On the Jianfeng Mountain Road, a man and a woman held each other's hands and slowly walked towards the peak. For the control of the use of plants, Yang Ze can be said to have reached the point of perfection.

The arm conjured up from the vine that had just been used to sneak up on the back was one of the masterpieces. The two hearts, which had lost their blood color and showed dark red spots, were hung on the vines in the middle of the road, and the corpses on the ground were also restrained in mid-air, looking very hideous.

Yang Ze was still swaying handfuls of pumpkin seeds into the air. As soon as the seeds hit the ground, they quickly take root and sprout, and grow rapidly in all directions.

Almost every vine quickly absorbs the water from the soil and uses it as a nutrient for growth. Due to the rapid loss of water and nutrients on the surface, the surrounding vegetation also withers quickly.

The tall and lush trees soon began to lose their leaves and dry up, and their trunks became very dry.

The remaining Sword Pavilion disciples on the peak had already realized that the person who came was the main target they were looking for revenge during this time, and as early as when Yang Ze killed two Foundation Building Stage disciples at the same time, the news had already reached the ears of Qin Batian, who was thousands of miles away, through the emergency communication jade rune.

"Haha, it's true that there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to break into!

The Ten Elders led half of the men and horses to quickly return to the sect, but be sure to leave me alive and wait for my son to slowly concoct it!"

The stronghold of the Sword Pavilion a hundred miles away from Baicao Mountain, Qin Batian quickly made adjustments after learning of the sect's summons. The Divine Medicine Pavilion can come back to fiddle with it in a few days at night, and it is impossible for Yang Ze to let Qin Batian run away again this time!

Yang Ze still threw the pumpkin seeds as before, and now since the foot of the mountain, a quarter of the plants have lost their nutrients and turned yellow, which means that the pumpkin vines have covered a quarter of the area of Sword Peak.

A pumpkin was thrown far into the sky, and then the shell of the pumpkin quickly cracked, and a large number of seeds inside were carried everywhere by the mountain wind. This is much faster than just planting a handful of seeds.

Qin Batian let the chickens and dogs under the mountain of Qinglongzhai not stay, so Yang Ze will let not a single grass grow on this sword peak. As the pumpkins are thrown in different directions, the seeds fall to the ground and bear fruit again, and then the seeds are scattered.

The aura on the Sword Peak is very rich, which can be seen in the rapid growth of the vines. And this is also thanks to the small seedling on Yang Zemei's heart, transforming these seeds will consume a lot of divine sense.

And the latest order that those Sword Pavilion disciples at the peak got was to do everything possible to hold Yang Ze back and wait for the follow-up supporters. Seeing that Yang Ze was constantly throwing something, they were also happy because it did not cause substantial damage.

The reason is that the methods used by Yang Ze to kill the three people under the mountain just now were too weird and cruel, so he let Yang Ze toss without escaping. It was such a turtle shrinking strategy that made the later Qin Batian almost vomit blood.

"Since you don't come out to obstruct it, then Lao Tzu will add another big dish to you. ”

Yang Ze simply stopped, he concentrated on controlling those golden beetles that had already multiplied to a terrifying number to selectively change the topography of the peak.

A large irregular rock slowly turns into a geometric shape after being coated with a layer of gold. And one mountain wall has been gnawed by golden beetles.

One of the four corners of a small pavilion has been gnawed off, while the other three have become very rounded, almost a perfect sphere.

The stream at the source of the Sword Peak was inexplicably diverted, and if you look down from the sky, you can see that this water flow surrounds the Sword Peak to form the shape of a six-pointed star. And in the middle is the entire complex of the Sword Pavilion.

"Trapped Formation", this is the first formation that Yang Ze has comprehended after studying the book of mathematics, physics and chemistry in the sea of qi for so long, combining several principles of three-dimensional geometric symmetry and physics.

To put it bluntly, it is the same feng shui that earthlings say. In the final analysis, this dilemma is to combine the energy between heaven and earth at a certain point by changing certain geomorphological features, and then combining it at a certain point by means of refraction, convergence, focusing, etc.

This is the first real meaning of the formation in Yang Ze's life, and it is a purposeful formation that knows the specific purpose.

"The big and small turtles of the Sword Pavilion, let you pay for your blood debts today, your grandfather Yang Ze has always had a grudge and will take revenge immediately!"

His voice spread throughout the mountain through several huge horns, and above Sword Peak, ninety percent of the surface was covered with vines at this time. It's not that Yang Ze doesn't want to attack, but he is waiting, waiting for those who rush to send people to their heads after getting the news.

Scrapping such a big battle to deal with those rookies guarding the door, it would be too underestimated to underestimate Yang Ze.

"Boom...... Rumble......"

A violent collapse sound came from the top of Sword Peak, and the buildings that had stood for thousands of years were reduced to nothing under Yang Ze's order. As the broken eaves and tiles on the ground continued to erode, those disciples were really panicked this time.

This is no longer a question of whether Yang Ze can be retained, this housekeeper even has a house, and it is a real strange thing that the sect master does not come back and does not peel off these people.

"This ...... What's going on? What can I do?"

A group of junior disciples in the foundation building period were like being burned by fire, and they were jumping around the senior brother who had attained the Great Perfection of the Dan. This time, everyone is the six gods and has no master, and who can come up with an idea.

Thousands of years of foundation, generations of suzerains continue to expand and build to have today's scale, this every brick and tile is equivalent to a magic weapon, but such a palace piled up with magic weapons in an instant disappeared for no reason. This made everyone present unable to comprehend it with all their brains.

After all the ruins were gone, countless green shoots began to emerge from the ground. These shoots began to grow explosively the moment they broke the ground.

In less than half an hour, these vines were already more than ten meters high, and no matter how the disciples of the Sword Pavilion swung their swords and slashed, the speed at which those vines grew was far faster than the speed of destruction.

"Little turtles, come on, work harder! If you don't go any faster, you won't be able to run away. ”

On the remaining small pavilion, Yang Ze stood on it and watched playfully at the thirty or so people below in a panic, constantly cutting down the vines that were close to him.

"Use fire! Brothers, follow me to fight a bloody path!"

The disciple of the Great Perfection of the Formation Dan slashed at the intertwined vines on his head with a few sword rays with fire attributes, and at this time, the people who had lost their courage did not think about the real confrontation at all.

From the very beginning, they were frightened by Yang Ze's methods, if these people could work together to see the situation clearly, then it would be enough for Yang Ze to drink a pot with more enemies and fewer enemies.

As the sword light opened the way up, the sword rays of the disciples in the foundation building period behind also followed.

At this time, the outside was already surrounded by the trapped formation laid by Yang Zebu, and the disciple of the Dan Stage at the front was suddenly blocked back by the formation barrier. And the other foundation building periods who only cared about escaping for their lives also fell from mid-air like flies hitting glass.

At this moment, the tails of the vines below all conjured up a flying knife and threw it at those Sword Pavilion disciples in mid-air.

Poof...... Poof......

The sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh was endless, and everyone had at least a dozen flying knives stuck in their bodies. If this can survive, then it will be really against the sky.

Sometimes the simplest trap is the most effective, and where is the strategy of circumference and lack of one is understandable to people in this other world.

To use these vines to deal with so many people at once, even if Yang Ze can really win in the end, it will be a tragic victory. And using a large number of vines to intimidate, and then deliberately leaving a weak place in the air to give them hope of breaking through and surviving, then these Sword Pavilion disciples would definitely flee quickly and desperately.

Crashing into a transparent wall of gas as hard as iron at the speed of running for your life is of course self-evident.

Dealing with more than thirty lively Sword Pavilion disciples may have to take a lot of trouble, but dealing with more than thirty Sword Pavilion disciples who have fainted is as simple as pinching an ant to death.

In the second half of this lore scene, the ten elders of the Sword Pavilion who rushed over saw it clearly.

"How daring!"

Under the command of the Great Elder, thousands of disciples swarmed up and surrounded the place where Yang Ze was standing. Even in mid-air, it was a magic weapon flying wildly, completely blocking all his retreats.

"Little thief Yang Ze, look where you can hide this time!"

The Ten Elders suspended in mid-air were each with a team of disciples, all with expressions of victory on their faces, as if they thought that Yang Ze was like a turtle in an urn at this time.

"Qin Batian killed my family and captured my brother. Today I have come to take revenge. Since I'm here for revenge, do you think I'll still run?"

What they didn't notice at this time was that this Yang Ze had been standing on that pavilion from the beginning, and he hadn't moved half a step. Even in the face of more than 1,000 people, the emotion on his face was still very wooden, and even when he just spoke, the muscles around his mouth did not move.

"Actually, I don't know something, I want to find out before you start today......

Yang Zeyang said a lot of nonsense without nutrition, and everyone present at this time couldn't help but want to do something to it when they saw that a good sect was destroyed like this, and the three elders who were more careful at this moment also found that something seemed to be wrong.

They suddenly discovered that all the emerald green vines in the entire Sword Peak had turned dry and yellow in a very short period of time. And Yang Ze in the middle said such a big call, as if he was delaying time.

"Oh no, get back! here's a trap ......."

Before the words could be spoken, the three elders had already swept out of the sky. After waiting for the others, Jue hurriedly sacrificed the flying magic weapon and fled upward.

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

The three elders were the first to be bounced back by the formation wall, and the disciples who followed couldn't stop it, and many of them crashed into the trapped formation.

"Sizzle...... Sizzle...... Sizzle...... Sizzle"

The friction between the vines produced wisps of light smoke in a short time, and then the flames burst into flames in an instant. Such a scene is happening everywhere in this Sword Peak.

Pumpkin withered vines dozens of meters high, plus trees and flowers that were already dry. The mountain fire broke out, blew and decayed, and burned all things.

Trapped by the array, Xu couldn't go in or out, and it was precisely the Ten Elders of the Sword Pavilion who came thousands of miles to send people to the head who really became the turtle in the urn......