At this time, Ling Feng's expression was indifferent, the Xuanshui Martial Spirit suddenly came out of the sheath and entered the Hanjiao Sword in his hand, the Xueliang Sword Blade suddenly bloomed dazzling sword light, and the imperial envoy slashed rapidly, and the sword blade caused nothing to continue, cutting off these branches.

Ling Feng broke free from the predicament, the Sumeru bracelet in his right hand flashed, and a stack of crimson true talismans appeared in his hand, but it was a fourth-order flame talisman given by the King of Zhennan.

Immediately, those cyan branches seemed to have infinite essence support, growing again, and striking rapidly.

At this moment, Ling Feng used the power of the Yuan Essence to urge the Flame Talisman, which bloomed with a large area of crimson flames and ignited the branches.

Among the five elements, the flame power of the fourth-order flame talisman was close to the true fire level, and these trees seemed to have been burned hands and feet, and they quickly shrank back, and abandoned the part that was on fire, falling to the ground.

At this time, Ling Feng still had nine flame talismans, and he stared at the main trunk of this tree demon, urging a flame talisman to turn into a dragon-shaped flame and attack the trunk.

At this moment, a cyan light shone above the sacred tree, and a man in green clothes appeared.

The man in Tsing Yi had a handsome face, red lips and white teeth, but there was an inexplicable majesty, like a god who was in charge of the lives of all beings, holding a white jade bottle in his hand, he opened the lid and emitted an astonishing cold air, and then a white stream of water flew out of the bottle and attacked the fire dragon.

After the sizzling sound, the fire dragon was completely extinguished, and there was a faint cold air.

Ling Feng said with a solemn face: "Cold Ice True Water!"

Cold Ice True Water is a fourth-order true water, and if it is purified and refined to the sixth order, it may be advanced to Xuanming True Water. The characteristic of this true water is that it is extremely cold, especially the restraint of fire. Even if Ling Feng activated the remaining eight flame talismans, they would also be easily destroyed by the cold ice true water.

"Young people are so knowledgeable, there are 3,000 catties of cold ice real water in this bottle of the deity, we might as well sit down and talk!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled, he looked no more than twenty years old, but his tone was quite old-fashioned.

Ling Feng stared at this person for a moment, knowing that this was the incarnation of the Dryad, but what surprised him was that this person was not a demonic condensed body, but a real physical body, and this person had a powerful and unrivaled qi and blood, and his qi was unfathomable. With the same cultivation, the body of the tree demon that can't move and the body of the powerful Martial Sect are completely two kinds of combat power! He was slightly startled in his heart, but he smiled faintly on his face, and said, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Actually, I've also heard of you, Lin Feng, the chief disciple of the Canglang Sword Sect. There is no absolute conflict between you and me, as long as you guarantee my rights in Aoki City, I can even help you deal with the Aoki Clan's martial arts powerhouses. ”

The Dryad put away the jade bottle and smiled. He really wanted to negotiate peace, and between Nanban and Dachu, he didn't think that Nanban had a chance of winning. If it's another town guard demon beast, it's a big deal to run away to the depths of the Southern Wilderness. He can't, although he has been distracted and reincarnated and has the ability to move, but how can he compare to the body of the divine tree that is extremely strong and has a long lifespan. He will not give up the body of the sacred tree unless he has to.

"You can even use those believers who believe in you as a tool to cultivate Otogi Yuan Jing, how can I trust you?"

Ling Feng sneered, of course, the most important thing was that he had to kill the Seven Great Town Guardian Demon Beasts to complete this legendary task. The opportunity to obtain the sixth-order exercises is not always available. Therefore, the dryad must die! His Xuanshui Martial Spirit returned from the Han Jiao Sword, and his right hand once again clenched the Han Jiao Sword.

"Since you're looking for death, don't blame the deity!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Dryad Avatar, I don't know if it was because of Ling Feng's refusal, or if Ling Feng had peeked into the secrets of his exercises. Immediately, his figure suddenly flashed, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Feng, and a punch blasted out, and a surging cyan fist hit Ling Feng's chest!

Ling Feng's body flew out like a cannonball, and he fell to the ground, seemingly unconscious.

The Dryad Avatar flashed again, appearing in front of Ling Feng as he fell to the ground, ready to deal with him in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Ling Feng's figure suddenly disappeared in a flash, appearing behind the Dryad incarnation, and the Hanjiao Sword in his hand slashed rapidly.

He just didn't expect the Dryad incarnation to be so fast, and he was caught off guard by a move, but his physique reached more than four hundred points, and his defense was extremely strong, and when he was punched, it was just a roll of qi and blood, and there was not much injury at all, just deliberately pretending to be injured.

The Dryad Avatar didn't expect Ling Feng's body to be so fast, and hurriedly rolled on the spot, avoiding a thrilling sword, and then his body flashed and arrived in front of a divine tree split.

Ling Feng used the true qi of the waves to perform the Netherworld Ghost Step, urging the light power to the spiritual level, the basic body method of 391, plus the 40% speed bonus, the speed has entered the sound speed level, the figure flashed, and instantly appeared on the side of the dryad, and a sword slashed out quickly!

However, Ling Feng's confident sword missed, because the Dryad's body suddenly turned into a cyan light and melted into the tree, and his aura disappeared without a trace.

"Mu Dun, wait for me to cut off all these trees, see how you escape!"

Ling Feng sneered, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the Han Jiao Sword quickly slashed towards the split of the divine tree in front of him.

At this time, all the divine tree splits next to him stretched out green branches at the same time, wanting to tie Ling Feng up again.

Ling Feng swung his sword and slashed, cutting off all the branches.

At this moment, a Tsing Yi figure jumped out from a divine tree split behind Ling Feng and smashed into Ling Feng with a punch. This punch is a real fist, the power is far from comparable to the strength of the fist, even if Ling Feng's physique is strong, he is confident that he will be seriously injured. And at this time, Ling Feng was attracted by the branch attack, and he believed that he would hit this punch!

However, his confident punch missed, and Ling Feng's figure suddenly vanished at the moment when his fist was about to hit.

Immediately, Ling Feng appeared beside him, and the Han Jiao Sword slashed out quickly!

The moment the blade was about to slash at the neck of the Dryad's incarnation, a cyan light condensed in his neck, forming a thick body protective qi.

However, the sharpness of the Han Jiao Sword reached the level of a fifth-order divine weapon, and the edge was unstoppable, cutting off a head in an instant.

At this moment, Ling Feng's complexion suddenly changed, and he felt that his hands and feet were a little weak, as if he had been poisoned by some kind of poison, causing his muscles and bones to be weak, and he hurriedly supported his body with the Han Jiao Sword.

However, the Dryad Avatar, who had already fallen to the ground, walked over, picked up his head and pressed it, and the blue light immediately shone, and the neck wound healed quickly. The Dryad moved his neck and smiled, "What, do you regret rejecting me now?"

"I regret it, how did you poison it?"

Ling Feng was weak and weak.

The Dryad incarnate smiled, pointed to the purple flowers blooming from the vines that wrapped around the tree, and said with a smile: "I have always been honest with the dead, this flower is called the Netherworld Violet Flower, it is a small pet I raise, and it can release a light and elegant fragrance. This aroma is mainly used to kill insects and ants, but even if it is a strong martial sect with profound skills, it will be weak after smelling it for a long time. ”

"I see, thank you for the answer you gave me, you can look at it!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he stood up suddenly, the blood in his body became hot, and the surface of his skin gradually became densely covered with black dragon scales.