850: C850 Steady Wind continued

C850 Steady Wind continued

The loss of two Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns was enough to cause the hearts of the people of the Purple Wind Sect to ache. More importantly, the sudden outbreak of war had swept over the people of the Purple Wind Sect, who originally wanted to stay out of it for the time being.

The three Great Adepts of the Purple Wind Sect were the first to grab it. They were not trying to snatch the Wind Setting Bead, but rather, they wanted it to be under their watchful eye at all times to prevent others from taking advantage of it.

However, the three of them did not plan to fight for the Absolute Wind Pearl, but the rest of them did not think so. The three of them did not plan to fight for the Absolute Wind Pearl, but the other three of them did not believe that the three of them would be able to alert the others, not to mention the strength displayed by the Purple Wind Sect in their life in the Desolate Land.

"Feng Wu Ya, you dared to snatch the Wind Setting Pearl? Who gave your Flowing Wind Sect the guts?"

An eighteen wind walls suddenly appeared in front of Spiritual Master Gu. Not only did the wind walls obstruct his path, they even formed a simple formation in the air. There seemed to be some kind of killing move hidden behind them.

A cold voice came from behind the wind wall and said mockingly, "Now that the treasure is here, we can only rely on our own means. What, can it be that fellow Gu is able to call the ancestor of your sect the Ancient Desolation Jedi?"

Master Gu was furious as he said, "This old man will destroy your eighteen Flowing Wind Fans and let you know my methods!"

The Eighteen Fans of the Flowing Wind, ranked 70th on the list of precious techniques and divine abilities. It was one of the sacred arts of the Flowing Wind Sect.

Spiritual Master Gu encountered a powerful enemy, and the other two Great Gale Sect cultivators didn't fare well either. They were attacked by other cultivators along the way.

As a result, the few Great Gale Grandmasters thought that it was a good thing and wanted to go forward and take advantage of the situation. Unexpectedly, before they could even reach the Absolute Wind Pearl, they were suddenly struck by the few Great Gale Grandmasters one by one, some lightly injuring others, while the others had turned to dust and ashes. Although the battle was chaotic, no one dared to go up and snatch it away.

Yang Junshan, who had ignited the chaotic battle earlier, was naturally overjoyed to see that the two Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns of the Purple Wind Sect, Zheng Zhenren and the other Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns had all been tricked into oblivion by him. Although the Absolute Wind Pearl was good, it was useless to him because he had already reaped much benefits from this trip to the Ancient Desolation.

Unexpectedly, although he secretly schemed against others, they had also noticed him long ago.

He had just run less than five miles when a golden light flashed right in front of his head. It went straight for the spot between Yang Junshan's eyebrows.

Yang Junshan drew back quickly, and pointed out his finger at the same time. His petrified finger collided with the golden light, and the sound of breaking metal resounded in the air. Yang Junshan's right index finger was in great pain, but that golden light only stopped for a moment, and then continued to move towards his forehead.

Yang Junshan coldly humphed. He pointed out his left index finger again. This time, it was Shattered Stone Finger. Another metal clanging sound came from it. That golden light finally shattered into countless golden stars in the sky and then disappeared.

However, at this moment, Yang Junshan felt a chill on the back of his head, as if a vicious wind was blowing at him.

Yang Junshan was shocked. He stomped hard on the ground and a stone wall rose up from behind him. Immediately, there was the sound of wailing ghosts and howling wolves. The stone wall was immediately blown down by the hurricane.

Yang Junshan was shocked. He shrunk his body and was about to sink into the ground, but he suddenly heard a loud shout, "Yang Junshan, where do you want to run to today, turn your fingers into steel!"

Yang Junshan felt the connection between him and the earth power being cut off. He was unable to use the Earth Escape Technique, so he squatted on the ground and didn't sink into the ground. He was then swallowed up by the sand and rocks.

"Fellow Daoist Sheng, did you vent your anger today?" A voice came from the front.

"Fellow Qian, don't be careless. He is known as the number one rookie in the entire Jade Province. He does have some skills, so I'm sure he won't end up in a desperate situation!"

The voice from before sneered, "He's just a descendant of the Great Constellation Realm. For him to be able to get two of us to join hands and attack him, that's a worthy death."

"Let's end this quickly. I need to reunite with my fellow sect members as soon as possible. If Fellow Qian can lend us a hand, then we will be deeply grateful!"

The voice spoke again, "Fellow Daoist Sheng, please don't forget what you promised!"

"A rare treasure from heaven and earth, I will do everything I can to help!"

"That's for the best!"

Daoist Master Sheng waved his arms and the flying sand in front of him disappeared in an instant. Yang Junshan, who had been submerged by his sacred art, was now standing in the middle of the room, staring coldly at the two Great Divine Masters in front and behind him!

Adept Infinity was slightly startled, but then he let out a cold snort. In a low voice, he said, "You really do have some skill."

Daoist Master Sheng seemed to have been prepared for Yang Junshan's ability to block his attack. Upon seeing this, he said in a low voice, "The Art of Impregnable Inheritance. Fellow Qian, have you forgotten about this? Don't waste any more time!"

He suddenly blew into his mouth, and a strange sound came from the flute. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind rose in the air, and flew towards Yang Junshan. The bone flute in his hand was also a low-grade treasure.

On the other side, Daoist Master Qian also pushed his hands forward. His hands looked like they were cast out of gold. As his hands pushed forward, the protective light screen in front of Yang Junshan was suppressed by three feet.2

At the same time, a gust of cold wind attacked. The spiritual light behind Yang Junshan was melted little by little, and although it looked slow, he found that the melted protective light was blocked by a corrosive force, making it hard to recover.

Even though the Formless Golden Soup was heavily guarded, it was unstable after being attacked by the two Great Adepts one in front and one behind. Yang Junshan was not strong enough to hold on even if he wanted to.

"Haha, what a good 'Soul Eroding Eroding Bone Wind', the Purple Wind Sect's ability is indeed well-deserved of its reputation!" When Spiritual Master Qian saw this, he immediately praised.

Daoist Master Sheng also quickly said, "The Eroding Soul Ripple is only ranked 61st on the list of precious techniques and divine abilities. How can it compare to the precious techniques of your sect?"

The two men flattered each other, believing that Yang Junshan could not do anything under their combined attack. Although the Art of Formless Tactic was not as immovable as the Art of Formless Tactic, it was still very difficult for Yang Junshan to break out of their encirclement.

Yang Junshan's expression was cold. If it wasn't for the fact that he was targeted by someone who used the finger technique to turn the earth into steel, he wouldn't have fallen into this situation. Even if he knew that the opponent would have the finger technique, he would have made preparations in advance.

However, it was too late. Because of the Earth Escape Technique, Yang Junshan had been trapped in a desperate situation and escaped safely, so he was too confident and dependent on this ability. This was also a lesson to be learnt, but the price he had to pay was a little hard to bear.

The Mountain Lord's Seal hung high in the air as the magnetic precious light drooped down. Although it couldn't block the bombardment of the golden hand, it was still effective in blocking the Soul Erosion Bone Piercing Wind.

Because of the threat of the Mountain Lord's Seal, Spiritual Master Sheng didn't dare to rush forward to attack. That was why Yang Junshan had been able to fight Spiritual Master Qian to a draw with his Shocking Stone Fist!

"This kid's cultivation has increased so fast. He's actually already at the pinnacle of Heavenly Dipper!"

Regardless of cultivation or sacred art, Spiritual Master Qian was superior to Yang Junshan. However, Yang Junshan's Fist Aura was able to block his attack, and he relied on Yang Junshan's nine man primeval essence, which was much thicker than cultivators of the same cultivation level. Moreover, during the fight, Spiritual Master Qian discovered that Yang Junshan's cultivation had actually reached the barrier of the Great Symbol Master Stage.

How long had it been?

Spiritual Master Sheng naturally knew that the reason for Yang Junshan's increase in cultivation was because of his trip to the Blue Profound Ruins. However, he naturally would not reveal the location of the Blue Profound Ruins in front of Spiritual Master Qian.

The moment this bone spike was shot out, it was concealed in a green stream of air. Yang Junshan's Spiritual Sense was actually unable to detect it, and by the time he realized that something was amiss, the bone spike had already pierced through the Primary Magnetic Treasure Light.

If Daoist Violet Garden was present, she would definitely recognize that this wind spike was exactly the same as the precious technique she had used at the Diagram Gate, the Green Cloud Wind Thrust. However, Daoist Violet Garden's technique was even more powerful, and she had already unleashed countless invisible wind spikes from the moment she launched her attack.

With his defensive skill pierced, Yang Junshan turned pale with fright. Hurriedly, he took out something from his hand, turned around and stabbed at the bone spike.

Ding! A crisp sound rang out. Yang Junshan's palm felt numb and his chest felt stuffy. Blood started to seep out from the gaps between his fingers. The Cyan Cloud Hurricane Thorn Technique's bone spurs had been blocked.

However, Daoist Master Qian's fiendish laughter came from behind Yang Junshan. Suddenly, a pair of golden silk gloves appeared on his hands, and he made a tearing motion about a hundred meters away from Yang Junshan. The light screen gave off a cracking sound, then it shattered. Under the siege of the two Grand Supreme Realm cultivators, his Art of Formless Gold Soup was finally completely torn apart.

At this moment, Yang Junshan was using all of his strength to block the bone spikes of Daoist Master Sheng. Since the defensive sacred art had been broken, he had no time to defend against the attacks of this Daoist Master Sheng.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on for much longer, Yang Junshan sighed. The Sky Piercing Peak, which was formed by his Dantian, shook and the mace was about to be pulled out from the top of the mountain.

A cold light cut through the sky like a golden thread, and it seemed as if the man who was about to kill Yang Junshan let out a strange cry, and quickly retreated. At the same time, his hands made a pulling motion, and that golden light cut through the sky like a golden thread, but at the same time, the golden silk gloves on his hands also had two wounds.

"Great White Treasure Light Slash, old man Yan, you dare!"

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