One person charged forward, holding a short dagger of more than one foot in each hand, like a swimming leopard, as fast as a galloping horse, at the end of the eye, four or five steps, three or two in the blink of an eye to join the battle group.

Qiu Yue's body was full of cyan spiritual power, holding a peach wood sword with a shiny appearance, and opposite him was Qing Xin, who was calm and holding a long sword with a trace of cracks.

The living spirit power was injected into the sword, the peach wood sword stretched out out of thin air, the tip of the sword was like a cone, and it pierced straight into Qing Xin's chest.

Unexpectedly, this peachwood sword was really weird, and it turned straight into a curve, like a boneless ribbon, winding back and forth.

Probably because this peachwood sword has no edge, or the wood is soft, the square-faced monk is not in a hurry, and he still has the heart to take the initiative to speak.

"I have long heard that Bai Huashan is good at using chopsticks and swords, and as soon as the spiritual power is poured, the chopsticks will become noodles."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden sword that wrapped around Qing Xin was eroded by the pervasive evil wind, and the power of wind erosion and cold ice could also be consumed, not to mention the peach wood.

Qing Xin lifted his sword and cut off the body of the peach wood sword with a sword.

"Chopsticks and swords? Not bad, but noodles can also support death. ”

Another peachwood sword scurried into Qiu Yue's hand out of thin air, he held a sword in each hand, the peachwood sword that had just been cut off had returned to normal, and even the tip of the sword was no different from the new one.

"The three swords of Baihua Mountain, I want to understand it today!"

Qiu Yue smiled when he heard this, made a frame with his two swords, hooked the sword in his right hand, and motioned to Qing Xin to let the horse come.

Qing Xin was not polite, the wind swept into the sky, knocked down a large leaf, and fell down the wind, like a rain of swords.

The peachwood sword boy pointed his sword at the sky with his right hand, and the spiritual power of life erupted out, like a burst of green raindrops, but it was against the current, coming out of the sword, and reversing towards the green leaves that attacked.

"Dead wood in spring!"

The green leaves dotted with green leaves, the green leaves emitted an inky light, and the next moment, the green leaves took root, and the roots were intertwined, forming a large net in the sky.

"Go!"

The big net was taken by Qingqi, regardless of the wind, and rushed towards Qingxin.

Qing Xin's sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the silver hook and iron slashed the big net into pieces, and all of them fell to the ground.

But as soon as the whisker touched the earth, it pierced deeply, and in the blink of an eye it grew into a finger-like branch, and in a few breaths, these small buds grew into a trunk the thickness of an adult's arm, one by one, and rushed towards the Qingxin in the middle.

He raised his sword and slashed, but the long sword slashed at it with a distinct sound of metal clashes.

"Sword Mountain Sword Tree?"

Qing Xin finally lifted his spirit, made a sword finger with his left hand, and wrote in the air, as if he was sketching, but the pen was full of sword energy.

At this moment, the man with the double dagger in his hand finally arrived, he moved very fast, attacked ruthlessly, aimed a knife at Qiu Yue's heart with his back, sealed his throat with one hand, and attacked Qing Xin back and forth.

The sword tree was broken, and a series of tangible sword qi was born in the air, looking at its shape, it was clearly the strokes that Qing Xin had just written in the air, written with a sword, and turned into sword qi, which was clearly the swordsmanship of Qingliang Mountain.

"What?"

The sneak attack man was shocked, because the sword qi that flew over in the blink of an eye was coming at him!

He couldn't care less, so he could only kick Qiu Yue's back, retreat with his strength, and parry the double daggers in the air, narrowly escaping the sword qi from Qing Xin.

"Get out!"

The man looked at the monk of Qingliang Mountain, and he was angry in his heart, but the next moment he realized that something was wrong.

The monk who had been kicked by himself did not move.

The man hurriedly sank with a thousand pounds, and sure enough, a figure carrying a sword pillar was not far behind him when he landed, if the man was thrown over like this, he would definitely be pierced.

"No wonder Bai Ji can be hunted down and killed by you, in a place like Mashan, you can completely wait for the same True Yuan Monk."

Qiu Yue smiled and didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

The black-armored man gasped, glanced at the two people with swords, and left without saying a word.

At this time, the other side also discovered the arrival of the man, Ding You saw at a glance that this man was extraordinary, and he gave people the feeling that he was like Yang Undoubtedly, when he was a third-grade martial artist who had entered the product.

Takefu suffered a loss over there, so he turned his attention to Ding You.

In fact, according to his original wishes, he didn't want to fight with Ding You, a martial artist of the Qingshuang faction.

Wufu has been on the battlefield for a long time, and almost everyone of the monks of the Qingshuang sect cultivates the Qingshuang Jue, so they are covered with a layer of turtle shells, in contrast, the monks of Baihua Mountain are easy to slaughter, let your wood monks recover quickly, but they still have to die if they are injured and critical.

Ding You was helpless, he glanced into the distance, and the six black-armored scouts had already arrived at this time, but they directly found the three of them, and it was estimated that they would not last long with one enemy and two.

And himself, at this time, is also one enemy and three, although the enemy is helpless, but if he really fights to the death, sooner or later he will be consumed to death.

"Senior Brother Qiu, the ancient wood is towering to the sky!"

Qiu Yue drove Qing Xin's sword, but a sword qi took the opportunity to cut between his waist and ribs, but the blood that flowed out of the wound was not red, but green.

The green blood was thick, like pine resin, and instantly turned into solid.

In the next moment, the place that was cut by the sword qi was intact, but the clothes were torn, and it was only when the clothes were torn that it could be seen that it had been injured.

The peachwood sword boy glanced at Ding You, who was fighting with the three of them, and at this time, Ding You's fists were condensed, and the arm knife suddenly appeared.

"Blame me for being obsessed with cultivation on weekdays, but I didn't know that there was a monster next door who cultivated the Blue Frost Armor in the Qi Gathering Realm!"

He slashed his wrist with a peachwood sword, and then, as if he were cutting himself, stabbed himself in the lower abdomen, then thrust another sword through his thigh, and finally, sucked a few mouthfuls of wrist blood that had not ooze.

Qing Xin still didn't move, and let Qiu Yue do it.

He knew that it was useless to obstruct himself, it was a big deal that Qiu Yue spent his spiritual power again to create a wooden stand-in, and under this kind of wooden escape, it was not his fault that he cut down the entire trees in Mashan, otherwise he really couldn't help him.

Of course, it's not the same with a different place to fight.

Qiu Yue's feet took root, his feet gradually became thicker, his clothes were torn, his appearance turned into bark, and his hands were the same, but branches and leaves grew, and it didn't take long for the tree to be completely invisible, but it kept growing.

Ding You glanced at it, and the tree was already hugged by three people, more than ten zhang high, and it could be said to stand out among the two or three zhang trees.

Just that's not enough!

He made a deep voice, forced Qing Gan back with the cold, and then put away the ice blade on his arm.

Then he put his hands on the ground, the cold air went to the ground, and he rushed straight to the side of the three of them.

The next moment, one of the six people in the encirclement of three people had their feet frozen.

Lei seized the opportunity, and the bronze sword followed, and he was about to pierce the unlucky bastard, but there were too many people on the other side, and Lei not only didn't take advantage of this shot, but the bronze sword was easily picked up by others, and he was almost injured in the back.

Ding You saw it in his eyes, and his heart was very anxious.

"Almost!"

The young man drank loudly, no longer saving spiritual power, the ice armor instantly covered his whole body, Bai Spine was horrified, retreated in a panic, Qing Gan narrowed his eyes, and the rest of the man did not dare to go forward.

He also had early knowledge, and Qingshuang sent ice armor into the battle, just as the monks of Weidi Tongbimen were invulnerable, and even the chariot collision could not stop it in the slightest.

The ice palm hit the wood, the cold air rushed like a wave, and only one slap swept the entire giant tree, but Ding You still did not let go, and the spiritual power in his body was still vented, until the hoarfrost condensed on the entire giant tree.

"Stop him!"

White Spine shouted endlessly, but no one answered him, and everyone stood still.

No one wants to regret the blue frost armor!

Eventually, the frost turned white, and the giant tree became a huge ice sculpture.

Ding Yousong clenched his fist, like destroying a mountain, like a crack, and the towering giant tree cracked from the inside, making a loud noise.

Then the ice sculpture collapsed, and it was a loud and penetrating sound, and it can be said that the whole Mashan can hear this sound.

The boy stood on his side, unable to dodge, and was the first to be buried in it.

"Good strategy!"

Qing Xin put away his sword and approached the ice, but his figure shifted slightly closer to the three Lei Bei Huang who were surrounded.

Qing Gan looked at Qing Xin's actions coldly, then looked away and also looked at the pair of ice cubes.

Only a section of the giant tree was still standing near the ground, but it was also buried by a large block of ice that had broken off from above.

"You bastard, you almost played to death yourself, and almost froze Lao Tzu to death!"

Qiu Yue jumped out of nowhere, he was holding Ding You's back collar in his hand, and the young man who was being carried was hanging down on all fours, and there were several blood marks on his face, when he was scratched by ice slag, his armor was broken, revealing his underwear, but his eyes were sharp, and he looked at Qing Xin who was moving, with a smile on his face.

Qing Xin nodded, but he didn't say a word.

"Tell me about you, what kind of hero is you, your hand is broken, don't you want me to help you take it back?"

Qiu Yue was very helpless, half of his body was naked, and his waist and crotch were wrapped around his skirt made of leaves, as for the clothes, he had to ask this guy in his hand, what kind of ancient trees did he have to play, now it's okay, it's cool.

As soon as Ding You's arm was connected, Qiu Yue in the grass skirt crossed a wisp of life spiritual power to Ding You's body, Ding You's face turned better, no longer morbidly pale, but it was also white and terrifying.

Qiu Yue was also helpless when he saw this, and recited a mantra in his mouth, as if he squeezed hard, and a red fruit appeared on the grass skirt.

Then he couldn't help but say, and stuffed the fruit into Ding You's mouth, Ding You ate the fruit, and then he slowly stood up.

"The whole Mashan should have heard those sounds just now, if you don't want to be the target of the public, you can consider retreating."

Bai Zhi pursed his lips and glanced at Ding You, who was very weak, although he hated itchy, but he was not sure at all if that guy really didn't have the strength to fight back, if he was close to him at this time, his green frost armor would be knotted, and he really didn't have a second empty talisman.

Qing Gan saw that Bai Zhi was gone, and secretly scolded that kid for being a pus-filled soft egg, but where was the Qing Xin Zhu in the distance, it seemed to be particularly eye-catching.

"Senior brother, why don't we too?"

Qing Xin nodded, and the two quickly fled.

Ding You looked around, and there were still people there.

Huang hurriedly came over to support Ding You, Ding You put his arm on Xiao's shoulder, and had to give most of his body weight to this boy who was one year younger than himself.

"I know that your life and soul power can come back to life, and you can't die if you are blown up like that, what a skill!"

Qiu Yue knew that Ding You had an injury in the back, so he slapped him on the back, causing Ding You to grin for a while.

"You are the capable, you can still hold on until I save you if you are buried alive!"

Ding You had a bitter face, the expression on his face was painful, but he was miserable.

"Senior Brother Qiu, this slap of yours must be your Baihua Mountain's iron and wood palm, this can't be better without two fruits!"

The more Qiu Yue listened, the more angry he became, he glanced at this really seriously injured person, sighed, and threw a fruit in Ding You's face again.

"Don't eat it all at once, this spiritual fruit is too powerful......

Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head to look, only to see that the guy had already gnawed half of it.

"You ......"

Ding You smiled and pointed around.

"I don't have much time to recover now, the more spiritual power the better, but I really want to thank Senior Brother for the fruit, give two at once, Senior Brother, are you really distressed?"