The power of the second stage of the ascending dragon vein, coupled with the mysterious qi of the sword technique, the two fused together, forming a layer of cold and invisible evil qi, which swept out in an instant.

The crazy left-scaled tree, under the aura of this threat, seemed to regain some sanity. It stopped dancing the vines suddenly, and turned the thousands of eyes on the trunk with black scales to stare at Ye Qingcheng, who was holding a sword in the distance.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew......"

In an instant, countless vines were like thousands of arrows, angrily attacking Luming City!

Ye Qingcheng was not moved by the ferocious momentum of the left scale tree, and indulged in his own swordsmanship. This kind of swordsmanship opens and closes, seemingly simple, but its momentum has increased sharply. The surrounding air was like a wave, stirred by the great sword flowing with silver streamers, and the sound of wind roaring resounded in the woods within hundreds of meters!

"Whoa!" The left scale tree sensed the terrifying aura contained in Ye Qingcheng's sword technique, and couldn't help but speed up the speed of the vine pursuit!

"Resist the wind and waves!" After a roar, Ye Qingcheng held a sword in one hand, his body bowed forward, and the muscles on his arms were extremely bulging as if they were about to burst.

However, at this moment, his heart throbbed violently. A terrifying thunderclap exploded from the sky, and at the same time, a thunderbolt like a silver dragon fell down violently and slammed into him.

This sudden scene frightened Ye Qingcheng's expression greatly, as if there was a sharp heavenly blade stabbing at his neck, making him have to give up the attack. However, the speed of the falling thunder and lightning was much faster than his, and he could hardly avoid it.

At the moment of despair, he threw the great sword in his hand violently and slammed into the falling thunderbolt.

"Click!!" A cloud of thunder exploded above his head, frightening him into a cold sweat and frightening the left scale tree with teeth and claws.

The Qingfeng sword was thrown into the air, and one after another hideous silver thunderbolts frantically scurried on the sword. Suddenly, an extremely strange feeling surged in Ye Qingcheng's heart, and there seemed to be an irresistible force that attracted him hard.

Then, he unexpectedly leaped up violently, reaching out and grabbing the thunderbolt of the Qingfeng Sword.

Suddenly, Ye Qingcheng felt that his body was wrapped in an unusually cold feeling, this phenomenon only lasted for a moment, and his own consciousness quickly blurred. When the remnants of the thunderbolt reached his body, a strange thought hidden in his heart rolled and surged like a majestic thundercloud into his body.

Next, his movements seemed to be out of his control, and he actually reached out and took off the strip of cloth that was blindfolded?!

I saw that Ye Qingcheng, who was holding a big sword, soared in mid-air, and a strange figure was reflected on the Qingfeng big sword in his hand: his reflection in the sword was a white silver thunder spirit robe, with silver-white hair, and white silver-white dragon pupils. An evil, murderous smile appeared on the corner of the eerie reflection on the corner of the mouth.

Ye Qingcheng felt that his body was no longer out of control. He raised his head solemnly, staring at the hideous eyes on the left scale tree, and was not confused by those hideous eyes, and even an uncontrollable and majestic voice came out of his throat: "Just a strange tree, how dare you challenge my majesty?!"

When the sound fell, he suddenly raised the thunderous Qingfeng sword in his hand and slashed down fiercely.

For a while, the surrounding air was like silk wrapped around the Qingfeng Greatsword, and at the moment when the Greatsword was cut down, the sword body became several zhang long, carrying the momentum of destroying the world and slashing down!

"Bang !!!!!!!!!!!"

The terrifying sword shadow slashed down, and the air was instantly split by the sword qi of the giant sword. The shadow of the giant sword was like a dragon breaking through the waves, carrying the terrifying power of thunder spirit, leaving a hundred-zhang long air gully in the air, which could not be healed for a long time!

Those vines that spread all over the sky, under such a terrifying sword power, all broke and shattered into countless sawdust. The left scale tree that had grown for thousands of years was instantly split in half by the shadow of the giant sword from top to bottom!

The leaves of the left-scale trees danced like heavy snow.

The undiminished sword qi vibrated in the air and opened up layers of noisy energy waves, quickly spreading, rushing into the surrounding mist, and then rushing out of the misty forest, startling countless beasts on the island to raise their heads and roar continuously. Those apprentices who were lucky enough to survive also sensed this tremor and showed strange expressions.

............

The left scale tree, which stood mysteriously and grotesquely in the deepest part of this misty forest, never imagined that it would be planted in the hands of a boy who was only fourteen years old after killing thousands of living beings. However, at this point, it is completely dead in half, or it will rot into dirt in a short time.

In the clearing, the remnant trees are slanted, broken vines are everywhere, and the left scale leaves swirling in the sky gradually cover the ground. Losing the control of the left scale tree, the mist in the surrounding woods slowly filled.

The residual thunder light on Ye Qingcheng's body quickly disappeared, and he regained his clear consciousness. Then, he glanced up at the sky, and there were still dark clouds above, and hidden thunder flashed on the peak of the cloud.

"Who invaded my body just now?" Ye Qingcheng said with a frightened expression. Obviously, that guy is much more fierce than him, and with his own strength, it is impossible to cause such great damage. After the power of the second ascending dragon vein was constricted, he felt as if his muscles and veins had withered, and he couldn't lift a trace of strength in his body.

The worst thing is that the ancestral Qingfeng sword in his hand actually cracked a crack, and then under his gaze, the big sword "clanged" and broke into two.

The scene just happened so fast that he didn't know exactly what happened after losing himself, but he knew that there must be something hidden in his heart. Then, silently, he leaned down and picked up the broken sword and strip of cloth on the ground, tied the broken sword in two again, and inserted it back into the sheath behind his back.

No matter what happened just now, the power of being able to cut the left scale tree in half with a single sword was beyond the reach of the Qingfeng Sword. It was his father's relic, but now it was broken, and the sadness of his heart was self-evident.

Then, he turned around and took a few steps forward, picked up the white sea cucumber in his mouth, and still stared at it in a daze, and stuffed it into his arms.

However, just as he was about to leave, there was a sound of fish falling on the shore. He quickly turned and looked at the trees on the left scales that were slanting on either side.

I saw that at the root of the trunk of the huge left-scaled tree, which had been cut in half, there was a strange vine shaped like a tadpole, milky white, and about a foot long. It had a round head, and its tail flicked rapidly among the fallen leaves, like a strange white tadpole that had jumped on the shore, struggling and jumping in horror.

"What the hell is this?" Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but be attracted by the strange thing that jumped out of the core of the left scale tree, and then carried it over.

When he reached the left-scaled tree that had fallen in half, he hesitated to lean over and grasp the strange thing in his hand. To his horror, the thing actually got into his palm when it touched his skin.

There was no pain, only a feeling of congestion on his palm, and the strange "white tadpole" turned out to be not an entity, but a spirit similar to smoke. Ye Qingcheng hurriedly grabbed its tail and wanted to pull it out.

However, it instantly turned into a spirit in a state of smoke, and he couldn't catch it at all, so he could only watch it frantically as it burrowed into the palm of his hand......