"It doesn't seem like there's any danger here, how can it become a forbidden place, no one dares to enter."

It's so quiet that there isn't even a single mosquito, only it's not a violent wind, and Wei Niang has lived in the Poison Mist Mountains for many years, and it's also a little incomprehensible.

"It's not that simple, it's better to catch that little beast as soon as possible and get out of here as soon as possible."

This strange tranquility seems to have a sense of oppression that is about to come, this feeling is very suffocating, and Han Shiren seems to smell a hint of danger.

Silently, the vines on the cliff seemed to come alive, and began to slowly wriggle down from the mountain wall, like a volcanic magma that had completely melted down from the high cliff.

Thundered!

In the end, the huge vine torrent poured down like a mountain torrent, and the tumbling vine torrent was majestic and endless, the momentum was huge, and the scene was terrifying.

"Wow!"

Sean, who was already in the depths of the valley, looked at the overwhelming torrent of vines pouring down, his pupils also shrank, and there was a hint of shock in his voice.

Such a terrible torrent of vines crashed down like this, making almost everyone in it as small as ants.

Here, compared to the poisonous beasts outside and the roots of the trees in the dark forest, I don't know how many times more terrifying.

"Damn, it's a man-eating vine!"

Looking at the cyan vines that rushed like a tide, the bloodthirsty and murderous Wei Niang couldn't calm down, her face was discolored, and she opened her mouth to make a terrifying sound.

The overwhelming vines are earth-shattering: they fill the valley as if everything is going to be destroyed, filling every inch of space in an instant.

"Quick, get through."

Han Shiren's scalp was numb, this scene was far more terrifying than in the dark forest, so he immediately shouted.

Immediately, he rushed out first, and the spear in his hand swept by, and he actually tore open a crack in the overwhelming vine attack, and the three of Cen Sang also followed closely, not daring to lag behind half a step.

Sneer......

Countless cyan vines swept over like a surging group of snakes, and Han Shiren also knew that as long as he was entangled by these vines, he would be sucked into skin and bones in an instant.

For the first time, Han Shiren felt the weakness of the half-step Kunyuan, and now he only had one thought left, that is, he must not let these vines get on his body, otherwise he would definitely die.

Shout!

Suddenly, a sharp spear radiated around him, crushing cyan vines one by one, and chasing in the direction of Sean's advance.

Sean no longer cares about Han Shiren's situation, because he is also surrounded by this tidal wave of vines, and he also needs to save his life.

Sean found that these vines seemed to have life guidance, and their perception seemed to be very keen, and even, that kind of pouring attack seemed to have a kind of martial arts fluctuations, and it was easy to find the weakest point of human protection.

Shout!

The Xuanhan sword was unsheathed, and a terrifying sharp intent permeated the heavens and the earth, and endless sword rays surrounded Sean's body, and the vines were cut off one by one, and green juice splashed everywhere.

"Fortunately, I didn't fight hard with Han Shiren and them, otherwise once the Yuan Force is exhausted, even if there is the Xuanhan Sword, I am afraid it will be difficult to break through this boundless sea of vines."

With a fluttering figure, Sean cut off the attacking vines one by one, with a little happiness in his heart.

Soon, the vines that kept rushing were cut one by one, and it was difficult for Sean to be hurt in the slightest, but the endless impact made his brows furrow even more.

"There's too many damn vines!"

Sean's face also began to become ugly, and he may be unharmed in front of him, but under this endless impact, no one dares to guarantee how long he can support it.

He urged the demon soul on the sword, and around him, pieces of sword light roared out, and in the blink of an eye, it was all over the sky.

However, countless vines gathered in all directions, gradually surrounding him, and it had the potential to cover the sky and the sun.

"Breeze Sword Technique!"

Sean's expression remained unchanged, and the Xuan Han Sword swung out a scene of wind-like sword qi, and the terrifying momentum soared, stirring the air current, forming a black tornado storm that enveloped him.

Kiss!

The swirling sword rays collided wildly with the surging torrent of vines, and then, one after another, the Heavenly Vein Sword Patterns became disillusioned, twisting the vines that attacked him into powder.

However, this stalemate is also not the result that Sean wants.

"The teacher said that after the completion of the swordsmanship, it is subtle and detached, even if it is a low-grade swordsmanship, once it breaks through and enters the transformation realm, it will be out of the original grade frame, and you can use it as you like, now take your vine sea to practice swords."

The thought flashed in his heart, and Sean cut those cyan vines with a sword, and with the blessing of the sword momentum, although the countless cyan vines were difficult to destroy, under the Xuanhan Sword, they couldn't get close to his body at all.

"The aurora is fast, the Qingyue swordsmanship is suitable for long-range attacks, and the Qingfeng swordsmanship is dense and has its own strengths, so let's fuse."

Sean doesn't know much swordsmanship, and there are only these three lower-grade swordsmanship, but each swordsmanship has accompanied him all the way, whether it is in use or comprehension, he has already surpassed the realm of consummation.

At this moment, as soon as the thought came, Sean actually entered a long-lost realm of selflessness in this danger.

Sean, who was completely in a state of selflessness, sank into the spiritual platform, without the slightest distraction, and even the half-step Kunyuan powerhouses such as Han Shiren were exhausted devil vines, which were nothing in his eyes.

In the clear and deep pupils of his eyes, a faint and never-before-seen sharp light appeared, and the hand holding the sword waved out lightly.

A breeze began to appear above the vine valley, and the space trembled violently, and the wind howled, quickly gathering into a huge tornado.

At the center of the tornado, a sword that exuded black sword light rose into the sky, and immediately after, the entire sword directly became illusory.

A huge tornado coiled over the vine valley, turning into a black sword wave that vibrated from the sky, and the sword wave passed through like the wind, wanting to annihilate the heavens and the earth.

Near the black sword wave, the cyan vines had been swept into the huge black sword wave along with the soil on the ground, and in the place closest to the storm, they were twisted into pieces by the violent black sword wave.

"Four Seasons Swordsmanship, Fusion, Dripping Swordsmanship...... Fusion! ”

Sean's eyes, the sharp light gradually became more and more intense, he seemed to have merged with the sword in his hand, and a sword style quickly appeared in the heavens and the earth.

Those sword styles that had never been cultivated, but who had studied with him, and the artistic conceptions in those sword styles, were constantly fused into the sword qi tornado.

In the depths of my heart, a long-lasting thought flowed faintly in my heart, and when the sword momentum did not reach perfection, I faintly touched the edge of the sword intent.

"What's that?"

Looking at the black sword waves in the distance in mid-air, the rugged iron madman thought it was a vision of heaven and earth, and said with a slight surprise.

"Why is my sword shaking?"

Cen Sang, who was using his sword to sweep away the attacking vines with all his might, noticed the tremor of the long sword in his hand, and said with a shocked face.

"Me too!"

Wei Niang, who also uses a sword, is also suspicious.

Even Han Shiren and the iron madman, who used guns and knives, had a worship-like vibration with the weapons in their hands.

"This little brute, it's that little brute who is practicing swords, quickly, kill the past, whether he lives or dies, he must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Han Shiren looked at the rising black sword wave, and on his gloomy old face, a strong killing intent began to emerge, and the guns in his hands were full of light, and they swept away wildly, speeding up the speed of moving closer to Sean.

Rumble!

And in that piece of heaven and earth, the huge black sword wave no longer spreads outward, but is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, condensing, getting thicker and thicker, and more and more majestic.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Han Shiren's heart sank, and his desire to kill Sean was even heavier, he would never allow such a demon to grow up.

In Sean, he already sensed that kind of irresistible threat, and even if he disobeyed the orders of the moody sad resentment, he would kill Sean.

Deep in the vine valley, above the cliff, there was a faint fluctuation of life breath, and two large vine balls that were formed into balls by vines could not see anything inside, but a faint human voice came out.

"Canghai, are you okay? I couldn't support it anymore, and now my body was woodened to my neck, and I thought it wouldn't be a few days before it would be completely wooden. ”

The sound was as faint as a mosquito, almost inaudible, but in this silent valley, if it was not far away, it could barely be heard.

In fact, if no one speaks here, you can vaguely hear the sound of two hearts beating.

"Hold on, Wei Wei, I'm the same, until the last moment, we can't give up, we still have a lot to do, we still have to take revenge, and we have to ......"

It is also a weak voice, but it contains an unyielding will, a determination to never give up.

If someone breaks the rattan ball, they will find that it is not a human at all, but two heads.

The two thin and fleshless heads, connected to the body of the head, have almost been completely woodened, and it is indescribably weird.

It's hard to imagine that these two people who have been transformed into wood like this can continue to live here.

It's been more than a year and a half, and Canghai and Wei Wei have been chasing and killing them into the Five Poison Mountain Range, breaking into the vine valley, and finally being entangled in the cannibal vines here.

The wood spread, and the two of them relied on their strong will and strong belief to protect their hearts, and they persevered until now.

However, since the dantian was woodened, the two of them have completely lost the ability to compete with the man-eating vine, and the speed of the woodening is also accelerating on their extremely weak bodies.

Maybe a day, maybe a few days at most, and they'll be completely woodened and die.

"Canghai, I seem to have sensed strong breath fluctuations, you say, could it be someone who came to save us?"

Sean's sword qi storm was extremely dynamic, and in this silent valley where even bacteria could not breed, Wei Wei still sensed it, and his breath was weak.

Canghai thought about it, smiled bitterly, and said, "I don't think so, it's still the same sentence, don't give up until the last moment." ”

He really couldn't think of anyone else in Canglan Academy who had this ability to break into here, the strong people in the Kunyuan Realm couldn't come, and the strongest under the Kunyuan Realm were them, and they weren't mixed up to the point of waiting for death now.

What's more, even if the old man arrives, this symptom of woodenness cannot be lifted, and the only thing that supports them to survive is the desire for business and revenge that comes from the unique human being.