"He turned out to be a nine-fold existence with a quenched body!" Qian Feilan's face turned pale, staring at the front and Xiao Ming. Qian Feilan looked at the demon-leaning sword tightly, with her intuition, she knew that the demon-leaning sword in Xiao Ming's hand was definitely a terrifying existence. Quenching the body ninefold, coupled with a powerful peerless artifact, this is Xiao Ming's strength?

Qian Feilan stared deadly.

Disheveled!

Xiao Ming in mid-air, holding the magic seal in his hand, secretly reciting the magic technique, a strong flame burned, from the demon sword burning, spread around, in an instant, in Xiao Ming's outer body, a layer of spiritual protection slowly burned.

Ga!

There was a shout, and the dryad turned.

Soon after, a head slowly flew over, the head looked very stiff, but when it flew in front of it, it made people suddenly shock, only to see that the person's head was full of eyes, densely packed with eyes. No mouth, no nose, no ears, all eyes!

Xiao Ming's scalp was numb for a while, and his whole body shivered.

"Brute!"

Xiao Ming couldn't help but scream from the bottom of his heart. And at this moment, the head arrived, as if it had found Xiao Ming, and flew over slowly, but it didn't get close, it floated three inches away, but on the head, the dense eyes looked at Xiao Ming in unison. This made Xiao Ming feel a cold chill from the bottom of his heart, and he held the demon sword tightly, his face pale and bloodless.

Quack quack!

In mid-air, the dryad let out bursts of laughter, and the huge dryad shook violently.

The dryad laughed, and it was a gale.

When the dryad shakes, it's a raging storm.

Bang!

The dryad shook, slammed into the air, and slashed out of thin air. Towards Xiao Ming. After the thunder and lightning hit, the wind blew fiercely with the torrential rain, and in an instant, Xiao Ming was completely surrounded. Xiao Ming pinched the magic seal in his hand, secretly recited the magic technique, gushed out spiritual breath, and then condensed into a flame shield. This flame protection, being bombarded in that gust of storm, could not be shattered for a moment and a half. But in the wind and rain, Xiao Ming fell and fainted.

Uh-uh!

Probably knowing the protective shield on the prey, the dryad let out another burst of wild laughter.

Suddenly, another storm blew fiercely.

Thundered!

The storm slammed into Xiao Ming's body, and the flame shield was crumbling. Xiao Ming pinched the magic seal in his hand, secretly recited the magic trick, and in an instant, streams of imperial spiritual breath poured out of the dantian, and then condensed.

Thundered!

Another storm roared.

Xiao Ming was extremely uncomfortable, he was in the wind and rain, dizziness and fell, thunder and lightning roared, ringing in his ears, the wind and rain were raging, and it was difficult to breathe. If it weren't for his strong will, he would have been shattered by this storm. Xiao Ming pinched the Dharma seal in his hand and remembered the emperor's spiritual breath**, and gradually, his spiritual breath was able to calm down.

But......

Bang!

There was a roar, and a thunderbolt slammed in, bombarding Xiao Ming's protective layer.

After a crackling sound, the protective layer on Xiao Ming's body was shattered alive, and Xiao Ming's face became extremely pale. But what made him frown was that the dryad did not continue to attack, but retracted its momentum, like a cat teasing a mouse, only a burst of laughter rang out.

The Dryad didn't want to kill Xiao Ming like this.

Only bursts of laughter rang out.

"Brute!"

Xiao Ming was fiercely ridiculed, and the anger in his heart exploded, he held the Demon Sword, a few ups and downs, and hit the Dryad, the Demon Sword in his hand waved, and suddenly, bursts of strong spiritual breath attacked out. The dryad was like a cat teasing a mouse, and it didn't make a move, but slammed into the tree with a few swords of Xiao Ming's spiritual breath. But what made Xiao Ming frown was that the spiritual breath he blasted out couldn't hurt the dryad in the slightest.

This is the Emperor's Breath.

Xiao Ming's brows furrowed.

Behind her, a hint of coldness flashed in Qian Feilan's eyes. She stopped and watched coldly, Xiao Ming was killed, she would escape, Xiao Ming would win, she would definitely benefit from the fisherman. Her face was cold.

Rattle!

Bursts of mocking voices rang out.

The tree demon was laughing at Xiao Ming.

"This brute!" Xiao Ming's eyes were full of anger. Unexpectedly, he who was nine times quenched, was not the opponent of this tree demon, the demon sword in his hand and the emperor's spiritual breath in his body could not hurt the tree demon, and he was a little anxious in his heart.

The voice of the tiger soul sounded: "Boy, this tree demon, but it has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and it has been sealed in this yin land full of resentment and anger, its cultivation is strong, and even the Spirit King Talisman that sealed it can be broken, let alone you!"

Xiao Ming was silent.

The voice of the tiger soul sounded again: "Challenge this tree demon, your current strength, not to mention killing him, even injuring him is extremely difficult! Boy, just take it as a strong practice, if you can't fight, run away, although my strength is sealed, I can't help you defeat him, but I still have the strength to let you escape!"

Xiao Ming's eyes were full of unwillingness: in the face of such a tree demon, is there really only a way to escape?

He stared at the dryad.

Rattle!

A burst of taunts sounded, the huge dryad was trembling, and the floating ghost head, with a mocking light in its eyes, was mocking Xiao Ming, and was also waiting for Xiao Ming's attack. Looking at the ghost head, Xiao Ming's scalp was numb, and he couldn't wait to pounce on it and smash the ghost head with a sword.

Brush!

Xiao Ming waved, and the Demon Sword emitted a burst of spiritual light.

Boom!

The spirit exploded, and then exploded. But the ghost head swooped and flew away. Then, Xiao Ming insisted on leaning on the demon sword, pounced, kept swinging, and bombarded it with one sword after another, the sword was sharp, but it was never able to hurt the ghost head.

Xiao Ming's brows furrowed.

At this time, a burst of voice sounded in the tiger soul in the body: "Boy, you should practice the 'Emperor Sword Technique' this time! You practiced the first style before, the Sword Dance for Nine Days! The "Emperor Sword Technique" is different from all other sword techniques, that is, it is very domineering, and the simple first form is already the Sword Dance for Nine Days, which is powerful enough to destroy the mountain edge! The "Emperor Sword Technique" has nine styles, and one style is stronger than the other!"

Xiao Ming let out a sigh in his heart.

It seems that this is indeed the case, in front of such a powerful dryad, I am afraid that there is only the part of the strong refining, not to mention killing it, even injuring it will become a difficult thing!

"Let's start training!"

With the sound of the tiger soul, at that moment, Xiao Ming moved.

He pinched the magic seal with his left hand, closed his eyes, and suddenly, the spiritual breath poured out, and he used the first form of the "Emperor Sword Technique", the sword dance for nine days. This sword dance for nine days, although it is the first form, but when it is displayed, it has the strength to open the heavens and the earth. Xiao Ming only had the strength of quenching the ninefold body, and when he used it, his spiritual breath turned into a sword, and he blasted out of the emperor's sword, brushing the sound and striking towards the ghost head.