559: C559 Confusion

C559 Confusion

What was going on?

Such a huge tree was about to wither and die in an instant. Who could have this kind of ability?

As Yang Junshan looked around, he saw that the originally lush treetops were now unobstructed by the falling leaves. Even the Peach Blossom miasma surrounding them seemed to have weakened a lot, and he saw Lan Ying standing on a tree branch a few hundred feet away, also dazed by the scene in front of him.

Lan Ying noticed Yang Junshan's eyes at this moment. She looked at him for a moment, and then she seemed to remember something. His eyes were full of anger.

On the other hand, Wen Zhan liked to fight. Although Lanying was a woman and she looked very rational before, this did not mean that she was a witch.

Furthermore, Lan Ying was looking at him with a vicious gaze. She seemed to have understood something. She couldn't be putting the reason behind the sudden withering of the huge peach tree on him, right?

This thought flashed through Yang Junshan's mind. Before he could even explain herself, Lan Ying had already approached him aggressively. The long magic weapon in her hand was aimed at his left ear.

"You're crazy!"

Yang Junshan cursed loudly, but he didn't have much to explain now. The alien cultivators and the humans were mortal enemies, and the reason why they had restrained them before, aside from not having absolute confidence in winning, was because of the allure of the Peach of Immortality.

As of now, the entire giant peach tree was starting to wither. The spirit peaches that hadn't been harvested yet had all dried up. In the eyes of almost everyone, there was only one explanation for this, and that was that the Immortality Peach on the giant peach tree had already been harvested.

The moment when Lanying saw Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan maintained the act of harvesting the peach. Lanying naturally believed that the peach might have fallen into Yang Junshan's hands. Even if it was only a 'possibility', it was more than enough for Lanying to snatch it.

Yang Junshan originally had a good impression of the Witch clan, and with the aura left behind by Wu Shuo and Jiu Li as evidence, he didn't think that he would have too big of a conflict with the Witch clan's cultivators. Even when they first entered the Cold Jade Mountain Range and were stopped by the three Witch clan cultivators, both sides held back on their own, not completely falling out with each other.

However, seeing Lanying's attitude, it was obvious that she was going to fight to the death with Yang Junshan. Yang Junshan could not help but sigh. In front of the Peach of Immortality, his status as a 'witch friend' might not be that useful.

Due to the heavy wound of the machete itself, Yang Junshan lacked the conventional handling during the fight, which made him uncomfortable.

The biggest characteristic of the nine man zhen yuan that Yang Junshan cultivated was that it was purer and more profound than cultivators of the same level. When facing evenly matched opponents, the long time of fighting had caused them to be exhausted, and that was one of Yang Junshan's usual methods.

However, regardless of whether it was the precious technique he had cultivated, the "Earth Tremor Art", or his spirit treasure, the "Mountain Lord's Seal", they both belonged to the type of tyrannical explosive technique. Normally, they were all used to defeat opponents, and were all trump cards in determining victory or defeat in a single strike.

After returning from the ice plains, Yang Junshan's opponents rarely had the same feeling of contentment when fighting. It seemed like they needed to find a suitable spiritual weapon as soon as possible, or restore their machete or improve its quality.

The attacks of the Witch Clan cultivators were always ferocious. The long hook flashed with a cold light. If it hit the opponent's ear hole, half of their brain would be ripped out.

Yang Junshan had no choice but to use the "Snake Twist" in his hand as a long whip. The whip moved nimbly in the air, flying back towards the long hook.

Lan Ying, who was on the other side, chuckled. She struck a tree branch next to him with her palm.

This was not the first time Yang Junshan had seen this. He thought to himself that he was a cultivator of the Shaman Tribe. This tribe's Shaman Tribe was born with the ability to manipulate plants.

As expected, the moment Lanying's palm struck the branch beside her, the branch that had been withered in the vicinity of Yang Junshan seemed to come to life, intertwining with the snake.

Yang Junshan shook his hand and pulled. The dried branches broke, but the long hook had already reached his ear. The sharp air made Yang Junshan's ear itch.

Yang Junshan was not a man who would wait for death to come. However, he had to retreat after Lanying took the initiative.

However, this gave Lanying an opportunity. She used all kinds of Witch Clan's abilities and abilities to chase after Yang Junshan one by one, firmly gaining the upper hand.

Although Yang Junshan was only at the second level of the Blood Witchcraft Realm, which was one level lower than Lan Ying, but how could he be easy to deal with? From his growth until now, it had become a common occurrence for him to jump ranks and fight opponents.

Although Yang Junshan had been taken advantage of by his opponent and kept him down along the way, he didn't lose his mind. He kept his guard up like a spring, but he was suppressed. He could counterattack at any time and it would become more violent.

In fact, he had not fully adapted to his level of Qi Condensation. Although there had been a few fights before, either because he had fled in time or because his opponent was too weak, he had not trained enough for his level of cultivation. This battle with Lanying had allowed Yang Junshan to adapt to his level of cultivation more and more.

Lanying, who was fighting with him, became more and more frightened. She could clearly feel Yang Junshan's progress along the way, and the current Yang Junshan gave her the feeling of a volcano about to erupt. Although she tried her best to suppress it, she knew that if she made a mistake and let the volcano erupt, even she herself would not be able to escape.

Lanying felt that she was in a difficult situation.

However, at this time, violent Spiritual Energy fluctuations also erupted from the other side of the enormous treetop. After Daoist Master Qingfeng encountered the old poison from the barbarian cultivator, the two sides began to compete fiercely.0

However, Daoist Master Qing Feng's previous performance made it clear that Old Poison was not a match for him. The only thing to worry about was that Old Poison's abilities were hard to guard against, and he had already attempted to plot against him, but was seen through by Yang Junshan.

Lan Ying originally thought that the two powers were evenly matched, but she couldn't do anything to this cultivator whose cultivation was clearly lower than her own. Moreover, the Old Poison on the other side might not be a match for Daoist Master Qingfeng, so she could only retreat.

However, just when Lan Ying was about to escape, a stream of black smoke suddenly came from the withered branches and ruined leaves on the opposite side of the treetop, and wrapped around Yang Junshan.

At this time, Daoist Master Qingfeng's flustered and exasperated voice could be heard, "Be careful of his black smoke. Your father is poisoned here. Be careful!"

Lan Ying was excited when the black smoke came. When Daoist Master Qingfeng's reminder came, she was ready to fight with Yang Junshan again. At the same time, she was trying to drive him to the opposite side of the treetop.

Yang Junshan's whole body was shining brightly. The black Qi had been dispersed by the treasure light even before it got close to him, but Yang Junshan could still feel the strangeness of this black smoke. Strands of black smoke had actually attached themselves to the treasure light, trying to penetrate into his body.

The Nine Flying Sword was like a huge rock rolling and crushing down, destroying the poisonous fog that had seeped into Yang Junshan's body. Some of it would enter his vital energy and blood, but it would also be exempted by Yang Junshan's tyrannical physique.

Yang Junshan's Magnet Magnet not only blocked the poisonous smoke from the old poison, but even affected Lanying's Magical Rank long hook. He had no choice but to expend more energy to control his own magical equipment.

At this moment, another long whip snaked out from the bushes, reaching straight to Yang Junshan's waist.

"Do you really think that laozi doesn't exist?"

Daoist Master Qingfeng shouted. A loud sound came from far away, followed by a groan. The long whip suddenly retreated before it could reach him. Following that, countless broken branches and withered leaves flew towards the fight between Yang Junshan and Lanying with great force.

The Mountain Lord's Seal was launched into the air, and under the control of the Heaven Flipping Seal, it struck Lanying who was in the air. At the same time, Yang Junshan waved his sleeve, and a cold light suddenly disappeared among the broken branches and withered leaves that filled the sky.

Lan Ying took the opportunity to attack as well. The broken branches and withered leaves were controlled by Lan Ying. With a sharp whistle of the wind, she rushed towards Yang Junshan at an even faster speed.

At the same time, the long magic tool twisted in the air and lightly tapped on the edge of the Mountain Lord's Seal, causing it to lose its sight. It fell from Lanying's side and smashed open a huge square hole in the treetop.

However, Yang Junshan's attack had obviously attracted Lanying's full attention with the Mountain Lord's Seal. In reality, a cold light had suddenly shot out from the broken pieces that had fallen down from the sky, and had pierced through her protective divine ability. Lanying only had enough time to evade the fatal blow; even with the Witch clan's tyrannical body, his left arm was still pierced by the cold light.

"AHH!" Lan Ying cried out in pain. She didn't even manage to see what the cold light was. Her defensive measures were unable to stop it.

"Old Poison, let's go!"

Lan Ying glared at Yang Junshan. She knew that it would be difficult for her to take advantage of him this time. If she didn't step forward, she might lose her life. She could only reluctantly greet her friend and escape out of the Red Mist Mountain.

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