Wednesday almost instinctively used the butterfly step, and even rolled and crawled out, but unfortunately Wednesday still underestimated the strength of the millennium dryad, although he dodged this punch, but the energy brought by this punch still blew Wednesday into a mess, and Wednesday felt that his sinus heart rhythm was blown out of order.

Damn, how do you feel that you are being abused? Little Grass Girl said that she is up to the point, she can't say it to the deadly stump in front of her, right?

Boom......

The sound of the stump running frantically irritated Wednesday's eardrums.

The millennium dryad was getting closer, and on Wednesday you could even feel the wind blowing in your face.

Die, die, uncle.

At the critical moment, Wednesday finally showed his true colors.

The aura in the dantian was running wildly, and the violent power instantly filled his legs.

Closer, closer, closer!

Call......

The car's big fist slammed down again.

The fist in Wednesday's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and Wednesday could already smell the trees in the fist.

His eyes were fixed on the fist that had fallen, and Wednesday's legs slowly crouched down as if they couldn't bear the huge pressure.

He......

Xiaocao, who was not far away, watched Wednesday's movements, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Could it be that you can't bear the pressure?" thought to Xiaocao.

Boom!

Grass clippings and dirt fluttered, and the thousand-year-old dryad's fist slowly lifted from the ground, but there was no shadow of Wednesday in the large pit below the fist.

Jack Drop!

A broken cry came from the head of the thousand-year-old dryad, and Wednesday's body stepped fiercely on the head of the dryad with the strength of Qianjun, of course, if the plain section of the dryad was a head.

The Dryad's movements were slow, and before he closed his fist to defend, his own kick was enough to step on the Dryad's head, and his own kick should be enough for the Dryad to drink a pot, right? Wednesday quickly calculated in his heart, and even his mouth showed a treacherous smile, after all, for this attack, he was desperate to accidentally get the life of the Dryad's old fist.

Crackling......

The crisp voice sounded, and Wednesday felt like his back was being swept over by a high-speed car, hot, sour, and numb, and a thousand tastes instantly squeezed into his nerves from his back, and he wanted to cry on Wednesday.

The body slammed heavily on the soft ground, and slid out of the turf for more than ten meters before stopping.

What the hell is this?, Wednesday stared at the few soft but definitely not thin branches that suddenly appeared on the head of the dryad.

"Trees, there should always be branches. The voice of the grass came from not far away, accompanied by a crisp laugh.

"Oh, yes, and roots. Xiaocao added with his palm over his mouth.

Roots?

Depend on!

Wednesday only had time to think of the roots, and his legs were bound by a thick root that suddenly appeared on the ground, and looking at the posture, the roots wanted to tie themselves up.

God knows what would happen if you were completely tied up, tied to a tree and beaten up?

Crash!

There was an angry shout in his head, the aura was running, and the violent power filled his legs again.

Open!

With a shout of rage on Wednesday, the roots of the tree that bound his legs were finally broken by himself, and he escaped from them.

Roar!

It seemed that because of Wednesday's escape, or because of the breaking of his own roots, the thousand-year-old dryad let out a dull roar, and more roots broke out of Wednesday's body, crawling quickly on the ground, like a poisonous snake that chooses to devour people.

Jumping out? Wednesday's first thought, but when he looked up and saw a few flying branches on the head of the Millennium Dryad, Wednesday directly gave up this plan.

There is no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth? How can this grandson use so many means? This is because he wants this little life of Lao Tzu.

Wednesday's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

Wednesday glanced at the direction of the dryad, roughly chose a direction with fewer roots, and pounced.

Get out of the way for Lao Tzu!

Wednesday roared in his mouth, the aura ran wildly in the meridians of the whole body, and the whole person rushed out like a bull with his head covered by a red cloth, and the roots of the trees along the way were even more messy by this wild bull.

Roar!

As if in response to Wednesday's arrogance, the dryad more than ten meters away also erupted into a roar, and the roots of the tree rushed out even more frantically, and the branches that were flying casually on their heads were also pumped towards Wednesday with a sharp sonic boom under the trend of the thousand-year-old dryad.

More than ten meters, for an eightfold monk like Wednesday, is a casual step away, but in Wednesday's eyes now, it is as insurmountable as a moat.

Ahh......h

Wednesday roared wildly, the violent power blasted into the surroundings messily, and Wednesday's eyes became more and more red.

At this time, Wednesday had only one thought, even if it was hanging here, Lao Tzu would punch or kick the half-piece of wood stake in front of him.

The aura worked like a dam to discharge a flood, pouring into the meridians without spending money, and then it was released by Wednesday madly.

Ten meters!

On Wednesday, more and more roots were encountered.

Nine meters!

The roots of the trees in the distance had also gathered.

Eight meters!

A clear sonic boom was already ringing overhead, and Wednesday looked up, and the dancing branches were already pumping towards him.

Get out! Get out!

Wednesday responded with an equally brutal and unreasonable attack, and the roots of the tree wrapped around his legs, and he was directly shattered with the force of collapse. The branches that kept beating themselves were blasted open with their fists, and those that missed were carried down. At this time, Wednesday looked like a madman, with red eyes and a violent attack. The clothes specially made by the center on his body had already become rags under the violent attack, and they were barely hanging on his body.

Four meters!

Wednesday was already able to clearly see the texture on the dryad's body.

One more step forward, one step was enough, and there was only a bit of green left in Wednesday's red eyes, and that was the position he had chosen, just a random bit of the huge mountain of Dryad.

Yes!

With his right leg out, Wednesday finally took the final step.

At this time, on Wednesday, in Xiaocao's eyes, the roots and branches were wrapped like the zongzi eaten during the Dragon Boat Festival, and there was no shadow at all, and there were all the roots writhing wildly and the branches that kept pulling out and retracting.

Xiaocao's eyes widened, and she even doubted that Wednesday would be able to break out of the encirclement in front of her, let alone do any damage to the dryad.

"Did you choose the wrong person?" Xiaocao frowned slightly, looking at the figure that was wrapped into zongzi, he ranked first among the nine spirit objects, but his strength was not as ordinary people imagined, he was a cannon fodder-like existence, on the contrary, his strength was also the top three existence among the nine spirit objects, and for the nine spirit objects, he was more like a guardian of the gate.

When the roar came, Xiao Cao's slightly suspicious eyes suddenly became clear.

Does he still have the strength to erupt?

Rumble!

The zongzi burst open like a watermelon falling from a height, and the broken branches flew around with the sound of breaking the air.

A ragged figure rushed out of the zongzi, and the left fist slowly but steadily blasted out as if it was carrying a thousand heavy burdens.

Punch the world!Wednesday's head roared with all his strength.

Boom!

A clear, short voice rang out, and Wednesday punched the dryad in its chosen position.

"Not bad. The corners of Xiaocao's mouth pulled out a smile, and he exhaled lightly, although reluctantly, but at least he met his requirements.

Rumble!

Another loud bang rang out, but the location was behind the Millennium Dryad.

No! Kokusa's original flat smile was instantly replaced by a face full of surprise.

The two figures that had rushed together separated instantly.

Wednesday's body was swept out by the roots of the dryad, and the heavy mountain of the dryad kicked back a few steps strangely, and the huge body plowed a deep ravine in the soft earth, and on the back of the huge body, a piece of green shot out with the retreat of the body.