Chapter 359

Yang Tiangang reluctantly found that he couldn't get rid of Xiong Xiying's tracking, because he actually had a feidun magic weapon. Although the quality was only inferior, the speed of feidun was almost twice that of Yang Tiangang.

"Yang Tiangang, where else do you want to escape?"

Xiong Xiying kept blocking Yang Tiangang's escape direction from the beginning. Although he couldn't win a friar of the same level, he could at least force him to change the direction of the shield.

"Hey, hey, do you think I'll let you run wherever you want? Your son in the later stage of the martial arts territory is lying in ambush on his way to escape. Ha ha, I don't want you to be happy!"

Yang Tiangang's face sank like water. He knew that he had miscalculated this time. Xiong Xiying was not rash and impatient on the surface. I'm afraid the killing array his son fell in front of him would not be useful.

Xiong Xiying forced him to change his direction several times. Even Yang Tiangang couldn't recognize his position at this time, and he didn't know whether his son could catch up. Otherwise, I'm afraid he's going to make a big loss this time!

No, Yang Tiangang was surprised. He secretly said that if Xiong Xiying hadn't fallen in for a long time, the hill would suspect that there was an accident. He would come to investigate. If he just ran away, it would be difficult for him to find a trace. At this time, only by turning around and fighting with Xiong Xiying, could the hill follow the momentum of fighting!

Thinking of this, Yang Tiangang suddenly stopped to escape the light, turned around, made an oblique stroke with the top-grade magic weapon in his hand, and burst into a drink: "break!"

Xiong Xiying didn't expect that Yang Tiangang, who had been retreating all the time, would suddenly burst into action, screamed and hurried back, but suddenly found that there was a hidden potential in the void in front of him, as if he had the power to destroy mountains and jade, and hit him directly.

"Mountain breaking spirit skill!"

Xiong Xiying is worthy of being a true disciple of the shaking heaven sect. He recognized the details of this spiritual skill at the moment Yang Tian just shot it. He exclaimed with dignity on his face. The top-grade magic weapon flying sword in his hand scattered several sword flowers in the air. With the sword formula in Xiong Xiying's hand, dozens of sword lights were cut out.

With each sword light cut out, the power of the mountain breaking spirit will be weakened. After tens of sword lights spit out, Yang Tiangang's mountain breaking spirit will not only be cracked, but also more than ten sword lights fight back, which makes Yang Tiangang a little flustered for a while.

Yang Tiangang hurriedly pressed the escape light, stretched out his hands in the air and pressed down falsely.

The surrounding void vibrated, as if countless invisible forces were transmitted across the air. Those sword lights were annihilated at one stroke, and Xiong Xiying's own escape light suddenly became uncertain, as if it would fall from the sky at any time.

"Hey hey, split Earth Spirit, see my sword spirit break your family's magic power!"

No matter what kind of magic power Yang Tiangang exerts, Xiong Xiying just floats a set of sword magic in her hand like heaven and women scattered flowers. Yang Tiangang's magic power can only be cracked. The power of sword magic power can be seen.

The sword light all over the sky was like running water. Yang Tiangang soon couldn't resist it. But he had to withdraw and retreat again. Xiong Xiying immediately pressed step by step. Yang Tiangang almost only had the power of parry and had no power to fight back.

At this time, Yang Tiangang was even more afraid to set up light flying flying flying flying, because the Flying Magic tools in Xiong Xiying's hands could only make him more embarrassed. It was better to deal with him reluctantly with the help of the mountain terrain. Moreover, Yang Tiangang's magic skills could be better only with the help of the power of the ground.

In the twinkling of an eye, they have gone out of the war for more than ten miles, but the speed is much slower because they are distracted from each other's means.

In another battle group, the third housekeeper has never seen such a crazy devil. It is clear that this person has been wounded by himself several times, but he has not the slightest fear of retreat. On the contrary, he has become more and more brave, and even repeatedly used the means of losing both sides in the battle.

The three housekeepers have the upper hand. Naturally, they don't want to lose with Wu Shuo, which also makes Wu Shuo turn the corner many times when life and death are at stake.

Entrusted by the family leader immortal Changfeng, the third housekeeper came to pick up Xiong Xiying and return to the family for evacuation, but Xiong Xiying had disappeared at this time, and he was entangled here by this magical monk, and his mood became more and more impatient.

But the more impatient he was, the more he wanted to get rid of Wu Shuo's entanglement, but he was often too quick to reach. Wu Shuo had already seen that the three housekeepers didn't belong to God, and his fighting intention was rising. Vaguely, he could feel that the witchcraft power in his body was boiling, which was the fifth sign of breaking the bottleneck and advancing the power of witchcraft.

"Bad!"

A strange force gathered around Wu Shuo, and then with Wu Shuo pinching his finger and a drop of blood as a guide, the strange force immediately wrapped around the three housekeepers.

"It's such a strange trick again!"

The third housekeeper snorted softly, and the spiritual power around him expanded. He wanted to disperse the strange power around him as before.

Unexpectedly, this time, this strength was like the foot of the tarsal bone, and could not get rid of it. Not only that, the three housekeepers immediately felt as if they had suffered a serious illness, and the bones and shelves were going to scatter, leaving few percent of their strength.

At this time, Wu Shuo drank loudly, and the witch weapon in his hand flew out and hit the chest and abdomen of the third housekeeper. The third housekeeper summoned Yu Yong, and the imperial envoy intercepted the magic weapon in his hand. The two objects collided in the middle of the way. It was like a thunder in the sky, and all the surrounding trees were destroyed.

The third housekeeper felt that his body was suddenly soft and his strength was poor. He couldn't help retreating one after another, but the flying smoke in front of him was knocked open, and the bloody Wu Shuo's eyes were red again towards him.

"Crazy, this man is crazy. Since you want to die, I will help you!"

The third housekeeper encouraged the elixir's spiritual power, and a steady stream of powerful spiritual power scoured around him. The power of the witch family's hatred attached to him was finally expelled. He controlled the magic tools in his hand and fought with Wu Shuo again.

Second, third

Every time, the third housekeeper can repel Wu Shuo, but after each time, Wu Shuo can rush forward again. The corners of his mouth are bleeding, and the wounds on his body are bleeding. But the blood seems to stimulate Wu Shuo's fighting spirit, but the third housekeeper can clearly feel that whenever Wu Shuo rushes up again, Wu Shuo's strength is one point greater than the previous one.

This man is not crazy, this man is a monster!

The third housekeeper had a little fear for no reason. I want to leave here and can't spend any more with this madman. I still have the life of the master. Yes, I have to take young master sun back to the family. I have to finish the master's life first!

The idea of retreating was in my heart, and the idea expanded uncontrollably. The three housekeepers also roared, controlled the magic tools and tried their best to fight back Wu Shuo again, and turned around to fly away.

But suddenly there was a loud laugh behind him: "at this time, I remembered to go. Can you still go? Eat your grandpa wushuo!"

The wind pressure came from behind, faster than any time before. If the third housekeeper wanted to retreat, he had to take the blow first.

In desperation, the third housekeeper had to turn around and control the magic weapon to resist again. However, this time, he suddenly changed his face. With a loud explosion in the air, his magic weapon was suddenly hit and flew, his face turned gray, and a mouthful of counter blood gushed out of his mouth.

"It's impossible to make a breakthrough in cultivation!" the third housekeeper shouted in horror.

At this time, Yang Tiangang has been taken advantage of by Xiong Xiying's sword light for several times, and several blood holes have been cut on his body. If Yang Tiangang hadn't begun to practice the picture of the mountain king diligently over the years, his body would be really good. I'm afraid those sword lights would be disabled.

Xiong Xiying became more and more excited. At present, Yang Tiangang obviously knew that he could not escape when he had a flying magic weapon in hand. He had to turn around and fight with himself, which was what Xiong Xiying wanted.

Yang Tiangang's accomplishments are the same as him, and his spiritual power is no less powerful than him. The only thing that can't compare with him is his magic tools and practiced spiritual skills. This time, he can't take the opportunity to seriously damage or even kill his opponent who has been entangled with him for several years. I'm afraid there will be no chance for the Xiong family to leave Mengyu county.

Thinking of this, Xiong Xiying's flying sword is more and more fierce. Yang Tiangang has always insisted on fighting with him. The original sword magic power to resist him has been stretched out. At this time, there are flaws under the left and right. Xiong Xiying is very happy. A sword light bypasses Yang Tiangang's front like a poisonous snake and hits his ribs from the side and rear.

Seeing that Xiong Xiying was about to make a contribution, he suddenly found that the ground under his feet was different, as if a wild beast was going to break out of the ground.

Under the palpitation, Xiong Xiying even ignored his opponent in front of him and tried his best to fly back. However, he was still a step late. The soil on the ground surged, and a figure flew out of the ground. He stretched out his hand and pointed away. A three inch shaped seal slipped in the air, and it turned into a three foot giant seal in the wind, rumbling down.

Xiong Xiying is really worthy of the true legend of shaking the sky. The heroic and powerful children are not in disorder in the face of danger. The flying sword in their hands is from bottom to top. Countless sword lights are separated and condensed together to form a huge sword light column, which collides with the mountain king seal falling from the sky.

With a puff, Xiong Xiying's eyes showed a look of horror. He opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, but the Shan Junxi falling from the sky was also hit and deflected, allowing Xiong Xiying to escape.

However, Yang Junshan has always shot one ring after another. At the moment when the Shan Junxi landed, the ground within a radius of tens of feet suddenly rolled like waves. The split Earth Spirit technique used the semi spirit tool Shan Junxi to give full play to the power of the divine power itself.

Xiong Xiying tried his best to resist, but he still stumbled under his feet, but he still offered a flying magic weapon to escape.

A golden light, centered on the mountain king seal, suddenly spread outward, and the scope shrouded by the split Earth Spirit became the rage area of the yuan magnetic spirit light.

Xiong Xiying's Flying Magic Weapon shook at his feet and almost let Xiong Xiying fall from it.

The magic weapon flying sword turns the sword light around the body again. The fierce sword light can actually split the aural band of the lingering yuan magnetic aural light, and the scope originally covered by the yuan magnetic aural light is opened again.

Although Xiong Xiying was in danger many times, she was able to avert danger with her own strength every time. She couldn't help but feel happy about what she could do. With a long smile, she wanted to escape from the gap.

Unexpectedly, just at this time, a figure suddenly appeared at the gap. A bronze mirror in his hand shook Xiong Xiying in a flash.

Xiong Xiying's expression narrowed. The flying magic weapon at his feet shook again, which made him fall off the magic weapon. However, Xiong Xiying's spiritual cultivation was obviously quite good. He just shook his head and woke up.

But Yang Junshan's carefully planned continuous attack would not end here. Xiong Xiying just stood up again, "pa", and a cigarette pot with a polished copper cigarette bag pole glittering in the sun knocked on his head!