"It turned out to be from the Gao family, no wonder he was so confident," Xie Cheng said as he coughed, looking like he was seriously ill.

"It seems that you are not here to send money," Leng Yan didn't bother to explain what his relationship with the Gao family was, he only cared about who could compensate Yao Fatzi for his losses now.

Xie Cheng sensed the strong killing intent on Leng Yan's body, and launched an attack first.

The ground began to shake violently, countless cracks appeared out of thin air, and arm-thick vines stretched out of the ground, and the vines also carried countless spikes, spinning like maces and smashing towards the place where Leng Yan was.

Leng Yan stood motionless, his arm was suddenly covered with a layer of blue flames, and he directly reached out and grabbed the vine that smashed over.

The spikes on the vines had shrunk from the heat of the flames before Leng Yan's palms could get closer. The originally green vines also showed large black traces, and they were completely curled up in Leng Yan's hands, and the vines that were originally arm thick seemed to have been steamed away with all the water, and in his hands they turned into black rattans as thick as fingers, losing all their vitality.

"Blue flames?" Xie Cheng's eyes widened incredulously, staring at Leng Yan's arm tightly.

There is no shortage of excellent fire-type people in the Xie family, but their flames are all dazzling red without exception, and this is the first time he has seen blue flames. He didn't think that the blue flame was bad just because it was the first time he saw it, because his rattan couldn't be easily burned even by the fire ability in the family, but the young man in front of him could easily do it.

The corners of Leng Yan's mouth rose slightly, looking at the vines that ran through the ground, just like the geological disasters that often happened before, the street has been completely destroyed, and it definitely takes a lot of materials to repair it.

The arm-thick vines suddenly condensed in one direction, first one, two, then three or four, and finally all the vines that poked their heads out of the crack gathered in one place, turning into a giant vine nearly a meter wide, towering straight into the sky, like a bald towering tree.

The green vines flicked in the air, stabbing at Leng Yan's body like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

The blue flame that was originally wrapped around Leng Yan's arm instantly changed its form and turned into a giant blue shield more than two meters high, ready to take the man's blow hard.

Although the vine looked extremely thick, the speed of its attack was extremely fast, and to the onlookers, the vine simply collided with the blue flame shield.

Only Leng Yan and Xie Cheng knew that in the time just now, the vine and the shield had clashed fiercely several times at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and because the speed was too fast, the collision sounds were indistinguishable and directly converged.

The two collided with each other with a violent impact, like an explosion, and the sharp sound almost pierced the eardrums, causing the onlookers to cover their ears in unison.

The impact was enormous, sending the dust and rubble scattered on the already destroyed street into the air and smashing directly into the crowd of onlookers, even the survivors who were secretly watching from the nearby shop dodged.

With a loud bang, the thick rattan could no longer hold up, broke in the middle, and fell directly from mid-air to the ground, stirring up dust all over the ground.

At this time, the onlookers saw that there were countless dense gaps in the thick rattan, but they did not see when those gaps were made, but the only one who could do all this was the man standing there.

The crowd of onlookers at the scene was no longer overwhelmingly in favor of Xie Cheng, and they also began to look at Leng Yan differently, thinking that this little-known young man might really be able to knock down this person with the ability to solve the family that countless people looked up to.

"A little ability," Xie Cheng's pale face appeared a flush, his lips moved, and his voice was hoarse and low, like the noise caused by the friction of two stones, which was unpleasantly harsh.

The shield in Leng Yan's hand suddenly disappeared, and his legs stepped on the ground hard, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the last piece of ground that was still intact, and it turned directly into powder the moment Leng Yan's feet left.

His hands didn't stop moving as Xie Cheng spoke, and with a swipe of his wrist, dark red blood dripped under his feet, blending directly into the motionless vines.

The vines that had turned gray and white seemed to be revitalized again, and they wriggled on the ground, and the thick vines that had been broken in two instantly intertwined like melted paste, becoming a little thicker than before.

Leng Yan's figure arrived early, and the giant axe in Leng Yan's hand slashed directly at Xie Cheng's head.

Leng Yan heard the whirring wind behind him in mid-air, but he didn't look back, and still slashed at Xie Cheng's head regardless of it.

Xie Cheng didn't even have time to dodge, so he could only stretch out his hands and take Leng Yan's axe.

Boom!

At the same time that Leng Yan's axe slashed at Xie Cheng's arm, the thick vines behind him also touched his body.

Xie Cheng bit his lip tightly, gasping for breath, there was a deep wound on his right arm, and the dark red blood continued to flow down, making the constantly wriggling vines become more and more active, and the color changed from the original pale green to dark green.

If it weren't for the vines behind Leng Yan at the critical moment, he changed his direction slightly, and Xie Cheng's entire left hand might have been cut off.

Leng Yan's back was exposed, and the attack of the vines was powerful, but it only left a few shallow marks on his body, and even the skin did not penetrate, but the clothes were overwhelmed and cracked a big hole.

The loss of a large amount of blood made Xie Cheng's already pale face no longer see a trace of blood, although the wound on his arm had stopped bleeding, and fresh flesh buds had emerged, but the lost blood could not be replenished for a while.

Immediately retracting the vines on the ground now can make up for his weakness at this time, but if he does that, Leng Yan will have to collide with him face to face, which is undoubtedly a huge burden for Xie Cheng, who is not outstanding in close combat.

Leng Yan knew that the recovery ability of the wood-based ability was extremely strong, and the wood-based ability in front of him was an exceptionally powerful type, so if he wanted to defeat the wood-based ability with amazing recovery ability, he had to keep consuming and then find a chance to kill with one hit.