Chapter 1241

Ignore, is so naked ignore!

Meng Weiting is a great scholar of Huang ting. He was ignored by a Terran friar who robbed the territory of thunder!

It's tolerable, who can't bear it!

Meng Weiting also knew that Yang Junshan couldn't do anything about the folding fan in his hand, but he closed the folding fan, put it in the collar behind his head, and then stretched out his hand to take it out at the cuff, adding a spring and autumn pen in his hand.

But I saw him writing in the air with a long pen and drawing a large amount of money from top to bottom.

Yang Junshan, who was about to board the star boat, finally changed his face slightly. His body, which had been moving forward, suddenly ate in the air. In front of him, there was a dark crack opening, like a hidden wild beast, trying to choose people to eat.

However, although Yang Junshan never stepped into it, the crack expanded rapidly and still wanted to swallow him.

Yang Junshan simply stretched out his hand and pinched out a seal formula and pressed it down. The ground covering seal magic power directly suppressed the space crack extending towards him, and slowly narrowed down under the self repair of the space.

Seeing that the blow failed again, Meng Weiting was not discouraged. He picked a large amount of light in his hand, just like writing a sharp hook in the air. The space crack that was about to disappear suddenly burst into several small space blades and went straight to Yang Junshan's door.

Meng Weiting's emergency measures were quick and sharp. It seemed that Yang Junshan was very afraid of the other party's means of hiding the killing opportunity in understatement. He actually stepped back again. Then one of his two palms was dyed blue and the other was dyed gold. The two palms rubbed each other. A large piece of green and gold light crumbs fell from the palm of his hand, and then in the moment of several space edge lights, They attached to it one after another, and then slowly dissipated the power of space. Finally, these blades naturally became invisible.

However, Meng Weiting sneered. At the moment of provocation, the large sum in his hand was severely punished again. That gesture was like taking the void as paper and splashing ink in the air.

However, the force of emptiness was easily aroused. The emptiness in front of Yang Junshan was twisted, like a sudden bulge, and a huge force that could destroy mountains and rocks rushed to his chest again.

Yang Junshan looked dignified. He also stretched out his thumb to face the huge force of the void. Tianxian pointed out that the magic power was exerted by the magic weapon "silver space". While the magic powers collided in the void, they were annihilating each other. The scattered magic power Yu Wei cut the grass, trees, earth and rock within tens of feet around into a mess.

However, at this time, Yang Junshan's look changed again, and he went back more than ten feet one after another to stop the decline.

Meng Weiting looked sarcastic and said, "isn't it a surprise? I thought I was advanced to the thunder robbed territory and Meng was seriously injured. Do you know what Huangting Taoist fruit is?"

Yang Junshan was silent, but his face was gloomy and almost dripping water.

However, Meng Weiting obviously didn't want to miss this opportunity to attack his opponent. Seeing that Yang Junshan retreated everywhere under his attack, he drew a regular horizontal line in front of him and continued: "What's more, Meng still has a Taoist array to rely on. This array is very helpful in the display of space magic. I heard that you are also an array master. You should have a deeper understanding than Meng. Ha ha --"

Yang Junshan didn't say anything. He just showed his strongest defense magic and put a thick golden light curtain in front of him.

However, with the sound of "stabbing" and splitting silk, the solid magic power was also torn by space. Although Meng Weiting's magic power was also in the process of killing each other, its power was consumed by 7788, Yang Junshan was still affected by the residual power of the magic power. During the process of retreating, his clothes were torn several places, which looked quite embarrassed.

Meng Weiting looked up to the sky and laughed twice. Seeing that his opponent was so bad, he had no scruples in his heart. His body bullied nearly ten feet forward again. The long pen in his hand flew out like a spear halberd, but he wanted to directly kill Yang Junshan.

However, Yang Junshan, who had been losing under the attack of Meng Weiting, raised a general ridicule of conspiracy success at the corner of his mouth. With a sudden grip of his right hand, the broken heaven mace had arrived in his hand, and he smashed the flying spring and autumn pen.

A crisp sound shook people's eardrums, and the spring and autumn pen was smashed into the sky by the broken mace.

Meng Weiting's eyes burst, and even his face had no time to show an incredible expression. He heard Yang Junshan sneer: "sorry, I had to lead you here just to avoid damaging the star boat."

Until this time, Meng Weiting noticed that the two sides had fought several times before, and Yang Junshan was losing every time. At this time, the two had already withdrawn from the valley where the star boat was located.

Yang Junshan had been showing the enemy that he was weak before, but the reason was that he didn't want to damage the star boat because of the war with Meng Weiting. Unexpectedly, he regarded the star boat as something in his bag!

However, this time, Meng Weiting, a great scholar of Huangting, no longer felt the humiliation of being ignored and despised. Yang Junshan's blow just told him that the other party was really hiding before!

Looking at the undisguised ridicule of Yang Junshan's face opposite, Meng Weiting was shocked and dared not despise the other party for half a point, but it did not mean that he lost confidence. He was higher than his opponent in cultivation. Even if he was injured at this time, he could also use the power of the Taoist array, not to mention the help behind him, which still occupied a significant advantage.

After all, Meng Weiting still doesn't believe in this evil!

Meng Weiting stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air. The smashed spring and autumn pen directly divided the space in half the air. However, these broken space fragments vaguely formed a huge font "town" in half the air!

With Meng Weiting's Confucian Xiuzhen yuan and the space force of the ambush Taoist array on all sides, the huge word "town" condensed by the force of emptiness fell over Yang Junshan's head.

"Ha!"

Looking at the strength of the void gradually condensed on his head and around his body, Yang Junshan raised his head to the sky and gave a short smile. The broken mace immediately sacrificed, stirred up the clouds and clouds all over the sky, and hit the word "town" in the air from bottom to top.

"Shake the sky, break!"

Like the brittle sound of broken glass, the empty force of the sky was knocked into chaos by the attack of the broken sky mace. The space storm directly overturned the two mounds outside the valley. The spring and autumn pen fell in Meng Weiting's hands in the air, but his face was flushed, and his mouth spewed out a mouthful of blood, But it turned out that the pen holder of the spring and autumn pen had cracked under the attack of the broken sky mace twice in a row.

Without further hesitation, Meng Weiting turned around and ran away.

However, under the careful layout of Yang Junshan, how can he leave easily!

At the moment Meng Weiting turned around, he was surprised to find that everything around him was stained with a light layer of green and gold brilliance. When he looked up, he didn't know when a huge golden seal was hanging in the air, and the scattered brilliance covered the surrounding area.

Meng Weiting originally wanted to leave here through space shuttle with the help of the power of the ten sided ambush Taoist array. However, he found that the surrounding space became extremely unstable under the influence of liangyiyuan magnetic divine light.

Yang Junshan may not be able to change the coverage of the whole ambush Taoist array system at this time, but at least he can restrict or even suppress the Taoist array locally in order to prevent Meng Weiting from escaping when the situation is bad.

However, as a great scholar of Huangting, Meng Weiting also has rich means of response.

Seeing that he could not use the power of the Taoist array, Meng Weiting showed a look of flesh pain on his face, but he did not hesitate to throw the damaged spring and autumn pen. A thick black ink dripping from the tip of the pen was like dripping into a clear spring. In a moment, he dyed the surrounding space originally rendered by the magnetic light of Liangyi yuan into a dark ball.

Yang Junshan's face was really surprised at this time, because he noticed that after being rendered by this drop of ink, his Liangyi yuan magnetic and light magic power was broken!

Yang Junshan didn't hesitate. This time, he wanted to not only seize the star boat, but also avoid other people's eyes and ears as much as possible. Maybe he couldn't hide it, but at least he couldn't let people see it. So at the moment when Meng Weiting bumped into him, he was already calculating step by step to see if he could kill the great scholar of Huangting. At this time, he saw that he had the upper hand. How could he escape easily.

Yang Junshan gathered his hands in front of his belly. Suddenly, a ray of red glow swam between his palms, and then the smoke of other colors gathered. A moment later, a thick purple gas condensed in his palms.

With Yang Junshan's dignified look, he pushed forward a mass of purple gas in the palm of his hand. A piece of purple haze rushed into the ink fog, and immediately spread a purple gas channel, breaking through this dark space.

"The purple spirit comes from the East. It's a magic power. This time it's used for lighting!" Yang Junshan couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Fortunately, Meng Weiting's exclamation came from the gradually disappearing ink fog. The spreading purple air may greatly reduce the power of the divine power, but it also makes the great scholar Huang Ting avoid it. This divine power of cutting life yuan is naturally frightening.

"I got you!"

Yang Junshan pointed to the sky and said in a cold voice, "Heaven kill, fall!"

The mountain king seal hanging high in the sky fell in response to the sound, but the short height of tens of feet can create the momentum of meteors hitting the ground, and cut a twisted and hot tail flame in the sky.

Meng Weiting could not avoid it, but he stretched out his hand again, took out an inkstone from his sleeve, threw it in the air and hit the mountain king seal falling from the sky.

Like the thunder in the dry sky, in the huge roar, this inkstone magic weapon was smashed by Shanjun seal and splashed in all directions. Several hills in the distance were immediately pierced by the fragments of inkstone magic weapon, of which the small fragments were shot from Meng Weiting's back and flew out from his front abdomen. The blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

Meng Weiting shouted. He didn't know whether it was because of the sharp pain of the breakdown of the flesh or because the magic weapon was destroyed, which caused the injury again, but he immediately opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

This time, however, Meng Weiting seemed to be deliberately so general. He held the spring and autumn pen with a cracked pen holder in his hand, dipped in the blood mist from his mouth, and made a heavy stroke in front of him. The void originally imprisoned by Yang Junshan was opened again, and the great scholar of Huang Ting almost rolled into the door.

This time, Yang Junshan's face really changed slightly. He obviously didn't expect that under such circumstances, the continuously battered Huang Ting Confucian could escape.

However, Yang Junshan could not stop here, but he saw that when he stepped in front of him, people suddenly crossed the distance of tens of feet, and at the same time, they had soared to the giant of three feet. When they came to the shrinking space portal, they stretched out one hand and pulled at the edge of the space portal, and the distortion of the space entrance was also expanded by a few points.

At the same time, Yang Junshan stretched out his right hand. Shanjunxi didn't know when it had fallen into his hand. Then he saw that he swung his arm hard. Shanjunxi instantly flew into the space channel that was about to close. It seemed that a sad scream came from the other end of the channel, and then it stopped suddenly when the channel was closed.