Even though Yang Chenglie and the three Taigang Masters were charging above, there were still nearly a hundred real-level escaping lights descending on the Burial Sky Ruins.
Facing the foreign monks who were almost three times more numerous than their own, almost every one of the local monks in Yuzhou had to fight one against three.
For the various real people in Yuzhou, there are not many who can fight one against two at the same level, let alone one against three, but not every real person has the fighting power of Yang's Zhu Yao.
Whether it is the first arrival from outside the territory or the second time, under the leadership of the Yang family, the local monks in Yuzhou can be said to have the upper hand.
But as soon as they fought this time, the real people from each faction in Yuzhou fell into a disadvantage. If it weren't for the Yang clan's princes to fight three or four one by one, the local side of Yuzhou would have been defeated long ago.
"Haha, Yang Xinghua, you gentlemen of the Yang family are indeed powerful, but after all, they are outnumbered. Now that the defeat has been obvious, we are not going to retreat!" Ever since the Great Witch of Swordsman came to this world, he has been firmly suppressed by the Yang family. One side has the upper hand, and one can't help but feel relieved.
Of course, this was also the reason why he realized that the Yang family was only trying to train their descendants, rather than fighting with their foreign monks.
If the Yang family really wanted to resist the invasion of monks from outside the territory, the one who came this time was the governor of the seven counties of Yuzhou.
"It's still early, we might as well play a little longer!" Yang Xinghua smiled, as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand.
As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of cyan brilliance suddenly burst out from below where the real-life monks were fighting.
Although Yang Junqi is somewhat famous among the Yang family members, she is not as well-known as Yang Junping, Yang Junxin and others.
In several battles, their performance was tepid and nothing outstanding. But just because they were accompanied by two foreign invasions before and after, they dare not be underestimated.
After all, look at the other Seven Lords accompanying him, he is now the famous Qiyao Young Lord. As for the wood-attribute monks, you can tell with a little inquiry. In this way, it is not difficult to guess.
As the local monks in Yuzhou were at a disadvantage and dangers arose one after another, Yang Junqi stood in the air holding Ganoderma lucidum Ruyi.
A blue aura exploded from Ganoderma Ruyi and fell on the real people in Yuzhou.
I saw that many injured people were slowly getting better after absorbing the cyan aura.
"Withered trees come spring!" The Kailing Sect is a sect of wood-attribute skills, but it was the first to recognize this magical power.
Not to mention this, Yang Junqi could be seen squeezing secrets non-stop, and pieces of aqua aura were emitted from the waving of her sleeves. The real people who had been fighting fiercely for a long time felt that their lost spiritual power was being restored at an extremely fast speed.
Ganlin Xuanguang, the 158th ranked treasure magic power! A sharp black sword light suddenly flashed, heading straight for the leader of the Ziyang Sect. Unexpectedly, there was a ghost cultivator of the Xuangang Realm lurking beside him.
My life is at risk! Just when the leader of the Ziyang Sect closed his eyes and waited for death, he realized that the sword light had not fallen. Huge trees were emerging in front of him, blocking the sword light.
Wan Jiao Chui Mu, who ranks 168th on the list of magical powers!
"Thank you, Mr. Mu Yao, for saving your life!" The head of the Ziyang Sect bowed from afar, feeling the spiritual power rapidly recovering in his body, and with the agitation of his true energy, he attacked the outside monk again.
"Broken!" The head of the Zhuge family shouted, and used his magic weapon to create a sharp golden light. This time, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
The demon cultivator is from the bird family, with a strong and vigorous figure, and he must dodge immediately. At this moment, strands of cyan spiritual light wandered around, instantly weaving a large web.
Treasures and magical powers, a dragnet and a net of heaven and earth! The bird transformed into its true form, fluttering its wings and about to fly, but it crashed into the net. The golden sword light flashed by, and the demon bird let out a miserable cry, and one of its wings was broken.
The eyes of the Zhuge family leader exploded with light, and an even sharper sword flashed through, slashing the demon bird down with one strike.
"Thank you, Mr. Mu Yao, for your help!" The head of the Zhuge family was exhausted from the battle, but the green light in the air was endless. The injuries he had suffered earlier were gradually recovering, and his spiritual power was becoming more abundant.
"No, why is my demon essence dissipating!"
"Well, so is my magic element!"
"Don't let the white flying catkins touch you. The white catkins can slowly melt and absorb our vitality!" A person from the witch clan who was at the fifth level of the blood witch realm was the first to notice something was wrong.
The cultivators outside the territory gritted their teeth with hatred as they looked at the female cultivator floating in mid-air. They had already secured victory.
But since the appearance of this female cultivator, the green and blue auras have been endless, and the injuries of these natives have been improving rapidly, and the speed of spiritual power recovery has also greatly increased.
This female cultivator often released magical powers at critical moments to defend or trap the enemy. For this reason, the natives who were about to perish were saved, but many of the cultivators on her side were killed or injured.
That's all. Who would have thought that the white flying catkins released by the female cultivator together with the blue spiritual light could actually absorb their spiritual power.
With this increase and decrease, after the Yuzhou side killed several monks from outside the territory, the battle situation turned towards the Yuzhou side again.
"Kill that female cultivator!" Naturally, the cultivators from outside the territory soon realized the key to the turning point of the battle, and they all rushed towards Yang Junqi without fear of death.
Previously, the local cultivators in Yuzhou could barely contain the cultivators outside the region. Now, many cultivators from outside the region wanted to leave, but they could not stop them.
At that moment, Gang Moxiu took the lead one day to break through everyone's obstruction and came to Yang Junqi's side.
"Haha, girl, this devil is here!"
"Oh, and then!" Yang Junqi looked at the dark magic light in front of her eyes and responded softly, holding the seal in her hand.
Click! A ray of blue lightning that was about ten feet long came down quickly and exploded before Tian Gang Mo Xiu could react.
"Ah! The Evil God God Lei Yimu is here!" A miserable cry came out, which made many outside monks who came towards Yang Junqi tremble in their hearts, but then they saw an even more horrifying scene.
Yang Junqi held the Ganoderma Ruyi in her left hand without moving at all, and the green and blue spiritual light continued to shine from the Ganoderma Ruyi.
He stretched out his right hand, seemingly slowly moving towards the wailing demon cultivator.
"Bang!" The cyan finger shadow appeared, and the mass of demonic energy exploded. The Tiangang demon cultivator's wail stopped abruptly, leaving only strands of black demonic energy that slowly dissipated.
"That's it!" Yang Junqi drove the three monks outside the Xuangang Realm around and spoke softly again, but it was like thunder in the ears of the three monks.
Yang Junqi raised her right hand, and a wisp of green light suddenly appeared in her hand, spinning from slow to fast.
"Behead!" A green sword no more than a foot long passed through the three outsider cultivators who were trying to escape. The three outside cultivators, who were still in shock, distanced themselves from Yang Junqi, only to find that they were safe and sound.
"No, why is my hair turning gray!"
"My Shouyuan!"
"How come my body has decayed like this!" The 79th-ranked treasure magic power, the Life-cutting Slash! Boom!
Three Yimu divine thunders fell from the sky, chopping the three Xuan Gang monks whose spiritual energy was melted and their vitality was greatly reduced into flying ashes!
Hiss! As Yang Junqi cleanly killed one Tiangang and three Xuangang outsiders, all the cultivators present gasped.
The cultivators from outside the region who originally wanted to rush over stopped, but the real people from the Yuzhou sects were shocked.
Yang Shengdao nodded frequently as he watched, and knocked back the Hollow Arhat with one blow. He stretched out his hand and a wisp of auspicious clouds above his head separated and spread towards the sky above Burial Tianxu.
The auspicious clouds shrouded, manifesting four words: Mr. Mu Yao!
