Yao County, with the Yang Sheng clan in charge, easily repelled the tide of beasts that emerged from the dense forest on the border.
Hidden in the void, the Yang Sheng clan appeared, stared forward and said, "I don't know who the Taoist friend is visiting my Yuzhou Yang family. Please show up to see me!"
"Well, in the past I only heard people talking about how prosperous the Yang family was in Yuzhou, but I didn't believe it, but now there must be nearly ten Taoist priests in Yuzhou and Lang counties.
I didn’t expect that the Yang family still has Taoist monks guarding Zhang County. I am a casual cultivator, and I have taken the liberty of visiting you today. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist!"
The Yang Sheng clan saw that the visitor was unwilling to show up, but they had already made some guesses about his purpose.
I think this person is a Taoist who belongs to the lineage of Xiaoyao Immortal. This time he was invited to attack the land of Yaojun of the Yang family.
Now that Zhang County has a Taoist monk from the Yang Sheng clan in charge, he is unwilling to start a big fight, lest he completely offends the Yang family and the free lineage behind it.
After all, although this time it was a sect, the two Xiaoyao branches jointly attacked the Youli branch, but before leaving, Senior Jiu Si had secretly given instructions.
We only need to contain the Yang family once or twice. After all, this time it is led by the Lingyi and Zifeng sects of the sect, and the Xiaoyao sect is just playing the drums to build momentum.
"Haha, senior, you're so polite, it couldn't be better!"
After all, the Yangsheng clan relied on external forces to advance to the Dao realm, so they could only fight against real-person monks. If they fought at the same level, they might not be able to defeat them.
There were also Taoist cultivators from Bi and Xi counties. However, after realizing that Yang Xingjing, Yang Chengyi and his son, who were guarding this place, both had Taoist cultivation, they made the same choice as the Yaojun cultivators.
He just restrained the two people and prevented them from rescuing Yu and Lang counties. Seeing that the two people had no intention of leaving, they were naturally happy and at ease.
However, the situation in Zhang and Lin counties is different. Over the years, the sect and the Xiaoyao lineage have been constantly attracting the forces of the cultivation world and the Taoist realm.
Lingyi Sect and Zifeng Sect are fairyland sects that have existed in Sang and Xi states for thousands of years, and their connections and influence are unparalleled by others.
The casual cultivators who went to Zhang and Lin counties this time can be said to be supporters of both factions, and they also received a lot of benefits from both factions.
Yang Shengqi looked at the Taoist in front of him who had just advanced to the Qingyun Realm with his nose pointing upwards, but he was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
His clothes were flying, he was making secrets in his hands, and accompanied by bursts of roaring, meteors weighing several feet with bright tail flames fell from the sky.
"Junior, you are so ignorant of martial ethics!"
A moment ago, the gray-haired old man was still a high-ranking and virtuous senior, but now seeing Yang Shengqi taking action so decisively, he could no longer maintain his respectability as a superior man.
An extremely thin Qingyun spread out, and a green light appeared. However, after catching several meteorites and meteors, the old man reached the end of his strength.
The look of ridicule on Yang Shengqi's face became even stronger: "You dare to speak so shamelessly in front of me even if you are a waste who has not even condensed your own Taoist skills.
What's the use of leaving dry bones in a grave like you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Shengqi unfolded thousands of auspicious energy in a mighty manner, the black and yellow aura condensed, and a fist shadow of about ten feet was punched out in the distance.
There was only a loud roar, and the old Taoist who was already struggling under the suppression of Tianzhu Daojue could no longer hold on!
The defensive treasure light that was barely used was directly broken by the condensed black and yellow fist shadow. The fist shadow came to the body, and the internal organs seemed to have been crushed.
Fortunately, the old man had been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, and his rich experience in fighting between life and death saved his life.
The old casual cultivator struggled to be hit by a meteorite that was several meters tall, and took advantage of the huge force to avoid Yang Shengqi's full blow.
"boom!"
The shadow of the fist failed, and suddenly it was like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. A hill of a hundred feet exploded, and ravines of hundreds of feet below spread in all directions.
The 69th ranked Taoist magical power can destroy mountains and rocks!
The gray-haired old man felt chilled in his heart. If this happened, he might have to admit this to his old bones.
The grizzled old man who survived the disaster burst out with a green aura, turning into countless flying flowers and fallen leaves, covering the sky for hundreds of miles.
When Yang Shengqi rushed out, the gray-haired old figure was gone.
Although this old man was favored by Lingyi Sect, seeing how powerful Yang Shengqi was, how could he dare to stay for a long time.
While Yang Shengqi was trapped by flying flowers and fallen leaves, he opened a space portal and escaped. This is where Taoist monks find it difficult to kill.
It can't be defeated. Once the space channel is drilled, it is difficult to track.
Unless you possess a space magic weapon or have absolute strength to crush him, it is not easy to kill a Taoist monk.
Yang Shengqi snorted coldly when he saw this and did not pursue him. At this moment, the most important thing was to control Fuzhang County.
Feeling the spatial fluctuations coming from various places inside and outside Yuzhou due to the fighting skills of Taoist masters, Yang Shengqi also had a layer of melancholy between his brows.
In the sky above Lin County, streams of light dispersed, and various brilliance shone from time to time, creating cracks in the space.
There are also Taoist monks fighting here, and it is extremely fierce. Under the impact of the aftermath of the two people's fighting, the space within a radius of a hundred miles has become extremely fragile.
In this hundred-mile radius, if anyone wants to open a space to escape, they are simply asking for death. Under the chaotic space turbulence, even Huagai Taoist may not be able to survive.
Unlike the gray-haired old man who was mediocre in strength, the Taoist monk who came to Xizhou was quite strong, but he also met Yan Dazhi, who was equally strong.
The green and jade aura suddenly appeared in the field, the strong wind roared in the green wind, and from time to time, sword lights shot up into the sky.
Yan Dazhi has also become famous in the Yang family in recent years, and is known as the master of the Talisman Sword.
Not only is he highly skilled in making talismans, he is also extremely talented in swordsmanship. He can be said to be the number one swordsman in the Yang family.
"Hey, junior, I admit that you have great talent, but it's a pity that you have only entered the Taoist realm not long ago.
Besides, you can be said to be a sword cultivator who succeeds or a sword cultivator who fails. Most of the sword cultivators in this world are from the Fengliu Sword Sect. Without the appropriate natal Taoist magical power, how can you defeat me!"
This cultivator has a head full of flying green hair and a neat green gown. The layers of clouds are surging around, constantly compressing Yan Dazhi's space for movement.
Yan Dazhi's expression remained unchanged, a jade-colored long sword was danced by him, and all the sword lights were blooming. However, under the strong blue wind, it was broken and withered one after another, just like the peach blossoms on the tree withered.
At this moment, a sword energy soaring into the sky burst out from Yan Dazhi's body, and the broken sword flowers that had been swept away by the strong wind were all attracted by the sword energy.
Viewed from the outside, within a hundred feet, the peach blossom-like sword light could be seen flying and circling upward around Yan Dazhi.
"Luoying Colorful Jade Sword Technique!"
I saw Yan Dazhi, with his natal jade sword in his body, soaring into the sky like a jade dragon.
The jade-colored sword flowers flying and spinning in the air withered, and turned into sword auras following closely behind.
The swords roared loudly, and thousands of sword lights fired in unison!
"boom!"
Using the jade-colored sword light as a guide, the torrent of sword energy formed by thousands of sword lights rushed straight away to disperse the thick and dense layers of Qingyun.
Because his life Qingyun was damaged, the green-shirted Taoist suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard, with strands of blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, his face full of disbelief.
I saw the sword light soaring into the sky without stopping, swooping down under the leadership of the jade sword, and directly drowning it.
In Lin County, a huge pillar of vitality shot into the sky and then collapsed, signifying the death of an ancestor in the Tao realm.
After the dust settled, Yan Dazhi smoothed his clothes that were wrinkled by the strong wind: "Who said I didn't condense my natal Taoist skills!"