a trace, and then a cold air burst out under his feet, no matter how fierce the divine power of his Lingyi Sect True Disciple was, the sea of fire was never able to approach Yang Junshan's three feet away.

If the icy environment of the Arctic Ice Sheet could restrain the three-point strength of a fire-attribute supernatural monk, then adding a thousand-year-old ice silkworm would make his strength go up by five points.

Imagine that a person's supernatural secret technique can't threaten the opponent at all, how can this fighting method continue?

As soon as his hands opened, the sea of fire in front of him was suddenly torn apart like a cloth, and Yang Junshan calmly escaped from the sea of fire.

Earth Splitting Spiritual Technique, now Yang Junshan has cultivated this family heirloom spiritual technique to the realm of perfection, and it doesn't have to be under your feet every time to show it, and it doesn't have to be the earth every time it's torn!

Seeing that Yang Junshan had broken his supernatural powers so easily, the expression of the great cultivator of the Lingyi Sect suddenly changed, and he scolded and scolded in his mouth, as if it was because this place was not conducive to the use of his supernatural powers, and everyone cultivated supernatural powers to restrain him and not be angry.

Yang Junshan didn't care about that much, one move broke his first move, the mountain splitting knife was unforgiving, the cold knife slashed vertically, the knife was not yet in place, and the bursting momentum had already broken through the ice under his feet first.

The Great Monk exclaimed in surprise and wanted to retreat sharply, but Yang Junshan's sword had already locked his breath, and no matter how he dodged, this sword never left the sky above his head.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the monk also raised a flame spear in front of him, turning into a huge fiery snake and picking it towards the sword.

There was a loud bang, and although the sword was blocked, the flames condensed on the flame gun flew around, and the lively fire snake was also scattered by the mountain splitting knife, leaving only the body of the flame gun to let out a wail and retreat in front of the monk.

Yang Junshan's broken mountain spirit technique has the upper hand, naturally it will not give the opponent a chance to breathe, although the speed of the mountain splitting knife in his hand is not fast, but each knife is powerful and heavy, although it is not fancy, but it is always impossible to dodge, in desperation, he has to control the flame gun to make a hard connection, for a while, it is not a wolf, and the sound of the sound of gold and iron shook the ice field under his feet like a spider web.

"Stay!"

The duel between Yang Junshan and the monk naturally never left the attention of others, seeing that his own plan was wrong, he originally thought that the weakest link was simply the ass of a tiger, and the red turban monk who was fighting with Liu Qiu and the real people couldn't hold it anymore, and hurriedly forcibly used the thunder and lightning magic power again, temporarily repelling the entanglement of the two in front of him, and jumped out of the snowball and shouted.

Liu Qiu Zhenren and Jingyuan Zhenren glanced at each other, and tacitly did not make a move, and Yang Junshan slashed the monk back more than ten zhang away with a knife, and then withdrew the knife without fighting, but at this time, the position he was standing in was still the same as that of Jingyuan and Liu Qiu, and they were horns to block the two Lingyizong in the center.

The Red Turban Monk forgot to glance at the sweaty junior brother beside him, his face was extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Three, do you really want to share your life and death with my senior brother today?"

Yang Junshan was silent, just stood in his position, Liu Qiu and Jingyuan glanced at each other, although the two were strong before, it can be seen that the tone of these two people is obviously soft at this time, and they don't want to make enemies with the Lingyi Sect, Jingyuan Zhenren coughed lightly, and said: "I also said before, but the cold ice vitality stone in the ice bear's lair was stolen by the two of you while we were fighting with the ice bear, as long as the two of you left the vitality stone, we will wait for the well water not to violate the river water, how about it?"

"Hehe, this time my brother and sister admit it!"

The red-scarf monk sneered, then took out three fist-sized crystal-like transparent stones from the storage bag, threw them on the ground, arched his hand towards the three of them, and said: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, today on this ice field, my junior brother is not able to play seventy percent of his cultivation, he is fortunate enough to arrive in Sangzhou one day, my senior brother and sister will ask for advice again, and say goodbye!" R1058