Chapter 518: conflict

Actually it will be the person of Ling Yizong!
Yang Junshan looks a little, but he listens to Liu Qiu’s real person who has sneered: "Do you know that you are a "Ling Yi Zong" or a "Ling Er Zong"? It should be noted that this is Liangzhou, not Sangzhou. You must borrow the sect of Zongmen. It is the place where the name is wrong!"
"Bold!"
One of the monks wearing a red towel, Ling Yizong, heard the words of Liu Qiuzhen’s population and his own sects. He suddenly became angry and said: "The erect is so daring, thinking that one more person can eat us, today I am so aware of the power of my spiritual sects!"
"Afraid you can't!"
Both Liu Qiuzhen and Jingyuan Zhenren are the leaders of various sects. They also have their own arrogance. Although he is a great name in the field of cultivation, he wants to compare with the Jianxue Jianzong, but even the wind. The true disciples of Xue Jianzong did not have to hand over them. Why have they been afraid of who?
But I saw that the red-skinned monk in the spirit of the sect of the sect did not know when there was a wooden sword, and then he threw the wooden sword toward the sky, and then stepped out a few steps of mysterious footsteps, rubbing his fingers, and again in his mouth. There are words in mind, just like the mortal people who pretend to be ghosts.
Liu Qiu real people saw a few want to laugh, but listened to the net yuan real people eager to: "Liu brother, be careful!"
On the occasion of Liu Qiu’s real-life look, he heard a sudden explosion of thunder at the top of his head, and the thick electric light of his arm had already fallen.
"Thunder and lightning!"
This is why Liu Qiu real people were shocked, almost instinctively throwing a broken branch in his hand, and time to form a plum tree with branches and branches at his head.
Hey, a crisp sound, the branches of the plum tree broke, the crack was a bit black, and even the thunder fire tried to ignite above the plum tree, only Liu Qiu’s heartache was like blood.
"Liu Xiong is flustered, and the net yuan is coming!"
The net real person saw that Liu Qiu’s real person had eaten a sullen loss as soon as he came up. He also refused to look after another person. He offered a magical weapon to go straight to the red towel monk and intended to surround Wei to save Zhao.
"Haha, this is the strength of the Liangzhou monk!"
The red towel monk was not afraid, and the taunts and taunts and Liu Qiuzhen and the net yuan real people were fighting together, and they were full of anger, and they were able to open a huge ball in the blizzard, and in the ball Outside, it is wrapped in the wind and snow of the sky. From a distance, it is like a huge ball between the heavens and the earth rolling in and out of the air, and there is lightning light flashing on the surface of the ball.
This sudden change was that even Yang Junshan had some mistakes at the same time. He never thought that the true disciple of Ling Yizong could actually be built into a thunder and lightning power, and the wooden sword that led the thunder and light, if Yang Junshan did not guess If it is wrong, it is very likely to be made of lightning strikes. Such a magic weapon is at least a spiritual level.
Of course, the quality of different lightning strikes is also different, and Yang Junshan knows that the best lightning striker is a lightning striker. It is said that Ling Yizong has a thousand-year-old lightning strike peach sword, which is the town of Ling Yizong. Zong Zhibao, even the lords of Ling Yizong are not qualified to wear, I do not know whether it is true or false.
The original three-on-two situation, because the Ling Yizong monk was built into the thunder and lightning, and Liu Qiuzhen and the net yuan real people were dragged, but only Yang Junshan and Ling Yizong had another monk who was wearing a big man. One to one.
This real person wearing a big cockroach looked at Yang Junshan's gaze full of sneer. He and the brothers around him walked together for a long time, and they had a tacit understanding with each other. When they were blocked by three people, they recognized Yang. Junshan is the weakest link among the three people. Therefore, the red towel monk will display the strongest means at the beginning, and in one fell swoop, Liu Qiuzhen and the net yuan real person will be wrapped up, leaving one Yang Junshan to pay. Dealed by the monk of the Dagu, once Yang Junshan is defeated or injured, then the rest is two-on-two, and the two can calmly retreat.
As for why the two had identified Yang Junshan as a weak link among the three, this test was the result of the two men taking the practice of practicing.
Liu Qiu real people and the net yuan real people are not from the temperament demeanor, or in the speech movements, all of them have the demeanor of the Zongmen children. These two things are seen at the sight of the monks, but these things are all It can only be said that it is unspeakable. As for Yang Junshan, it is a grassroots monk at first glance. It is just to please the two monks.
As the spiritual masters of Ling Yizong, the little monks they touched on weekdays and the monks of Xiaozongmen were so few. Even if such a monk can advance to the real world, can there be a monk of the sect of the sect?
The plans of the two men were also correct. The monks outside the ten major gates were afraid that nine of them would be more than the same ancestral sons. Yang Junshan was the only one left, and it was still a very special one. So that the big monk under the light enemy, one hand will almost eat a big loss!
In fact, in addition to all of the above reasons, there is another reason that the strength of this savage monk is greatly limited by the cold ice that has been raging, because he is practicing Fire property supernatural!
The fire attribute supernatural powers were originally known for their overbearing bursts. The monks who cultivated the fire attribute supernatural powers are often taboo in the same ranks of monks. They can be above the polar ice sheet, and there is a chaotic ice in the cold wave. By the way, the power of his fire property was reduced by three points.
Even so, when the monk Ling Yizong shot to Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan did not dare to have the slightest care.
This Ling Yizong monk does have a very strong strength. When he is shot, the fire of the sky is surrounded by Yang Junshan.
If it is changed to the usual, Yang Junshan is afraid to take it very seriously, but nowadays...
I saw Yang Junshan patted the stone bottle at the waist without a trace, and then a chill was bursting under his feet, and how the magical power of his spiritual esoteric disciple was fierce, but the sea of ​​fire was never close to Yang Junshan. Ground.
If the ice cold environment of the Arctic Icefield can restrain the three-point strength of a fire property supernatural monk, then plus a millennium ice silkworm, he can make his strength go five points.
Imagine that a person's magical mystery can't threaten the opponent's points. How can this fight continue?
With his hands open, the fire in front of him was like a cloth, and Yang Junshan calmly escaped from the sea of ​​fire.
The cracking of the earth, now Yang Junshan has cultivated this Taoist spirit to the realm of fire, and it does not need to be at every foot, and it is not necessary to tear the earth every time!
Seeing that Yang Junshan was so easy to break his own magical powers, the spirit of the monk’s monk’s monk suddenly changed, and his mouth was awkward. It seems that this place is not conducive to his supernatural powers, and everyone’s magical powers are restrained by him. Not bad.
Yang Junshan can take care of that many, one shot broke his first hand, the mountain knife is not forgiving, the cold knife is swaying down, the knife is not yet on, the bursting momentum has already broken the ice under the foot first. surface.
The monk screamed and screamed, but Yang Junshan had already locked his breath and let him dodge. This knife was never above his head.
The monk's eyes were barely visible, and a flame gun was raised in front of him, turning into a huge fire snake and picking it at the knife.
"嘡啷" a loud noise, although the knife is blocked, but the flame that condenses on the flame gun is flying around, the lively fire snake is also shaken by the mountain knife, leaving only the body of the flame gun. A whisper sounded and returned to the monk.
Yang Junshan's broken mountain spirit has won the upper hand, naturally it will not give the opponent a chance to breathe. The speed of the mountain knife in his hand is not fast, but every knife is sturdy, but it is powerful. There is no way to avoid people. In desperation, they have to control the flame guns hard. For a time, they are not embarrassed. The sound of gold and iron symphony shook the ice under the feet like a spider web.
"And live!"
The confrontation between Yang Junshan and the monk of Daxie naturally did not leave the attention of other people. He could see his own mistakes. The weakest link was originally thought to be the of a tiger, the red towel monk who was fighting with Liu Qiu real people. I couldn’t hold it anymore, and I once again forced me to display the thunder and lightning power. I temporarily blew up the entanglement of the two people and jumped out of the snowball and shouted.
Liu Qiu real people and the net yuan real people have a look at each other, the tacit understanding has not been shot, and Yang Junshan has slashed the Daxu monk back more than ten feet away, even if he does not fight, but at this time he is standing Still with the net yuan, Liu Qiu and the two, the two corners of each other will be in the center.
The red towel monk forgot a sweaty younger brother, his face was very ugly, Shen Sheng said: "Three, today really want to be separated from my brother and brother, do you live and die?"
Yang Junshan silently said that he only stood firm in his position. Liu Qiu and Jing Yuan both looked at each other. Although the two were strong before, they can see that the two men are obviously soft at this time, so they don’t want to Ling Yizong enemies, the net yuan real people coughed, said: "I also said before, the ice ice in the nest of the ice bear is the two of you, I am stealing when I fight with the ice bear As long as the two left the stone, I will wait for the well water to not make the river, how?"
"Hey, this time my brothers and brothers have planted them!"
The red towel monk sneered, and he took out three pieces of crystal-like transparent stones from the storage bag. After throwing it on the ground, he arched his hand toward the three people. He said: "The green hills are not changed, the green water is long. Flow, today, on the ice sheet, my younger brother is not allowed to play 70%. He is lucky enough to go to Sangzhou, and my brothers and sisters will ask again and leave!"