451: C451 Real People 3

C451 Real People 3

"Kill!"

The Primeval Hammer in Yang Junping's hand flew out and knocked one of the Spirit Opening Sect cultivators away. The Primeval Hammer changed direction in the air and smashed towards another Spirit Opening Sect cultivator who was beating Yang Tian Chang until he retreated.

The Spirit Opening Sect cultivator was in the middle of fighting excitedly, but unexpectedly, Yang Junshan smashed down with his hammer, causing his entire skull to be smashed into pieces. This violent technique really scared Yang Tian Chang, who was defending against the enemy's attack, to the point where he was startled, but was taken aback by another Spirit Opening Sect cultivator's timing, the sacred art struck his body, causing him to almost vomit blood from serious injuries.

Yang Junjun was like a mad tiger, killing two Spirit Opening Sect cultivators in a row and heavily injuring one of them. She quickly attracted the attention of the Western Mountain Village's Successor Disciple, Tan Shusheng.

He saw Tan Shusheng floating in midair, holding his fan and pointing it down at Yang Junping. A wave of fire descended from the sky and was about to devour him.

Behind him was the second line of defense formed by the high-level Mortal Realm cultivators of the Western Mountain Village. Yang Junping had no way of dodging it at the moment, and facing the personal attack of the Spirit Opening Sect's Successor Disciple, he could only choose to take it head on.

"Defend the mountain!"

Yang Junping shouted loudly. The Soaring Hong Bell was hanging high above his head, and a yellow screen of light dropped down. In a split-second, it was engulfed by the fire wave that fell from the sky.

However, Tan Shusheng, who was floating in the air, frowned. He looked at the Feihong that was still floating in the sky above the fire wave and said in a low voice, "High-grade protective magical equipment?"

Even Tan Shusheng, a Successor Disciple of the Opening Spirit Sect, couldn't help but be moved. A light flashed under his feet as he charged towards Yang Junping.

At this moment, Feitong Zhong urgently rang the bell, sending the raging fire wave flying. However, the protective barrier around the mountain was also on the verge of collapse. Yang Junping had also consumed a great deal of his energy just to be able to block Tan Shusheng's attack.

Just then, Tan Shusheng took the chance and attacked, a transparent blade of light flying out from his feather fan. The blade of light was extremely fast, the moment Yang Junping had sent the fire wave flying, it shattered the protective light barrier, and struck Yang Junping right in the chest.

Yang Junping let out a muffled groan as he retreated a few steps, but there was no sign of him being heavily injured. Tan Shusheng stared at a piece of clothing Yang Junping was wearing and asked uncertainly, "Vest?"

Yang Junping roared, and the Primordius Hammer was sent flying towards Tan Shusheng in the air. Tan Shusheng laughed contemptuously, waving the feather fan in his hand, and layers of wind wrapped the Primordius Hammer in the air, gradually slowing it down, and finally coming back without any success.

But at this moment, Yang Junping waved his right hand, and a black shadow flew straight towards Tan Shusheng. The Spirit Opening Sect Successor Disciple's face tightened, and with a wave of his fan, a huge wave formed in the air, but it was unable to stop the black shadow at all.

It was only now that Tan Shusheng could see that the black shadow that had shot him down was actually a three-foot-long humanoid puppet.

"High-grade puppet magic tool, this Yang Clan really has a lot of treasures!"

As a Successor Disciple of the Opening Spirit Sect, he only had a high-grade magic tool, the Feather Fan, in his hands. He only had two high-grade magic tools, several rare vests, and even a puppet equivalent to a late stage Martial Disciple. It seemed as if the relationship between the two was completely reversed.

He originally wanted to be on guard against several great circle cultivators of the Yang family, but even now, the great circle cultivator of the Yang family had yet to appear. As for the head of the Yang family, Daoist Master Yang Tian Gang, they had already obtained the exact information, and this person was not in the village.

Just at this moment, Tan Shusheng suddenly felt his heart palpitate, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on his heart. He hurriedly sent out his spiritual sense in an attempt to find the reason, but to no avail.

Tan Shusheng could not suppress the greed in his heart. He jumped over the water and rushed towards Yang Junping …

Yang Junshan had personally experienced the feeling of being crushed by the newly formed but not completely controlled Supreme Force when Yang Tian had just entered the Adept Realm. He had also personally experienced that monstrous aura when Yang Tian had just reached the Adept Realm.

As a result, when he was trying to break through to the Mortal Realm, he had made preparations in advance to suppress his strength as a Mortal Realm expert in the secret chamber in the belly of the mountain.

However, when the True Divine Spirit Qi burst out of his Dantian, Yang Junshan realized that he was wrong. The Triple Proficiency Spiritual Array was unable to suppress the Nine Ingredient True Divine Light that was formed by the Nine Toughness Secret Arts, and his strength was many times greater than Yang Tian's.

The jade coins, crystal coins, and even jade stones used by Yang Junshan to assist in his training, regardless of whether or not he had absorbed all of the spiritual energy within them, had now been crushed into fine powder under the pressure of the Supreme Force.

Fortunately, treasures like the Red Essence Fruit Tree were protected by the restrictive spells, and the treasury in the belly of the mountain was abnormally sturdy. Otherwise, the losses would have been even greater.

Fortunately, Yang Junshan's reaction was timely, seeing that he was unable to suppress the advanced movements in the belly of the mountain, he simply activated the array mist, covering the entire Western Mountain, and at the same time, let the Nine Toughened True Handle to release, but at the same time, it was also controlled in the entire Western Mountain, and did not cause any more movements.

The pomegranate forest at the entrance of the mountain had already been broken in half from the impact of the Nine Toughness True Divine Light. Yang Junqi's spiritual garden that she had spent a great deal of effort to open was also in a mess; it could only be restored, the trees on the entire Western Mountain seemed to have been pulled back by a big hand, large trees with broken branches everywhere. As for the grass and shrubs, they were tightly pressed against the ground, as if they were worshipping to some unknown existence on the Western Mountain.

On the western mountain, there were a few relatively precipitous areas. There were slopes and ravines carved out when landslides or boulders rolled down. It was as if there was a different color paint on the originally dark green western mountain.

The Nine Toughness True Divine Mantra that was wreaking havoc on the western mountain was finally being captured by Yang Junshan. Looking at the scene on the western mountain, Yang Junshan felt helpless.

Yang Junshan, who had successfully advanced to the Spiritual Master Stage, was currently in an unstable state. However, the scene outside the West Mountain was already clearly reflected in his Spiritual Sense.1

With Yang Junshan's current abilities, he could easily end the battle at any time. Thus, he did not mind to take a look to see what kind of level the entire Xishan Village could reach without Yang Tian Gang and his own Xishan Village.

Not to mention that the Western Mountain Village had already secretly rushed over with reinforcements!

Yang Tianlei was actually forcefully enduring it. Even though he had advanced into the late stage of the Martial Disciple realm earlier than Su Baozhang and Yang Junping, and even successfully mastered the Broken Mountain Spirit Art with the high grade magical equipment, the Bound of the Mountains, his strength was still unable to match up to the strength of Su Baozhang and Yang Junping, who could fight against a cultivator at the Great Perfection Stage.

At this moment, he was slowly being forced back by the combined attacks of two late stage Martial Disciples of the Spirit Faction. He could die at any moment from carelessness.

Just as Yang Tianlei was beginning to despair, a Spirit Opening Sect cultivator on his left finally broke through his defenses. The magical equipment in his hand whistled as it smashed towards Yang Tian Lei's chest.

Yang Tianlei was greatly shocked. At this moment, he didn't have any energy left to defend himself. Just as he was about to be hit by this attack, the magic tool in front of his chest suddenly shattered and scattered fragments of the magic tool on the ground.

Yang Tian Lei had survived a great ordeal. When he raised his head to look, he saw a bloody hole in the chest of the Spirit Opening Sect cultivator. Blood was flowing out, but when he looked around, he did not know who it was.

At this moment, the sound of a tiger's roar came from the forest not far away, followed by the miserable cries of the two Spirit Opening Sect cultivators.

The sudden death of the three Spirit Faction Martial Saints immediately intimidated the tens of cultivators who were attacking the Western Mountain Village. The Great Circle of the Spirit Opening Sect cultivators who were fighting with Su Bao Zhang immediately gave up on their opponents and flew into the forest.

Su Bao Zhang heaved a sigh of relief after the opponent left. Although he was fighting against a Great Circle cultivator whose cultivation was one level higher than him, the two of them had their own attacks and defenses, but Su Bao Zhang knew that he was already at a disadvantage, and the rhythm of the battle was already completely under the control of his opponent. If this person were to continue fighting with him, within a few rounds, he would be injured.

Su Bao Zhang turned around to support the other cultivators of the Western Mountain Village, but at this time, the forest not far away suddenly erupted with intense spirit energy fluctuations. Su Bao Zhang turned to support the Western Mountain Village, but at this time, the forest not far away suddenly erupted with violent spirit energy fluctuations.

Although his Spiritual Sense could not be extended into the forest, he could still feel that the breath of his senior brother had disappeared. Although this senior brother was not a Successor Disciple, but the time he took to advance into the Great Perfection Stage was even longer than his own.

Right at this time, the Western Mountain villagers opposite him suddenly erupted in cheers. When Tan Shusheng looked up, he saw that a layer of faint ripples had suddenly appeared on the surface of the ground behind the lake. Then, a thin, transparent screen of light gradually started to appear.

Tan Shusheng's expression changed. He suddenly repelled Yang Junping and shouted, "Let's go!"

With that, he turned around and left. Seeing this, the remaining Spirit Opening Sect cultivators all lost their will to fight and followed behind him.

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