Chapter 117

When Yang Junshan arrived at the mouth of the cave, he saw Zhang Yueming and Xu Jing, the only remaining members of the shaking Tianzong, Fang Xuansheng, Yan Qinxi and elder martial brother Zheng of the Tanxi sect gathered near the cave with two fellow monks. Outside the cave, a monk of the Tanxi sect fell on the ground, covered with mud snakes, and his whole body was purple black. He had already died and couldn't die anymore.

Seeing that Yang Junshan came out of the cave, the people of the Tanxi faction were secretly on guard. In particular, Yan Qinxi looked at Yang Junshan with an inexplicable meaning. Zhang Yueming and Xu Jing were happy to see Yang Junshan and waved to him.

Yang Junshan went straight over and said, "what's going on?"

Zhang Yueming shook his head and said, "I don't know why, a large number of mud snakes gathered outside the cave and surrounded this gentle slope. Fortunately, the cave is narrow and the influx of mud snakes is limited. We can resist it. We just beat back a group of snakes. Unfortunately, a Taoist friend of Tanxi sect rushed too far and was surrounded by mud snakes. We can't save it."

Yang Junshan glanced at the body and said, "he was bitten by a mud snake. The toxin hit his heart. Even if he was rescued, he couldn't live!"

At this time, Fang Xuansheng of the tan Xi sect behind him suddenly said, "three, this time the mud snakes are surrounded strangely. At this time, although they can block the snakes outside the cave, the mud snakes look endless. How do I think we can work together again?"

Zhang Yueming looked at Yang Junshan with his eyes and saw that he nodded slightly, so he said, "well, at this time, only by working together in the same boat can we tide over the difficulties together. There are nine people on both sides of us. The cave can only accommodate three people to fight together, so we will go out in three rounds."

The crowd nodded and agreed, but Yang Junshan suddenly said, "have you ever found the snake king among the snakes?"

Several people were stunned. Fang Xuansheng clapped his hands and said angrily, "yes, as long as you kill the snake king, the snakes will naturally collapse. Why didn't I expect!"

Elder martial brother Zheng snorted coldly and said, "even if there is a snake king, how can we kill him? There are many mud snakes around. I'm afraid we'll be submerged by the snakes before we rush over."

"The snakes are coming up again!"

They could not afford to argue any more. Yang Junshan said first, "I'll resist for a while!"

After saying that, he pulled out the refined horizontal knife at his waist and walked towards the hole. Yan Qinxi looked back at Yang Junshan. Suddenly, he "giggled" and stepped gently. People had caught up with Yang Junshan.

"How about I go with you?"

Yang Junshan felt the fragrant wind coming behind him. There was a girl who was looking at him with autumn eyes. Her eyes were full of exploration.

"Younger martial sister, you..."

Yang Junshan hasn't answered yet, but Fang Xuansheng's face behind him changes and tries to stop it. After all, Yang Junshan's impression on the public is too strong. In a moment, Fang Xuansheng thinks he can't do it himself.

In fact, Fang Xuansheng didn't know that Yan Qinxi had been easily subdued by Yang Junshan. Otherwise, I'm afraid he would directly stop Yan Qinxi from coming forward.

However, Fang Xuansheng winked at a disciple of Tanxi sect beside him. Although the disciple was unwilling, he still walked to the mouth of the cave and said, "I'll go too!"

Yan Qinxi ignored it and just stared at Yang Junshan with his eyes. Yang Junshan shrugged and said, "follow your own wishes, but fighting with snakes is not fun for a while. Don't expect me to save you at that time!"

When the snakes in front of the cave saw someone coming out of the cave, they immediately stood up. The snake neck suddenly opened, and the snake letter kept huffing and puffing, making a "hissing" sound. Rao is Yan Qinxi's accomplishments, but after all, she is only a teenage girl, who has a natural fear of snakes.

The light of the knife crossed a half arc. While Yan Qinxi was still cheering for himself, Yang Junshan had stepped forward and shot. This path was fast and accurate. Five or six snake heads flew up above the light of the knife. Only a few headless snakes were left on the ground, beating around and around, beating the snakes pouring up from Zhou Wei.

"Boom", a fire burst out among the snakes, and dozens of mud snakes were burned by the blazing fire, with meat fragrance rolling.

Later, a disciple of Tanxi sect nodded proudly at Yang Junshan, and the provocation between his looks was obvious.

At this time, Yan Qinxi on the other side finally overcame the psychological difficulties. The magic palm sword flashed a dazzling brilliance and cut twenty or thirty mud snakes. Their achievements instantly surpassed those of Yang Junshan.

The three joined hands. Yang Junshan was in the middle. The disciple of Tanxi sect and Yan Qinxi were on the left and right respectively to kill all the snakes.

Yang Junshan threw the horizontal knife in his hand so that the water could not enter. His body was completely protected by a cold knife light. All the mud snakes that came up were cut into flying corpses.

However, when Yang Junshan talked about the efficiency of killing snakes at this time, he was far compared by Yan Qinxi on both sides and another disciple of Tanxi sect. Once the spells in their hands were released, at least 20 or 30 mud snakes were killed.

Especially when Yan Qinxi shot, the whole mass of golden light exploded forward. Any mud snake swept by the golden light was really stuck and died. If a large piece of sword light was scattered, there would be more snake corpses on the ground. Soon, a large snake free area was opened up by her. Her ferocity of killing snakes was the first of the three.

Even in the gap between spells, they each hold a weapon. After the spiritual power is soaked, they can be called cutting iron like mud. Even if there are people who are rampant under spells, the fish that slip through the net will soon be killed by them.

"Taoist brother, your speed is too slow!"

Yan Qinxi showed off and said faintly around Yang Junshan.

In fact, while killing snakes, Yang Junshan is also observing the situation around the gentle slope, but the situation looks very optimistic. There are dense mud snakes in all directions. Yang Junshan originally wanted to attract mud snakes while people are here. He broke out after he came out through the secret road under the boulder, but it seems that this method is not feasible.

Listening to Yan Qinxi's provocative words, Yang Junshan kept cutting with a horizontal knife and accurately cut seven or eight mud snakes into two sections at the same time. He asked faintly: "have you seen the mud snakes gathered in the swamp around the gentle slope? Do you think we can kill them with our strength?"

Yan Qinxi said proudly, "it's slow to kill. Everyone won't say anything. Anyway, the snakes didn't burst into the cave."

Yang Junshan nodded and said, "you're right. You can't kill all the snakes anyway. As long as you don't let them enter the cave, what's the use of killing so many snakes?"

Yan Qinxi was amused by Yang Junshan's sophistry and said sarcastically, "you have self-knowledge. Where is the prestige and evil spirit in the cave before?"

Yang Junshan sighed and said, "well, I'll ask you two, how much spiritual power do you still have in your body? If the snake king suddenly appears at this time, do you two still have the strength to resist?"

They looked at each other. Yan Qinxi seemed to want to understand something, and his face suddenly changed.

Yangjunshan Road: "It's good to understand that the snake group gathers the mud snakes in the whole nanxuan swamp. Who knows how many there are? We should at least get half the time for a monk who has exhausted his spiritual power to recover his spiritual power, so that the three groups of people stop the snake group in turn, and the next group will have enough time to recover his spiritual power, so that we can face the sudden danger more freely Risk, hold on longer. "

At this time, they were very embarrassed. Previously, they used magic without restraint. Even if the war results were brilliant, there was little spiritual power in their body. They thought to themselves that if they were to recover their accomplishments during this period of time, not to mention half, even one third was enough.

Obviously, Yang Junshan had expected this situation and took the initiative to say, "you two just need to kill some escaped fish at the mouth of the cave. Leave the rest to me!"

Yang Junshan, who was just guarding the front of the cave, suddenly walked around the cave and began to walk four downstream. A knife light was like a rolling snowball, cutting all the snakes climbing towards the cave from all directions to pieces. Even if there were several fish that escaped the net, they were solved by Yan Qinxi before they swam to the cave.

"What a sharp Sabre!" the disciple of Tanxi sect exclaimed.

Yan Qinxi glanced and said, "what's the use of that? Can you resist a mortal thing with a spell?"

The disciple of Natan Xi sect said again, "elder martial sister, I wonder if you have found that this person has never used any spiritual power from the beginning to now. Instead, he has blocked the attack of the snakes with pure physical strength and this fierce sabre."

"He didn't exert his spiritual power? It's impossible. It's almost an hour now. How can he stand such a fierce battle with his physical strength?"

The disciple of Natan Xi sect whispered: "it's a real elder martial sister. From the beginning, he fought with pure physical strength. You see, his sword light never flickered, that is, he never penetrated the spiritual power in his body into the weapons, that is, the spiritual power in his body has always been perfect at this time."

Yan Qinxi said in disbelief, "these mud snakes are not ordinary poisonous snakes. Even if their body is not as tough as gold and iron, it takes a little effort to cut them off. Seeing that he cuts them off with a knife, five or six mud snakes often turn into two. What kind of boundary has his physical cultivation reached, and so does the martial arts monk?"

In the cave, Fang Xuansheng saw that the three had been outside for more than an hour. He couldn't help laughing and said, "these three seem to be on the bar. Next, let's pick them up. If it's too bad, they don't look very good on their faces."