Chapter 559

What's going on?

Such a huge tree will wither and die in a moment. Who has such ability?

When Yang Junshan looked around, he saw that the original lush canopy had been unobstructed because the branches had withered and the leaves had fallen. Even the peach blossom miasma around seemed to have faded a lot. He just saw Lan Ying, a witch monk standing on a branch dozens of feet away, who was also dazed because of the scene in front of him.

Lanying also noticed Yang Junshan's eyes at this time. In the twinkling of an eye, at the moment when her eyes were opposite, Lanying seemed to think of something, and the fierce light flashed in her eyes.

Yang Junshan looked bad. He was too familiar with the temperament of the friars of the witch family. He liked to be aggressive when he heard of the war. Although Lan Ying was a woman, she looked very rational before, but this doesn't mean that this person is an alien of the witch family.

What's more, at this time, Lan Ying looked at him with fierce light, and there was a sudden color in it. Could he not have put the sudden withering of the huge peach tree on himself?

Yang Junshan's idea flashed in his mind. Before he could explain it, Lan Ying had killed him angrily, and the long hook in his hand took the hole in his left ear.

"You're crazy!"

Yang Junshan scolded loudly, but at this time he had nothing to explain. Foreign monks and Terrans were originally sworn enemies. The reason why they restrained themselves before was not only that no one was sure of winning, but also because of the temptation of flat peaches.

Now the whole huge peach tree is beginning to wither, and all the spiritual peaches that have not yet been picked are dry. In almost everyone's opinion, there is only one reason that can be explained, that is, the flat peaches bred on the huge peach tree have been picked.

When Lan Ying saw Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan was keeping picking spiritual peaches. Lan Ying took it for granted that the flat peaches were likely to fall into Yang Junshan's hands. Even if it was only "possible", it might be enough for Lan Ying to grab them.

Originally, Yang Junshan had a good feeling for the witch family, and there was the smell left by Wu Shuo and Jiu Li. He felt that he would not have much conflict with the witch friars. Even when he entered the Liangyu mountain and was blocked by three witch friars, both sides kept hands with each other and never completely tore their faces.

However, looking at Lan Ying's posture now, it is obvious that he wants to keep pace with Yang Junshan's immortal rhythm. Yang Junshan can't help sighing. In front of the temptation of flat peach, he is afraid that his identity as a "friend of the witch family" is not so effective.

Because the body of the mountain cleaving knife was severely damaged, Yang Junshan lacked conventional coping means in the process of fighting, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

The biggest feature of the nine Ren Zhenyuan cultivated by Yang Junshan is that it is pure and thick, far more than the friars of the same level. When meeting an opponent with equal strength, the opponent is exhausted after a long struggle, which is one of Yang Junshan's usual means.

However, whether it is the "earth shaking and mountain shaking formula" that he has successfully cultivated, or the magic weapon of his life, Shanjun seal, itself is a powerful explosive means. It is usually a killer mace used to defeat his opponent and determine the victory or defeat with one blow. The same is true for other magic powers such as fan Tianyin and Fu Diyin, and the "snake twist" in his hand is mostly used for restriction and imprisonment, The lethality is also very small.

After returning from the ice field, the opponents Yang Junshan encountered along the way rarely had the feeling of hearty and dripping before in the process of fighting. It seems that we should find a magic weapon as soon as possible, or repair the mountain cleaver as soon as possible, or mention its quality.

The witch Friar's hand is always so fierce. The long hook flashes cold. If he hits the opponent's ear hole, half of his brain can be pulled out.

In desperation, Yang Junshan used the "snake twist" in his hand as a long whip. The whip body shook dexterously in the air and rolled back towards the long hook.

But Lan Ying, who was opposite him, smiled and clapped his palm on a branch nearby.

This scene is not the first time Yang Junshan has seen it. The secret way in his heart is broken. How can he forget that she is a friar of the witch tribe. The witch friars of this tribe are naturally able to control some plants and trees.

Sure enough, when Lan Ying patted the branches around her with her palm, the withered branches near Yang Junshan seemed to come alive and entangled with "snake twist".

Yang Junshan shook his hand and pulled. These dead branches were broken one after another, but the long hook had caught his ear. Yang Junshan's ears stimulated by his sharp strength began to itch.

Yang Junshan is not a person waiting to die, but he had to retreat temporarily when Lan Ying started first and seized the opportunity.

But in this way, Lan Ying suddenly seized the opportunity. All kinds of magical means of the witch family were like waves. One after another, they rushed after Yang Junshan and steadily gained the upper hand.

Although Yang Junshan's cultivation of JUGANG realm is only the second level of blood witch realm, which is one level lower than Lan Ying, how can Yang Junshan be friendly to each other? From his growth to the present, it has become common for him to fight with his opponents for decades.

Although his opponent took the lead and pressed him all the way, Yang Junshan did not mess up, but guarded the door tightly, just like a spring, but was pressed very hard. The more it is possible to fight back at any time, and the more violent it will be.

Yang Junshan fought calmly all the way. After the strange stone in his hand completely consolidated his cultivation of advanced JUGANG territory, in fact, he had not fully adapted to the cultivation of JUGANG territory. Although he had several fights before, either because he fled in time or because his opponent was weak, he was far from honing his cultivation. This time, he had a dramatic battle with Lan Ying, But it makes Yang Junshan more and more adapt to his cultivation, and many magical means are more and more handy.

Lan Ying, who fought with him, was more and more frightened. She could clearly feel the obvious progress of Yang Junshan in the process of this war. At this time, Yang Junshan felt like a volcano about to erupt. Although she was trying her best to suppress it, she knew that once she made a mistake, the volcano burst out in one fell swoop, I'm afraid it's hard for her to retreat.

Lan Ying feels that her current situation is quite difficult to ride a tiger.

But at this time, there was also a violent spiritual turmoil on the other side of the huge tree crown. After immortal Qingfeng encountered the old poison of barbarian friars, the two sides also launched a fierce contest.

However, according to the previous performance of immortal Qingfeng against the three people, Lao Du obviously could not be his opponent. The only thing to worry about is the poison magic power of Lao Du, which is often difficult to prevent. Before, he tried to plot, but was seen through by Yang Junshan. At that time, immortal Qingfeng was not aware of it in advance.

Lan Ying thought that the two sides were evenly matched, but she couldn't help the other side, a friar whose cultivation was obviously lower than her own, and the old poison on the other side might not be the opponent of immortal Qingfeng. For now, she had to retreat first. Anyway, the huge peach tree has withered, and it's not worth the loss to fight again.

But just as Lan Ying was about to get away, a black air suddenly floated from the dead branches and leaves opposite the tree crown, and then wound in the direction of Yang Junshan.

At this time, the angry voice of immortal Qingfeng came: "be careful of his black smoke. I'm poisoned here. Be careful yourself!"

Lan Ying's spirit was refreshed when the black air floated. When the reminder from Qingfeng immortal came, she was full of energy again and killed with Yang Junshan. At the same time, she also tried to drive Yang Junshan away from the tree crown.

Yang Junshan was surrounded by yuan Cibao Guangda. The black gas was dispersed by Baoguang before he came close, but Yang Junshan could still detect the strangeness of the black smoke. Unexpectedly, there were strands of black smoke attached to Baoguang and tried to penetrate into his body.

Jiuren Zhengang rolled over like a boulder and destroyed the poison fog that penetrated into his body. Some of it will remain in his Qi and blood and will be exempted by Yang Junshan's strong constitution. The secret orifices in his spine have brought a strong talent to avoid poison to Yang Junshan's flesh.

Yang Junshan's yuanci Baoguang not only resisted the poison smoke of Lao Du, but also affected Lan Ying's long hook, so he had to spend more energy to control his magic weapon.

At this time, another long whip came out of the trees and went straight to the waist of Yang Junshan.

"Really think Lao Tzu doesn't exist?"

Qingfeng immortal burst into a drink. A loud noise suddenly came from afar, followed by a dull hum. Before the whip reached the body, it suddenly withdrew, followed by countless broken branches and dead leaves, flying towards the battle group of Yang Junshan and Lan Ying with great strength.

At this time, Yang Junshan suddenly launched, and Shan Junxi rose up in the air. Under the control of the magic power of turning the sky and printing formula, he hit Lan Ying in the air. At the same time, with a slightly undetectable throw of his sleeves, a cold awn suddenly disappeared into the broken branches and dead leaves flying all over the sky.

Lan Ying also took the opportunity to shoot at this time. Those flying broken branches and dead leaves were controlled by Lan Ying in an instant, and then took a sharp wind roaring sound and flew to Yang Junshan at a faster speed.

At the same time, the long hook of the witch instrument turned in the middle of the air and knocked gently on the side of the Shanjun seal in the middle of the air, which made the Shanjun seal immediately lose its sight, fell from Lan Ying and broke a huge square gap in the tree crown.

However, Yang Junshan's method was to beat the East and West. It was obvious that she attracted Lan Ying's full attention by means of Shanjun seal. In fact, a cold awn suddenly shot out of the broken pieces falling all over the sky and directly penetrated her protective power. Lan Ying only had time to avoid the key. Rao is that she has a powerful body of the witch family, and her left arm is still shot through by the cold awn.

"Ah!" Lan Ying cried out in pain. She didn't even see what the cold awn was. Her own protective means couldn't stop it.

"Old poison, go!"

Lan Ying took a hard look at Yang Junshan and knew that it was hard for her to take advantage of it this time. If she didn't know how to advance or retreat, she might even have to pay for herself. She had to say hello to her companion reluctantly, turn around and run away from Hongwu mountain.