"Boom~"

The cyan dragon and the green-brown fist collided together, bursting with intense light, and the two forces were all furious, and there was no pretense of hard collision, and then they dissipated together. The two figures rushed out from the aftermath of the colliding spiritual power, and collided directly in close proximity.

Xue Qinghan's body seems to be wrapped around the dragon, the fist intent flows, the fist is vigorous, every punch is blasted, the dragon groans, like a dragon probing its claws, wrapped in the most brutal and violent power. Moreover, in that violent force, there is a faint power of strangulation, and it has a more powerful penetrating power.

The tree man opposite Xue Qinghan was burly, and his fist was bigger than Xue Qinghan, although he didn't use any powerful magic spells, but every punch was powerful and heavy, coupled with the tree man's body comparable to divine iron, the attack was also violent. However, what surprised him a little was that with such a physical collision, he couldn't take advantage of the human flesh and blood that was lower than his own realm, and every punch of the other party, the violent power was not lost to him at all, and the strength of the physical body was evident.

Xue Qinghan threw out a punch again, smashing on the opponent's fist, and then twisted his waist, a force condensed from his waist upward, and his fist swirled slightly, and suddenly the power exploded again, making the tree man retreat slightly.

Xue Qinghan followed in one step, and as soon as his footsteps stepped on the ground, the sword shadow step left a phantom shadow and Xue Qinghan's figure rose in an instant, almost on par with the strong body of the Treant Clan. And behind him, the phantom left by Fang Cai's sword shadow step instantly returned to his body, and the momentum on Xue Qinghan's body suddenly became a little stronger.

The next moment, Xue Qinghan's five fingers became claws, and the dragon phantom behind him was consistent with his movements, facing the tree people in front of him, and the dragon claws flashed with a palpitating cold light.

And after the sturdy tree man failed to gain the upper hand in the first few collisions, the momentum of the late stage of the Dao God Realm on his body suddenly completely exploded, and a storm of spiritual power blew around his body, and the green light shone.

I saw that the treeman's legs were slightly bent, and the endless light converged on his right fist, facing the huge dragon claw print that fell from the sky in the face of Xue Qinghan, he raised his hand to blast the sky, and the fist instantly penetrated the space, colliding with the dragon's claw without avoidance. In an instant, he saw that the phantom of the dragon was shattered and dissipated, and his spiritual power was not comparable to Xue Qinghan who was lower than two small realms, after all, Xue Qinghan could not lose to him, but the body that had been reshaped by the blood of the gods, when the other party broke out with all his strength, it was still a loss after all.

The fist smashed the phantom of the dragon, and came straight towards Xue Qinghan, and the oncoming wind pressure made Xue Qinghan's long black and thick hair fly wantonly, and the starlight in his eyes added a bit of wildness.

The pupils of his eyes reflected the incomparable fist that ran through, and the brilliance of the stars in Xue Qinghan's eyes continued to flicker, and one by one the points of light wandered, as if the stars were moving, making Xue Qinghan's eyes full of a trace of strange and hazy mystery. And if you can look closely, you can find that the points of light in Xue Qinghan's eyes are actually mysterious runes, which are centered on fifty dao patterns, which are constantly evolving.

In Xue Qinghan's eyes, the shining dao patterns on the fist are clearly visible, and even the trajectory of its evolution can be vaguely captured, and the flow of spiritual power, its mysteries, are all reflected in Xue Qinghan's eyes.

Looking at the magnificent fist that came straight forward, a sharp qi condensed on Xue Qinghan's body, and the sword qi turned into a sword river and flowed around. The put away brother's tooth sword appeared in his hand, and the next moment, the endless sword qi gathered into the long sword, the long sword trembled, and the blood-colored spear lines on it exuded a cold murderous aura.

Xue Qinghan held the fierce tooth sword in his hand and pointed out, the breath on the sword almost disappeared, the sword qi was condensed, and the tip of the long sword lit up with a dazzling silver-white light, and the void sword intent was so rich that it seemed that all the light was condensed at that point.

The fierce tooth sword was pointed out, and it was pointed at a subtle position in the fist, and it was instantly pierced into it, and then the jealous condensed sword qi suddenly burst out, directly cutting off a Dao pattern contained in the fist, and the sword qi diffused.

The fist broke through the sky, and the power was amazing At this time, it was a slight pause, and then the light from the fist spread out in all directions, and it exploded in an instant, and the terrifying spiritual power raged. Xue Qinghan faced the aftermath of the ravages after the fist exploded, but he did not retreat, he rushed directly into it, his fingers flew over, condensed into a seal, and the spiritual power of his whole body was poured into it, and even the spiritual power of the protective body was not left, allowing the raging spiritual power to leave blood marks on the body.

Although Xue Qinghan used his pupil technique to deduce the flow trajectory of the Dao pattern in his fist, and attacked his weak point with the ultimate void sword qi and caused his fist to collapse, his current situation was not as easy as it seemed on the surface. Deduction is extremely expensive for people's souls, and he instantly improves his ability to derive to the extreme, so that he can see the opponent's attack in such a short moment, and thanks to the divine power of the Tree Human Race, it is not very profound. Even so, there was still a slight feeling of fatigue in Xue Qinghan's soul.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" The strong man of the Treant Clan watched his fist swallow Xue Qinghan into it, and coldly spat out a sound. Being hit by his full force, how could a cultivator in the early stage of the Dao God Realm be able to resist it? In his opinion, if this blow continues, Xue Qinghan will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

The strong man was about to turn his head to deal with the other people, but he suddenly turned around, looking at the aftermath of the piercing fist, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes were a little surprised.

Suddenly, the tree man's face changed greatly, and his hands directly turned into vines, and the vines grew rapidly, coiled, and instantly turned into a rattan shield the size of a zhang in front of him.

And at the moment when the rattan shield was formed, I saw a blood-colored light piercing the rattan shield with lightning speed, and the hastily formed rattan shield only resisted a little for a moment, and then an extremely sharp hole pierced, and a wisp of calm breath permeated the body.

At this time, Xue Qinghan's white clothes were torn, stained with dots of blood, and his long hair was messy. However, those eyes were so bright, calm, and even indifferent, without a trace of emotional fluctuations.

In Xue Qinghan's hand, a demonic spear was condensed with blood, showing a striking scarlet color, and wisps of blood were faintly visible flowing in it, with a strong smell of blood. On the spear, strange lines that are also bright red wriggle like small snakes, and mysterious runes are engraved on the spear.

The runes rise and fall, connecting into a chapter of Taoism, forming a chain of order gods, exuding a rich and incomparably murderous aura, eroding people's souls.

The blood-colored Zhuxian spear was filled with an indestructible sharp aura, the blood light was shining, and the murderous aura seemed to want to pierce the heavens and kill the immortals and demons in the sky. At this time, the blood-colored spear tip directly pierced through the shield turned into vines and pierced into the chest of the strong man in the treeman, and the endless sharp aura on the Zhuxian spear exploded in the treeman's body, destroying everything, wanting to directly extinguish its vitality.

Moreover, immediately after the sharp aura of the Zhuxian Spear, a divine chain spirit snake made of red flames was wrapped around the Zhuxian Spear and pierced into the body of the tree man, directly igniting his divine soul, and wanted to kill his divine soul directly.

The strong man lowered his head slightly and looked at the blood-colored spear that passed through his heart, wisps of green blood dripped down from the corners of his mouth, and his body was covered with a faint layer of fire, but there was no trace of scorching on his body. But the soul burned violently in an instant, like being in a sea of fire, it could turn into ashes at any time, and the feeling of pain transmitted from the depths of the soul, making the strong man's body tremble slightly.

The strong man raised his head again, looking at the young man standing in front of him with a bit of a blank look, with deep fear in his eyes, and the vitality in his body was rapidly dissipating.

But no matter how he used his strength, the murderous aura and sharp aura on the spear were still raging in his body, and the red flame above the divine soul seemed to be the nemesis of the divine soul's power, becoming more and more vigorous.

The strong man of the tree man felt the vitality in his body that quickly dissipated, and his eyes full of fear flashed boundless hatred, and his eyes became crazy and ruthless in an instant, regardless of the spear inserted in his chest, the vine on one arm was broken without hesitation, and then an arm grew again, and it was a punch at Xue Qinghan's head.

Xue Qinghan's face was slightly pale, his breath was a little unstable, and when he saw the fist that came from the explosion, his palm directly released the blood-fired Immortal Spear, and his body jumped backwards, avoiding the dying fist.

Moreover, while jumping backwards, Xue Qinghan's body was kicked on the tail of the blood-colored spear in mid-air. A huge force erupted in an instant, and the spear pierced further through the strong man's body, flying backwards with his body, and sticking into the ground a few feet away. The spear trembled, as if it was roaring with joy from drinking blood, and the body hanging on the spear was rapidly dying.

In a moment, the spear condensed by Xue Qinghan's blood dissipated, turning into a pool of blood and scattering, while the sturdy figure of the Z Tree Human Race lay motionless on the ground, and its soul was incinerated and turned into a corpse that gradually became cold.

At the same time that Xue Qinghan killed the strong man of the tree man, the battle also ended next to him, Luo Shuang's white dress fluttered, different from Xue Qinghan's embarrassed appearance, Luo Shuang's body was still spotless. And her opponent, the old man of the treeman, was lying in the ravine below with no breath at all. The ravine showed a huge sword mark, the sword qi was raging, the sword intent was pervasive, and the lines were rapidly dissipating to see.

Xue Qinghan glanced at it a little Tsk, the death of the old tree man was much more miserable, almost without a whole body, in contrast, Xue Qinghan felt that he had to be too merciful, so he left a whole corpse for the other party, didn't he?

The cultivation of the old man of the tree man was only a trace higher than Luo Shuang, and in the face of Luo Shuang, he was almost completely tortured and killed.