Seeing that the sap dried up in the wind and stuck tightly to the gangqi, Bai Fu was slightly surprised, and the gangqi was shocked, and he found that it was not shaken off, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so sticky! It is worthy of becoming a fine dragon scale pine, and the pine resin is not worse than 520!"

The Gang Qi that was stuck in the tree pulp dissipated, and Bai Fu looked at the Blue Blood Sword trapped in the trunk of the tree and groaned: The Blue Blood Sword is a spirit-level superb sword, and after infusing the Gang Qi, it is no exaggeration to say that the iron is like mud, and it is impossible to enter it after only cutting one foot into the tree, indicating that the dragon scale pine that has been nourished by the spiritual energy is far above the fine iron.

He was about to draw his sword, but he used force, but he didn't pull it out, and he used his hands and feet together to pull out an inch. He looked at the blade of the sword, and saw that the inch of the blade was stained with the pulp of the previous blood, slimy, sticking to the blade. He knew immediately that it was because the slime adhered to the blade of the sword, causing the blade to be sealed, that he could not pull the sword out in one fell swoop.

"Drink!" Bai Fu shouted violently, continued to exert his strength, and it took more than ten breaths to finally pull the blue blood sword out of the trunk inch by inch.

The dragon scale pine resin on the blade dried when it saw the wind, and it stuck tightly to the sword, Bai Fu couldn't help frowning and said: "In order not to damage the spirit of the blue blood sword, it can't be burned with fire, I'm afraid this pine resin is not easy to clean up!"

After thinking about it for a while, Bai Fu took out a dagger from his baggage, scraped it against the sword body, and it took about twenty minutes to scrape all the pine resin off the sword.

"Shhhhhhh......h

Although the demon spirit born of this dragon scale pine was scattered by the heavenly thunder, the demon body, that is, the body of the tree, was still there, and with the strength of the demon body and the vitality in its body, twenty minutes was enough for it to smooth out the wound.

"This pine resin is troublesome, and when you stick to the sword, it will be dull. You have to draw and close your sword at lightning speed, and you don't give pine resin a chance to stick to the blade!" Bai Fu wiped the back of the sword with the potion again, stroked the sword and groaned.

After cultivating the sword with true temperature, after the sword qi automatically circulated again, Bai Fu calmed down, and looked at the dragon-scale pine trunk in front of him with blazing eyes.

"Buzzing ......" Bai Fu inserted the blue blood sword back into the sheath, holding the scabbard in his left hand, pressing it on the hilt with his right hand, and the true qi poured into the sword, and the blade trembled lightly in the box, making a dull sword groan.

"Cheng Cheng Cheng ......" slowly raised the sword to his chest, the sword body trembled more frequently, and the sword chant continued to rise and become crisp, like a weapon rubbing, as if he couldn't wait to get out of the sheath and smash everything.

"Choke!" the sword came out of its sheath, and with a flash of cold light, the sword body appeared on the side of the dragon scale pine, then disappeared, and reappeared, and it had reached the other side of the tree.

Bai Fu staggered to the side, Fang dodged, and a straight sword mark suddenly appeared on the dragon scale pine, and with a "poof" sound, a large amount of blood-colored mucus was splashed, falling to the ground, and quickly weathered into a light red film and poofed to the ground.

Drawing a sword + fast sword horizontal sword style, it is worthy of being the fastest sword in Bai Fu, and in an instant, in the dragon scale pine that is as hard as iron, a wound of more than two feet long and more than one foot of body is cut.

"In this way, with nine more swords, I can put it down, just within my limit. A light flashed in Bai Fu's eyes, and he put his sword back into its sheath again, then drew his sword and swung it horizontally, flashed to the side, and put his sword back into its sheath.

"Poof" a sword mark appeared, which was accurately connected with the first sword mark, and the red pulp erupted, fell to the ground, and turned into a thin film.

After Bai Fu flashed to the side, he drew his sword again and swung it again, dodged to collect his sword, and then drew his sword and slashed out after it was hot, and quickly walked around the tree.

The circumference of the tree is about ten feet, and Bai Fu used five swords to cut a circle on the tree, one foot into the wood, and the uncut part is about six feet in circumference.

Five swords in a row came out of the extreme fast sword, and Bai Fu's hand trembled a little. This was the first time he had used the Extreme Rapid Sword so frequently, and his hand bones and tendons felt overwhelmed.

Bai Fu inserted the sword sheath into the ground, moved his right hand, and used his left hand to dredge the blocked qi and blood, Bai Fu picked up the sword again, holding the sword in front of him with his left hand.

"It's a pity that at present, I have only comprehended the simple body method of going straight from those straight strokes of Zhenyuan Daxian, and I have not realized the body method of turning or even going around in circles, otherwise it would have been a few swords to bring down this tree. Bai Fu sighed slightly.

After brewing a sword qi and sword intent in his heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly drew his sword.

At the sword marks on the tree, the crimson sword body flashed and disappeared, appearing on the other side of the tree.

After slashing five swords in a row, Bai Fu retreated to ten zhang away, and after silently breathing for a while, he suddenly rushed towards the dragon scale pine, and when he left the zhangxu, he suddenly jumped up, and his right foot was full of anger, and he kicked on the sword marks.

"Crunch...... Crunch......" The dragon scale pine crunched, and Bai Fu fell to the ground with all his strength, but the tree did not fall.

"Hmm......" Bai Fu groaned, knowing that he was kicking the position low, and when he wanted to cut down the tree, he usually tied a rope at the top, and when the tree was about to fall, it didn't take much force to pull the tree down.

Retreat back more than ten meters, use the technique of resisting the wind, rush forward quickly, and rise, when you reach the pine tree, it has risen to a height of ten zhang.

"Hey!" Bai Fu shouted, kicking heavily on the trunk, which creaked and leaned a little to the other side. He kept kicking on the trunk of the tree, flying towards the canopy.

With a kick, the dragon scale pine leaned more and more, and when he rushed to the canopy, there was a "click" below, and the tree collapsed with a bang.

Bai Fu fell against the wind, landed lightly on the side of the stump, and looked towards the incision. At a cursory glance, there are 180 annual rings on the tree, and the further you go to the center, the redder the wood becomes, the scarlet heart of the tree, and there is a faint spiritual light.

"One, two...... 8 and 9, the nine rings in the center are round, and they are spiritually stronger than the outer rings...... This dragon scale pine should have been opened nine years ago, when it was only refining the heart of the tree, but then the outer layer of the heart of the tree became a new ring, these nine rings have strong spirituality, the shape is round, not out of shape due to natural conditions, and the force is the reason for its active control after becoming a sperm!"

His hand touched the scarlet heart of the tree in the center of the stump, and he immediately felt the rich breath of life - wood spiritual power, in addition, there was a faint electric current hitting his hand.

"Sure enough, the stinging thunder can revive the trees in winter, and the insects and ants can revive and stimulate life, and when they hit the trees, they can store the power of thunder in the hearts of the trees, and turn the trees into lightning trees. This pine tree spirit is also unlucky, if you can survive it, your qualifications will inevitably rise, and you may be able to become a famous demon in the future, but it's good to die, it's just cheap!"

After breathing for a while, Bai Fu pulled out the Blue Blood Sword and began to chop at the dragon scale pine stump. That posture was not like using a sword, but like chopping wood with a sword and axe.

Bai Fu didn't use the fast sword anymore, it was just an ordinary swordsmanship, but each sword was very fast, and only a small piece was chopped each time. In this way, it was also a sword, without dragging mud and water, and before the pine resin came out, his sword had already left the body of the tree, and the blade of the sword was not afraid of being stuck by the gum.

Logging ding.

Bai Fu didn't know how many swords he had chopped out, but he only knew that when his right hand was about to lose consciousness, the heart of the dragon scale pine was almost revealed, and only a layer of wood was left, four feet long, and a calf-thick one stood on the wooden pier.

With two "bangs", the sword slashed two swords at the bottom of the stake, and after cutting a large oblique opening, Bai Fu kicked it off.

Bai Fu put away the blue blood sword, leaned over and grabbed the heart of the dragon scale pine tree, feeling that there were twenty catties, but it was not sinking, but as soon as he started his hand, there was a weak current in his hand, which was not big, but it was not comfortable. He took out a silk scarf from his bosom, put it on the center of the tree, grabbed the heart of the tree, carried it on his shoulder, and prepared to go back to the cave where he stayed to make the scabbard.

As soon as Bai Fu rose against the wind, the blue blood sword in the sheath trembled, and then a vicious wind hit the back of his head, and he dodged to the side, and saw a golden pestle smashed into the position just now, and at the same time heard a loud shout in his ears: "That little white face, leave the lightning strike wood to the Buddha!"