The spell fire meteor that Xuanming, a disciple of the Qionghua faction, had been preparing for a long time, and it was really much stronger than the thunder that was booming, and the ancient war tree that was drenched in its head, the wet branches were also on fire, and a lot of smoke came out of the canopy.

However, the ancient tree of war is not without countermeasures, and can only watch itself being burned to ashes. Its thick trunk lit up with a rich green light, which quickly spread throughout its body, extinguishing the flames, and the leaves and branches that had been burned off before regrow.

Jiang Yiming smiled proudly: "Hmph, the War Ancient Tree is not comparable to ordinary tree people, you can come down for me!" ”

Boom, boom! Two large pieces of masonry glue collided with the red sword light at Xuan Ming's feet, directly shaking him off after consuming a lot of mana, and falling to the ground.

"No, Chixiao Sword come down for me!" Xuan Ming's complexion changed greatly, if he fell from a height of fifty or sixty meters, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, and hurriedly summoned his flying sword.

The true form of the Chixiao Sword was just over a meter long, but the illusionary sword light was as large as a door panel, which could easily allow a person to stand on it. After receiving the call of his master, he came to Xuanming's feet with a whoosh and picked him up again.

When Jiang Yiming saw this, he was a little blushing at the flying sword, and he secretly made up his mind to grab it, regardless of whether he could use it or not.

Xuan Ming fell like this, although he did not fall to the ground, but now he is only more than twenty meters from the ground, almost level with the crown of the ancient war tree.

Boom! The two ancient war trees stretched out their giant hands, and the four big palms turned into a prison, covering Xuan Ming and the Chixiao Sword under his feet.

"Ah, Immortal Chang lost?"

"Our king is even more powerful than the immortal chief!"

The soldiers who were kneeling down before opened their mouths wide one by one, and they were all a little incredulous, the legendary immortal chief who was invincible in the world and killed demons everywhere was actually trapped by two "tree demons"! Looking at Jiang Yiming, his eyes were full of awe.

However, Jiang Yiming didn't notice the change in the attitude of these soldiers, and quickly ran towards Xuan Ming, who was temporarily trapped, he knew that the ancient tree of war could not trap the enemy for too long, and he had to use all the killing moves that could determine the outcome of the battle.

Poof, poof! The giant hand of the Ancient Tree of War, which was made of branches, was constantly thinning, because every moment a large number of branches were cut off by Xuan Ming in the prison.

"Such a little trick can't trap me at all! When I go out, I will definitely report you demons to the master, and let the brothers destroy you! Hyun Ming's resentful voice came outside through the branches.

Jiang Yiming had already come to the bottom of the prison that was about to fall apart at this time, and after standing for a while, his body was covered with a layer of branches and leaves, and there was already a gap on the wall of the prison about the size of a human head.

"But you don't have that possibility anymore!" Before he could finish speaking, he cast three plant parasitic spells at the prison in a row. A large number of parasitic spores, which were so small that they could not be seen by the naked eye, poured into Xuan Ming one after another, and began to drill into his pores.

Whew, Jiang Yiming was only slightly relieved until this time. If this Qionghua Sect disciple hadn't been trapped, the airborne spores wouldn't have been able to catch up with the flying sword flying at high speed, and he wouldn't have had a chance to use it.

"What did you do? Why didn't the healing techniques I learned work! Ahh From the branch prison came the mournful screams of Xuan Ming.

Boom! A corpse wrapped in green plants fell, and by the way, there was a converging sword light, revealing its true body of the Red Sky Flying Sword inserted into the soil. It looked like an ordinary cold sword, perhaps this was a divine obscurity.

It was only at this time that Jiang Yiming's breath in his heart relaxed a little, and he finally killed this Qionghua Sect disciple who was stepping on a flying sword. This person's own combat power is actually stronger than that of a senior adventurer, but he can't stand it and can fly, so it's really difficult to deal with.

It's just that the look on his face is not too excited, because the Qionghua faction is not only this person, but also a lot of senior brothers and masters, and he feels a headache when he thinks about it a little. The farthest attack distance of this skill is only a few tens of meters, and it is difficult to be effective if the enemy is guarded against.

Putting the question aside, he pulled the Flying Sword from the ground and put it in front of his eyes to observe it carefully.

I saw that the sword body was as cold and shining as autumn water, and there were extremely fine red veins, like human meridians. The hilt of the sword in the hand is not as cold as an ordinary long sword, but it feels very comfortable.

Jiang Yiming casually slashed his sword at the root of one of the calves of the ancient tree of war, and cut it off like butter, feeling no resistance.

"It's just that what I want is not its sharp characteristics, but I want to fly with the sword light like the dead ghost just now!"

He had already tried to input the power of nature in his body into the Flying Sword, but it didn't work. After that, he held his breath and came to Xuan Ming's corpse, pulled a few times on the bone shelf, and got three small books, one of which had "Essence of Edgeworth" written on the cover.

Jiang Yiming was immediately overjoyed and immediately looked at it. After reading it, he found that the sword needed the mana cultivated by the Qionghua faction, but of course he wouldn't change the above exercises, he just wanted to know how to manipulate the flying sword.

It turned out that he had the power of nature, and he couldn't manipulate the method, of course, he couldn't drive the flying sword, but after knowing the method, he changed the way the power of nature input a little, and it worked. It's like an internal combustion engine, and although it doesn't work as well as it used to when you change gasoline to diesel, it barely works.

A steady stream of natural power was fed into the Red Sky Flying Sword, and the entire sword body more than one meter long emitted a green sword light. Then he floated up from his hand and floated in the air more than half a meter above the ground, and at this time the sword light was as wide as a door panel.

He can sense the Flying Sword and control it to move forward and backward and turn left and right with almost no delay, just as convenient and flexible as manipulating a drone.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yiming stepped on the green sword light excitedly, and at this time, it was only half a meter above the ground, and it felt like standing on the ground. After more than ten seconds, after the agitation in his heart calmed down a little, he urged the sword light to rise to a height of ten meters.

"It feels like it's going to fall at any moment!" Although the sword light under his feet is as big as a door panel, and three people can stand up by squeezing it, but without handrails and seat belts, the heart is always tense and difficult to relax.

He was about to urge the sword light to move forward slowly, when the sword light under his feet split into two palm-wide green bands of light, tying the two calves tightly.

"Haha, that kid didn't look like he had an iron gall before, so I said it couldn't be without protection!"

With the two light bands on his calves, Jiang Yiming finally didn't worry about falling, and urged the sword light to rise to a height of twenty meters, and flew towards the county seat. (To be continued.) )