1373: C1373 siege

C1373 siege

"A single Yellow Court, three Tribulation Lightning actually sent out so many Dao Realm experts just for my sake. Why didn't one or two Celestial Sovereigns appear? How could they possibly go through so much trouble for my sake?" Yang Junshan looked at Zhang Yueming and asked coldly.

However, what surprised Yang Junshan was that the person who stood out to converse with Yang Junshan was not Zhang Yueming, but Daoist Song Bai Qing, "Daofather Junshan thinks too highly of himself. As the saying goes, 'killing a chicken with an ox knife'. If Immortal Jiuzhi and the others have it with them, Daofather Junshan will naturally leave it to us!"

"It really is Celestial Sovereign Jiuqing!"

Yang Junshan sneered and said, "It must be because of my origin imprint. The two alien puppets in Zhang Yueming's primordial spirit were both created by Immortal Jiuhui, right?"

Daoist Cyan laughed coldly. "Since you already know, Daofather, why ask?"

"In that case, can everyone work together to ensure that I will be able to remain outside this region?" Yang Junshan asked again.

As soon as Yang Junshan finished his sentence, he noticed a strange smile flash across Daoist Bai Qing's face.

Yang Junshan was alarmed. He saw Bai Qing, the bamboo sword, and Daoist Feng Hua launch their flying sword almost at the same time, attacking towards Yang Junshan.

Sword formation, it was actually a sword formation!

Yang Junshan's first reaction was to jump back and use his Sky Breaking Mace to block the attack.

However, the flying sword's speed was originally very fast. Now that it had suddenly formed into a three-pronged battle formation, it instantly pushed the speed to the extreme. The heaven breaking mace had just flown out when it was hit by three flying swords, sending this mid-grade Dao item flying.

Although Yang Junshan quickly regained control of the Sky Breaking Mace and recalled it immediately, the three flying swords had already gotten the upper hand. Three sword lights instantly slashed down, tearing apart the two Dao arts surrounding him, and then started to fight with the Sky Breaking Mace once again.

However, this time, she did not borrow the power of the Source Spirit Puppet. Instead, she gathered all four of her Source Spirit Tablets and combined them into four mid-grade Dao Artifacts. Taking advantage of the fight between Songzhu Mei and the other two, she directly slashed down on Yang Junshan's personal Magic Treasure, the Mountain Lord's Seal.

The Mountain Lord's Seal that was floating above her head shook violently. Yang Junshan groaned in pain, but why was his cultivation so deep? Nine true essence surged and his entire being stood tall like a mountain, blocking Zhang Yueming's all-out attack.

However, how could the opponent use such a simple method? While Yang Junshan's life magic treasure was shaking, a shadow was already silently approaching, even though he had lost the protection of the two sacred arts, he still hadn't found it. However, this shadow didn't take the opportunity to attack, but continued to lurk in the void, as if it was waiting for something.

Yang Junshan fought against a large group of people, and Zhang Yueming had mastered the Four Elements Spirit Sealing Technique. It was originally extremely difficult to deal with, and could be considered a top existence among the cultivators of Huang Ting.

Even though the three of them were only thunder tribulations, they were all sword cultivators. Their abilities and abilities were already sharp among cultivators of the same cultivation level, and now that they had formed a sword formation, the pressure from the soaring sword intent was even greater than Zhang Yueming's.

Under the joint attack of these men, even someone as powerful as Yang Junshan couldn't do anything. He might not be completely suppressed, but at least he seemed to be at a disadvantage.

However, the situation could still be maintained under such circumstances. That was enough to prove Yang Junshan's power.

In reality, although Zhang Yueming and the others did not appear to be much, they were already so shocked that they nearly fell to their knees. In fact, Zhang Yueming was even more glad because he did not insist on fighting Yang Junshan alone. Otherwise, it would be impossible for only one of the four Source Spirit Puppets to be destroyed.

However, even though everyone was afraid of Yang Junshan's power, neither Zhang Yueming nor Songzhu Mei showed any signs of retreating. Instead, all of them still maintained a calm demeanor as they fought with Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Wang Lin had other tricks up his sleeves, so he decided that he shouldn't stay here any longer. He needed to leave this place as soon as possible.

As he thought of this, Yang Junshan suddenly launched a fierce attack at Zhang Yueming. His tyrannical body was able to support his Dao arts and abilities for a short period of time, and was not at the risk of causing his meridians to burst or his primeval essence to empty.

Heaven Breaker's trump card and Mountain Lord's Seal struck one after the other, making Zhang Yueming miserable. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have three Source Spirit puppets and only had a mid-grade Dao Artifact, he probably wouldn't have been able to defend against Yang Junshan's sudden explosion.

The three cultivators, Song, Zhu, and Mei, would naturally not sit idly by. The three cultivators controlled the three flying swords and turned them into a stream of sword lights, circling behind Yang Junshan and attacking him at the same time in an attempt to lessen the pressure on Zhang Yueming.

However, Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and crashed into the torrent of swords. Zhang Yue Ming was still frightened from being suppressed by Yang Junshan, so she couldn't react in time. She could only watch as Yang Junshan broke away from her and couldn't continue intertwining with her.

Similarly, the Daoist Song, Zhu, and Mei might have thought that Yang Junshan would choose a chance to escape, but no matter what, they did not expect Yang Junshan to rush into the sword formation and choose the most difficult way to escape.

Facing the omnipresent sword radiance, Yang Junshan used only his sacred art to protect his vital parts. At the same time, he used his heaven breaking trump card to execute the Heaven Shaking Art to forcefully open a gap in the sword formation.

Faced with such a brutal way of breaking through, even if the three cultivators' sword formations were even more exquisite, they would not be able to compete with Yang Junshan in a certain aspect. They could only take the opportunity to cut open three or four wounds on Yang Junshan's back and under his ribs, and without even letting blood seep out, they were squeezed by the muscles on both sides of the wound.

However, these three dao cultivators, including Zhang Yue Ming, did not seem to be upset at all, nor did they give up. Instead, they banded together and prepared to launch an attack, looking in the direction Yang Junshan had fled in, as if they were certain that Yang Junshan would not be able to break out and would return to be surrounded in the next moment.

In a split-second, Yang Junshan's light had rushed out for more than a hundred feet. The quiet void was suddenly torn apart like silk.0

"Hiss Wind Splitting Sky Slash, Xiao Sunflower, you're actually here too!"

Yang Junshan's facial expression changed drastically. Because he was rushing forward too fast, he didn't have time to use any other innate abilities. He could only summon another wave of purple qi in the sky and go back up along the rift, as if he was fighting a battle to the death.

A cold snort came from the sky. It was obvious that Xiao Yan didn't want to fight with Yang Junshan while his side held the upper hand. The sacred art that was originally condensed into a thread suddenly scattered, turning into countless flying spatial fragments.

Although Yang Junshan was able to avoid being wounded by the sneak attack in the nick of time, the Spatial Shackles that were flying in the air were cut off.

But at this moment, a buddhist chant was heard. The originally loud and sonorous voice instead sounded like it was sending people into a trance.

Yang Junshan's spiritual sense was so strong that even his Dao embryo had to reverse the Pure Yang Art, so he naturally didn't have to be afraid of that.

However, after the buddhist chant, the golden Buddha statue that lit up the sky gave Yang Junshan a sense of alarm!

"A member of the Shi Clan!"

Yang Junshan's surprised voice contained a trace of disbelief.

The huge golden Buddha statue was already slowly turning over its palm, and was about to press down on Yang Junshan's head.

At this moment, Yang Junshan was facing the greatest danger since he left the world of nine heavens!

Yang Junshan shouted and his body suddenly started to expand. Although the continuous battles had made it difficult for him to make ends meet, forcefully using the Art of Breeding Heavenly Elephants had still squeezed the potential of his body even further.

A giant nearly 60 feet tall appeared in the starry sky, colliding with the Buddha statue that was pressing down with its palms.

Amidst the deafening sound, a resplendent spiritual light radiated throughout the starry sky.

While Yang Junshan's huge body was staggering back, his body continued to shrink due to the lack of true energy. The moment he stabilized his body, his chest felt stuffy, and his face changed slightly. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

In front of him, the golden Buddha statue suddenly shattered in the spiritual light. However, in the midst of the broken Dharma Idol, a bald young man dressed in golden clothes and a handsome appearance walked out. As he met Yang Junshan's gaze, a charming smile appeared on his originally pale face.

"Greetings, Daofather Junshan. How have you been, Daofather?"

Yang Junshan stared at him coldly and said coldly, "I don't remember having crossed paths with you, Shixiu!"

Sage Jiaxi smiled slightly and said, "Daofather, you have forgotten too much. When this humble monk was reincarnated into the Heaven-Revolving World, he was nearly destroyed by the Daofather's avatar. Daofather, I still don't remember. This humble monk remembers everything very clearly!"

"Transmigrator spirit child, it's actually you. However, I'm curious about how you are able to leave the foreign land. Could it be that you, an alien, have also become a disciple of a sector lord?"

Instead, he turned his gaze to the other side of the sky and sneered, "There's also Xiao Sunan, the grand Purple Wind Sect's Daofather Huang Ting. I wonder how your alliance with the cultivators of the Sector Lord's lineage would feel if the immortal ancestor of your sect knew about this?"

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded out from within Yang Junshan's line of sight. Ripples of spatial energy surged out, and Xiao Sungang's figure appeared from the ripples. However, his expression was currently rather unsightly.

"Fellow Xiao, why aren't you attacking? Can't you see that he is stalling for time to recover the dried up True Essence in his body?"

There was a hint of warning in his deep voice as Zhang Yueming and co. caught up to him from behind. Once again, Yang Junshan was surrounded by the crowd.

Xiao Sunchaser did not seem to mind Daoist Bai Qing's warning at all as he said, "You are not the ones who should criticize me. This time, I am only here for the Three Extinction Celestial Sovereign's treasures in the Nine Heavens World. Immortal Jiuhui is not even here for me!"

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