C155 Compulsory questioning
C155 Compulsory questioning
Yang Junshan sneered, and his aura suddenly disappeared. His spiritual awareness had been compressed by a secret technique, so even cultivators of the same level would find it hard to detect him if they were within close proximity. As for Wu Shuo, his cultivation method was very different from this world.
Just then, the ground beneath the largest pomegranate tree in the center of the pomegranate forest suddenly rose up by itself. Yang Junxin stepped out of the cave, bringing with him a dense mass of spirit energy.
"Who's fighting there, could it be someone from the Earth Stone Village again? Not good, Second Brother alone is not a match for them! " Yang Junxin ran out of the forest.
"Oh, so it is here. The Soul Sealing Symbol is here. No wonder I didn't sense where this spirit source was earlier. I thought I had found the wrong place!" A voice suddenly sounded from the pomegranate forest.
"Who is it!" Yang Junxin snapped. This little girl wasn't afraid.
"Such a pretty girl. You must be Yang Tian's daughter, right? Since we already know where the Spiritual Source is, why don't you come with me!" The voice giggled, its tone filled with malice.
Yang Junxin followed the sound and tried to find the source of the voice. However, after circling the pomegranate forest a few times, no one realized that she was just a ten-year old girl. Her expression finally revealed her fear.
At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew from behind her. Yang Junxin suddenly turned around and saw a skinny, thirty-something year old male cultivator standing behind her. She had a wretched look on her face as she looked at this little girl.
"Who are you? "My father is a third level Martial Disciple expert from the main village of the Tuqiu Village. He has already received the news and is currently rushing towards the Western Mountain. If you're a bad person, you'd better quickly leave, otherwise my father will definitely break your legs." Yang Junxin was scared, but still managed to speak smoothly.
The wretched man saw the girl in front of him stare at him with wide eyes and felt a tinge of affection in his heart: "The little girl isn't telling a good lie. Although your father is powerful, I would naturally back off if he were here. But, hehe, little girl, you should sleep for a while. You won't know anything once you wake up."
Yang Junxin didn't even have the time to notice the man before her. A withered hand was already stretched above her head. She felt a sudden sense of drowsiness, as if she wanted to fall asleep on the floor.
However, Yang Junxin's eyes had already blurred for a moment. It was as if she suddenly noticed something strange. She looked behind the skinny man and shouted, "Big brother!"
When the skinny man heard this, he was stunned before saying, "This girl's willpower is so tenacious. Quickly go to sleep, go to sleep …"
"If I were you, I would cut off my own palm right now!"
A faint voice was suddenly heard from behind the skinny man. The skinny man was alarmed as he saw someone had sneaked behind him. He didn't even know that someone was doing it. Suddenly, a wave of cold air flowed from the bottom of his feet all the way to his head.
The man didn't want to turn around nor flee, but to press his palm down on Yang Junxin's head. He knew that the person who could sneak up on him was not someone he could fight against, and the person who came to protect him from escaping. His only chance of survival right now was with the little girl in front of him.
However, before he could press his palm down, a bright yellow light suddenly swept through his body. The shriveled cultivator felt that the spirit energy in his body had also been swept away by this light.
At the same time, with a muffled rumble, the dried up cultivator suddenly disappeared from his feet. Just as he was about to fall down, he felt that something was wrong and forcefully urged his spirit energy to save himself, but then he heard a muffled boom and an intense pain immediately came from his legs.
"Ahh!"
The expressions of the cultivators on the other side of the village suddenly changed, they turned around to flee, while the others were at a loss as to what to do, while Su Baozhang was the first to react. He took the opportunity to take down the two cultivators that surrounded him, then leaped forward and used an earth-shattering technique to slow down the few cultivators who were eyeing him.
After being blocked by Su Bao Zhang, the few cultivators from the Earth Village immediately revealed panicked expressions. They all took action at the same time as five or six spells were shot towards Su Bao Zhang.
Even with Su Bao Zhang's peak Mortal Realm cultivation, he could only deal with two or three of them. At this moment, five or six of them had attacked him at the same time, and even he could only temporarily avoid them. However, if he retreated, then he would open up a path for them.
Su Bao Zhang hardened his heart as he secretly took the attacks of these six people. Even if he had to risk his life to block these people even though he was severely injured. The earlier miserable scream from the forest clearly showed that there was someone else hiding within the pomegranate forest.
They were able to precisely grasp the timing of Yang Junping and his sister's stay in the pomegranate forest. Apart from the people who had shown off their prowess on the surface, there were also others who sneaked in secretly. Apparently, they didn't just want to find and seize the spiritual source, they were also targeting Yang Junxin.
Hijacking? Were these people trying to kidnap Yang Junxin and then beat the crap out of them?
Those people hurriedly ran. It was clear that they were in a hurry to escape after losing their lives. They had to stop them!
Su Bao Zhang circulated the spiritual energy in his body, and the spiritual energy that he had spent a great deal of effort to condense into his Immortal Foundation surged forth. Su Bao Zhang circulated the spiritual energy in his body, and the spiritual energy that he spent a great deal of effort to condense within his Immortal Foundation surged out.
At the same time, Su Bao Zhang forcefully cast three spells. Even though he had quite a bit of experience, he still used up all the spirit energy that he had accumulated for a long time. Although he blocked the four techniques, his internal organs were injured by the rebound of the technique.
One of them condensed into a green wooden spear and pierced towards Su Bao Zhang's throat while the other transformed into an ice spike in mid air and struck towards Su Bao Zhang's chest. At this time, Su Bao Zhang was already at the end of his strength, it was already too late for him to block these two attacks.
Just as Su Bao Zhang was about to be hit by two spells, a large hand suddenly appeared in front of him. The hand casually slapped forward and the two techniques that could pierce through gold and shatter stones were easily blown apart in midair.
Su Bao Zhang almost escaped death. In the blink of an eye, he looked towards the owner of the big hand and saw that the person who saved him was tall and sturdy. It was Wu Shuo who he had seen before.
Su Bao Zhang blinked in disbelief. Only now did he realize that the man Yang Junshan had found outside was actually this powerful.
Even though Yang Junshan had introduced Wu Shuo to the crowd, he had never mentioned that Wu Shuo was from the Shaman Tribe, much less that Wu Shuo had strength comparable to a Fighter.
Not to mention Su Bao Zhang, even the six young men from Stone Village who were about to escape were stunned. Using their bare hands to dispel two spells, the person in front of them was a Martial Disciple. How could they fight back?
No matter how similar they were in their hearts, Wu Shuo stepped forward and allowed them to dodge or even try to cast a spell to block him. Immediately, he slapped them to the ground with his palm, causing half of their faces to swell up and turn around twice before fainting on the ground.
At this moment, Yang Junshan had already woken up the drowsy Yang Junxin, and told her to go out and help Yang Junping. This little girl immediately became excited, because there was Wu Shuo helping his clean up the mess outside, Yang Junshan naturally didn't have to worry about his safety, since most people would have already rushed to the streets when she went out. Yang Junshan just didn't want to let this little sister see what he was going to do next.
"Then, who are you?"
Yang Junshan looked at the withered cultivator before him indifferently. His legs were stuck in the ground after they were broken, and his legs were already broken into seven or eight pieces by Yang Junshan's Ground Spirit Art.
I am a villager from the Earth Stone Village, but I have just entered the Martial Disciple Realm, so I wanted to come to this pomegranate forest and forget about it. You brat, you actually dared to be so ruthless.
The pain from both his legs breaking caused the withered cultivator to have no choice but to shout out loud in order to alleviate the pain, "This matter isn't over yet. Our village is currently guarded by a deputy, and vice head Shi will definitely demand justice from Yang Tian. If you know what's good for you, quickly let me go.
Yang Junshan smirked, "You sound pretty smooth with your words. Have you practiced for a long time?"
"Seven Jin of Ox" feigned ignorance as he said, "Brat, I don't know what you're talking about. In short, you've stirred up a great disaster. Vice Commander Shi will definitely not let you off."
Yang Junshan picked up one of Ox-Head's palms, pressed his pinky on the ground, and took out an iron ingot from his storage bag. Then, he smashed on it with all his might.
Pa ji! The little finger of "Niu Qijin" turned into a pile of meat paste, even the bones were smashed into pulp.
"AHH!". H@@
Yang Junshan looked at his other arm coldly and said, "You still have nine fingers!"
"I will speak, I will speak," the dried up cultivator cried out as he sobbed, "I am a member of the Xiong Family. My name is Xiong Pi, I am the search spirit master of the Xiong Family …"