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Patting the little tiger cub's head, Yang Junshan said in a low voice: "Little guy, it's up to you next!"

The little tiger cub raised his head and called Yang Junshan twice, Yang Junshan smiled: "Be honest, be careful of missing the horse's feet!"

With that, Yang Junshan put the little tiger cub back in the backpack, leaving only one tiger head outside, and then resolutely got up and walked towards the fog at the exit of the paddock with a three-stone carved bow in his hand.

Along the way, Yang Junshan could clearly perceive the bright and dark eyes around him, and even felt the faint hostility and even heard the rapid breathing of the eager to try.

As Yang Junshan walked into the mist, there were already a few teenagers who couldn't hold it back and came to the edge of the mist.

"Yang Junshan of Tuqiu Village, Wasteland Town, applies to go out of the mountain, and please let the seniors of the Heaven Shaking Sect guard the mountain clear!"

At the moment when Yang Junshan stepped into the mist, more than one fluctuation like a substance descended on Yang Junshan's body, although the divine thoughts of the martial arts realm cultivators could not see through their own details at all, but Yang Junshan still beat the drum in his heart for no reason.

"You're nervous!"

Just like the high-minded but extremely playful voice in his previous life, Xiong Manshan "hehe" sneered and said: "The harvest is good, a piece of medium-grade fairy, I'll take a look, ho, it's still a bezoar fairy, it can cure all kinds of poisons after summoning the spirit,......"

Yang Junshan had already heard the low exclamations of the young men in ambush near the exit, and several teenagers immediately shouted excitedly: "It's him, he is the archer who shot and killed the mountain ox, can't let him go!"

Xiong Manshan, who suddenly pulled Yang Junshan to hatred, continued to say casually: "What's more, there is actually a low-grade fairy spirit grain stone, have you dug a nest of drill mountain rats, it seems that you know a lot,......"

Even if it is a singing spirit, at most, it is just a description of what kind of quality of fairy spirit the young monk carries, and when it is Yang Junshan's turn, not only the quality and name of the fairy spirit are directly reported, but even the utility and origin of the fairy spirit are clearly stated, which is simply deliberately tempting other teenagers to come and snatch it.

There were already footsteps slowly approaching the fog, and Yang Junshan could even imagine the greedy eyes of those young men who were about to make a move, so he quietly moved a distance to the left to avoid being knocked down by someone when they were fighting.

"You can get two fairies by walking alone, aren't you afraid of being robbed by others? Hey, how do you have to walk to the left, it's not an exit, if you want to get out, you have to wait for me to open the formation,......"

This is no longer hinting, but urging others to do it, and pointing out the detailed location of Yang Junshan for them.

"Wait a minute and see what else, haha, almost negligent, you are really the luckiest guy in the Baique Mountain paddock this time, there are actually two bear paws of stepping on the ground here, and seven lower grade spirit grass insect mushrooms, even the old bear I began to envy the luck of your kid, well, there is also a cub of a sitting tiger, are you going to raise fierce beasts, aren't you afraid of backlash, won't it be to catch it back and roast it, right? haha......

If it is said that the singing spirit only indicates whether there is a fairy spirit in the young monk, at this time, even Yang Junshan's other gains in Baique Mountain have been reported, which is a blatant frame-up.

As soon as Xiong Manshan's words fell, the young monks who were already impatient rushed into the mist, and followed the sound and rushed towards Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan was not surprised by this result at all, in his previous life, he was played with by this bear mountain in applause, although a piece of low-grade fairy spirit in his hand was finally saved, but he was beaten by the young people who snatched it, and the whole person looked wolf when he came out of the mountain guard.

In this life, Xiong Manshan also wanted to embarrass him, but what was a little different from his previous life was that Yang Junshan's harvest was greater, which also meant that Yang Junshan's strength was stronger, making Xiong Manshan more willing to spend more time to attract more people to snatch it.

Yang Junshan calmly took two steps to the left, and then reflexively smashed with a punch, and one of them rushed to the face of the young man in his previous position, and the young man only had time to let out a miserable scream, and then covered his face and fell to the ground.

Immediately, Yang Junshan suddenly opened the bowstring and released it in the direction outside the fog, and the strings trembled with a "boom", and several teenagers who had not yet entered the fog all lay on the ground, but then they thought of something, and they got up one by one with red faces, and rushed towards the fog in annoyance.

There are no visible objects in the mist, which makes it more difficult for Yang Junshan to swing out his strong strength in the group battle, and Yang Junshan does not dare to expose his cultivation that has advanced to the second layer, so he can only continue to wander in the mist, relying on the sound of the voice to negotiate with many young monks.

The sound of footsteps came urgently, Yang Junshan half-squatted on the ground with his palm to touch the ground, felt the vibration of the ground to judge the distance between the person and himself, and then suddenly waved the longbow in his hand, just stumbling on the ankle of a young man who came quickly, the young man screamed and suddenly fell forward, Yang Junshan followed and kicked the presumed head suddenly, and the young man fainted without snorting.

However, the exclamation of the young man when he fell still pointed out the direction of Yang Junshan for the others, and suddenly seven or eight teenagers surrounded him in the direction where the exclamation came, Yang Junshan immediately knew his general situation, so he reached out and untied the bowstring at the other end of the longbow in his hand, and the loosened bow arm and the thin bowstring were more like a long whip.

Yang Junshan slammed the bow whip in the direction of the estimate, and the bowstring roared sharply in mid-air, and then in a crisp sound of fried meat and the screams of crying fathers and mothers, four or five people had already rolled to the ground.

Yang Junshan held the bow arm and threw it in the other direction again, and after a ghost crying wolf, two or three teenagers rolled to the ground.

Let the young man on the ground cry, Yang Junshan's expression did not change at all, and the retracted bow whip was thrown out again, I don't know if the young man in the other direction was frightened by the screaming and rolling young man on the ground and didn't step forward, or just turned around and fled, but this time Yang Junshan took a moment.

After standing still for a while, he didn't hear any footsteps coming in the direction where he was, Yang Junshan held the bowstring with his hand and hung it on the bow arm again, only then did he feel a wet piece in the palm of his hand, and when he put it in front of his nose, he smelled all the blood, Yang Junshan could fully imagine the blood marks on the previous teenagers who were drawn out of the bowstring.

"You kid is so vicious, it's really unreasonable, how can it be ,......?"

Of course, the three mountain guards of the Heaven Shaking Sect couldn't hide it, and there was a sense of anger and corruption in Xiong Manshan's voice.

Yang Junshan stood quietly in the mist, his expression did not change in the slightest because of Xiong Manshan's roar, and as soon as Xiong Manshan's voice fell, he said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask Senior Xiong, can the junior go out?"

"You, you, good, good ......"

Yang Junshan's calm words sounded like great sarcasm in Xiong Manshan's ears, and it seemed like a provocation and a counterattack to him, and Xiong Manshan seemed to have been provoked.

However, just when Xiong Manshan looked like he was too angry to speak, a cold wind had already come straight to Yang Junshan's back under the cover of Xiong Manshan's angry shouting, and it was too late for him to dodge when he was now.

Despicable, the master of the dignified martial arts realm actually teamed up with the young monk to plot against him!

Yang Junshan's chest was full of resentment, and even a killing intent flashed in his eyes, but he finally endured it, only to see that he hurriedly arched his back slightly, and the muscles on his back suddenly knotted, and at the same time, the whole person tried his best to move forward, showing the effect of the Mangniu Fist refining body.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and there was a sharp pain in his back, Yang Junshan endured it and fell to the ground, and then got up silently like a night cat and half-squatted on the ground.

A smug laugh suddenly came from the fog behind him, and said: "Hehe, let you be like a ghost, the things on your body are not all my master's mine, the medium-grade bezoar fairy, I didn't expect me to have such luck......

The voice groped towards the ground where Yang Junshan had fallen as he spoke, but suddenly heard the angry voice of the mountain guard monk before, and said, "Little ......"

"Enough!" A faint voice suddenly sounded, and all of a sudden, Xiong Manshan's words of imminent exit reminder were blocked.

The person who attacked Yang Junshan didn't seem to know what was going on, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the sound of breaking wind coming straight to his face, and the man panicked and hurriedly wanted to dodge, but the oncoming blow was much faster than he imagined.

Burst!

An iron feather arrow shaft that was grabbed by Yang Junshan in his hand was fiercely pumped in the face of the person who sneaked up, and blood even splashed out of the other party's face, and the person only had time to let out a scream before he fell to the ground, and the only thought before he fell unconscious was: That person was attacked by him from behind, how could he not pass out?

Yang Junshan hit with a blow, and the anger that seemed to be accumulated in his chest found a place to vent, stepped forward in one step, and then pumped between the chest and abdomen of the sneak attacker with a kick, the person was already unconscious, Yang Junshan's foot only put the person on the edge of the fog a zhang away, and the blood flowed down the corner of his mouth to the ground.

"Enough!" The voice that interrupted Xiong Manshan's words was the same before, but this time it was said to Yang Junshan, the fog in front of him suddenly dispersed, and a flickering portal appeared in front of him, and the faint voice continued: "You can go out of the mountain!"

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