The maze is indeed not bad, no one can see it, in the admiration one after another, under the green mist, Matsuda's face is already blue...

"How is it possible? Each giant tree has a square circle, and nearly a hundred of them fell together, almost all of them enveloped that space, how did he avoid it?"

No matter how much he wanted to break through the sky, he didn't expect that Xiang Yang would have a treasure like Tianyan on his body.

Nearly 100 giant trees hammered down at the same time, it seems to be huge, but in fact, there is a very small difference in the time of each tree's fall, coupled with the huge size, in order to avoid self-collision with each other, there are still some gaps in the landing point.

Under Tianyan's judgment, these differences and gaps in time and location were infinitely magnified, and Xiang Yang stepped on the gap with every step.

At this time, the distance between the two was only more than two hundred zhang, and there was not much time for Ren Songtian to sigh, he roared angrily, and most of the remaining more than two hundred giant trees crashed down, this time he used all his strength, and the hammering speed of the giant trees was fifty percent faster than before, and the air was brought up with a sharp tearing sound.

The entire hundred-foot space was occupied by the giant trees, and the small figure was submerged in an instant.

"That kid is really weird, but it's finally over... ”

Matsuda took a deep breath, this Xiao Xiao Luomu Thousand Hammer Kill can control the summoned Tianmu to carry out a covering attack without dividing his divine sense, which is a spell stunt of the Empty Mulberry Gate, and the general nine-turn peak must temporarily avoid the edge.

But controlling so many giant trees to attack at the same time was already his limit, and his divine sense was extremely expensive, so the next moment, he thought he was dazzled.

。。。 In a huge bush, a black dress came out leisurely, still with that light and breezy appearance, and even waved his hand at him when he had time...

"What the hell am I... Matsuda watched in horror as the figure rushed towards him, and he was dumbfounded for a moment.

Around, those monks watching the battle were also silent, at this time, they would not think that Matsuda deliberately released the water, the second wave of attacks was obviously preparing to kill people, but why did this little monk in the Dan stage be unharmed?

In the green mist, Matsuda roared hoarsely: "Empty mulberry branches!"

One by one, vines poked out of the green mist with teeth and claws, and pounced towards Xiang Yang, who was rapidly approaching, and finally dozens of giant trees also fell at the same time, and with it, there was a faint sword light swept up.

Matsuda really used all the hole cards at this time, this kid is too weird, he has lost confidence in the maze he has laid out, if he is close to him, with his strange power, his fate will not be much better than that Yuanying disciple.

However, all was still to no avail.

All the attacks were like air to Xiang Yang, and with a quick twist and turn, the sword light swept by, and then took a few sharp steps forward, and the giant tree behind him either missed or collided directly with the vine...

His whole person was like a light butterfly, flickering left and right, flickering forward and backward, and in an instant, he walked into the green mist.

A moment later, the green mist violently turbulent, and a miserable hiss sounded, and a figure rose into the air, followed by a black shadow.

After a burst of punches and kicks, the current figure was lifted upside down in the air, feet up and head down, his face was covered with blood, and a drop of nosebleed dripped from the air...

The audience was silent, and everyone looked at the little figure in disbelief.

A monk in the Dan stage actually beat a monk in the late stage of the ninth turn like this? And he never even used a magic weapon from beginning to end...

Is the world crazy, or is there a legendary demon from outside the world that has caused everyone to hallucinate?

The world is not crazy, and the demons outside the sky have not come, and a clear voice came, which woke everyone up.

"Thank you for your support! I, Xiang Yang of the Floating Jade Sect, welcome to come and sit at the residence of this sect when I have time... ”

Xiang Yang carried Matsuda and waved it around with one hand, smiling brightly, ignoring the surprised eyes, and swept it down directly.

On the ground of the Floating Jade Sect, everyone raised their heads and watched, the two of them had been preparing there for a long time, in fact, the real battle was only tea time, and when Xiang Yang landed, most of them had not come back to their senses.

A moment later, a burst of cheers rang out, and the monks of the Floating Jade Sect were all overjoyed, looking at Xiang Yang as if they had seen a god.

There is a mastermind, who else can bully us?

The rest of the people were all pale, and Qi Guang's body was trembling slightly.

Songtian is in the late stage of the ninth turn, and he is even a small realm higher than him, Xiang Yang is so easy to clean him up, what about himself? Even if the exercises and inheritance of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion are a few grades higher than those of the Empty Mulberry Gate, what can they do?

He looked around with a bitter face, his essence and blood vessel was still lying quietly on the ground, as long as his divine sense was summoned, he could come back, but what could he take?

The gamble between him and Xiang Yang is evidenced by nearly a thousand people, can he still kill all these people? There are so many monks from various sects watching it...

He arched his hand towards Xiang Yang with a disgraced face: "I am willing to gamble and lose, but my essence and blood weapon is my life's work, and I hope that Master Xiang will help me keep it well, and redeem it as soon as I borrow the Yuan Qi Stone." ”

"Most of the disciples of these big sects are very single... Compared to a sect like the Floating Jade Sect, it is indeed a lot stronger. With them to support them, it is no wonder that after ten thousand years of barbarism, the barbarians could not cross the Qitian Mountain Range. ”

He was happy, Xiang Yang didn't care about himself, smiled and bowed, directly caused the flying sword, and handed it back: "No need, it's not too late to pay it back when you have enough money... It's useless for me to hold this flying sword. ”

The flying sword directly reversed the hilt and handed it to him, Qi Guang was stunned for a moment, and involuntarily reached out to take it, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Speaking of which, this kid first insulted his master, and then after a gamble, he scraped his hundreds of years of savings clean, logically speaking, he should hate it to the bone, but now looking at his smile, his essence and blood weapon returned to his side, and the resentment suddenly dispersed a lot, and for a while I didn't know whether to hate him or thank him...

Xiang Yang didn't care about him, and directly stroked the Sumeru ring in Songtian's hand, flashing a little black mang in his hand, and then threw him in the direction of those empty Sangmen monks, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

This old ghost actually had a murderous intention towards himself, and he naturally wouldn't let him feel better, at this time, it seemed that it was just some flesh and skin injuries, but he had already done it secretly, so he didn't want to think about the peak of the Nine Revolutions in this life.