"No danger can be ignored, even if it's a weak thing!" Xiao Shan said to himself as he looked at Haoyun's back, feeling that this sentence was very connotative.

Xiaoshan looked back, and the severed branches were flowing with green sap, and the branches were dripping with sap, swaying, and they were scared and "trembling"!

"Xiaoshan Xiaoshan!!What are you thinking about in a daze!" Ruoxi looked at Xiaoshan motionless, and hurriedly shook his hand in front of his eyes.

"He was frightened by Haopo's strength!Scared!Shadowed!" Haotian said lightly.

"You've only been practicing martial arts for an afternoon!Don't be discouraged!Not to mention that he's holding a sword!" Ruoxi looked at Xiaoshan's expressionless face, and was caught by the cannibal tree for the second time in a row, and was really afraid that he would have a shadow.

But after thinking about it, he didn't do this in front of his father.

"As long as you talk too much, if you talk less, you can die!" Ruoxi twitched the corners of her mouth and said to Haotian angrily.

Could it be that he was really stimulated by what Hao Po said, Ruo Xi looked at the back left by Hao Yun and had a strange thought.

But in an instant, the eyes shifted to Xiaoshan, you won't be stimulated, practice martial arts day and night.

"Are you alright?" Ruoxi asked worriedly.

"It's okay!" Xiao Shan looked at Haotian and they shook their heads, pursed their lips, and said nothing.

"It takes a hundred and five years for a man-eating tree to reach adulthood, and the more it eats creatures, the faster it grows.

On the other hand, the fewer creatures it eats, the slower it grows, two hundred, five hundred, or even a thousand years!" Haoyun raised his glasses in front of him, and explained to them like a small hundred libraries.

Just as Haoyun was speaking, on the left side of the hill, there was a little white rabbit, jumping around in the forest happily.

Soon an accident occurred when it crushed the branch of a man-eating tree, and the nightmare began.

The branches of the whole tree shook instantly, and it wound the rabbit that had no ability to resist until its eyes were covered and the branches stopped shaking.

From under the cracks of the branches, a few drops of blood flowed. A few more branches reacted to block the gap, and no red blood was left behind.

After a while, the branch slowly loosened, spit out a few bones, and fell to the ground.

The soil loosened and the bones were buried under the soil. As if nothing had happened,

"An adult man-eating tree, it can eat a warrior who does not produce internal force. And the cannibal tree in front of you has probably been growing for four or five hundred years, and it is enough to eat you when they gather together!"

"Do you dare to go any further?" Haotian asked.

"If you're scared, leave! we won't laugh at you!"

Hao Po said coldly, looking like he didn't understand the world.

"I need a weapon!" said Xiaoshan after a pause!

He couldn't help but feel a little envious when he saw Hao Po cutting off the branches with a sword in his hand, and his majestic appearance.

It's also very grateful, but the sarcastic words make it difficult for me to speak......

Ruoxi touched her sword and looked at Haotian and them, her eyes fixed on Haopo who was a little farther away.

Hao Po's figure moved slightly, he was facing away from them, I don't know what his expression was, but he had a total of two swords behind his back.

The scabbard hilt of the two swords is exactly the same, and it is estimated that it is a double sword.

The twin swords of the mother and son echo each other, one plus one can add up to the effect of twice the result with half the effort, and the effect of dividing it is completely greatly discounted, generally the double swords held by one person, in order to exert the greatest power!

Hao Po held a sword behind his back with his left hand, and his left hand trembled slightly, as if he was reluctant to give it to Xiaoshan.

After a while, in the same place on the left side of the hill, a rabbit also came, a little bigger than the rabbit I saw before, it should be a female rabbit and a right rabbit.

The female rabbit stopped on the ground a little farther away from the man-eating tree that had eaten the rabbit just now, stretched out her tongue, stretched out her front legs and retracted it, probably for fear of being eaten by the man-eating tree.

The she-rabbit hesitated, a tear seemed to flow from the corner of her mouth, turned away, took a few steps, turned to look again, and left this sad place.

"I'm a twin sword!

The sub-sword is as fast as thunder, and the mother sword is as heavy as Mount Tai! I don't know which one you want!"

Haoyun's voice, slow and heavy, penetrated Xiaoshan's ears leisurely. Xiaoshan rolled his eyes and said slowly, "It's all right!"

Hao Po frowned, the sword in his left hand tightened, and shouted, "Take the sword!"

Even the sword with the sheath flew out from Hao Po's back, "Hum, hum!", the sword rolled continuously in the air, rolled continuously in the air, fast and fast, the scabbard hit the ground, inserted into the dirt, and stood in front of the hill.

"Is this a heavy sword?" Ruoxi asked.

When the sword was flying, the sword did not leave the scabbard for a single point, as if it were a whole, the blade was on the wide side, and the blade was on the long side.

It was completely larger than an ordinary sword, so Ruoxi asked suspiciously.

"Don't you want a weapon! This is a heavy sword, when it is wielded, it weighs Mount Tai, giving people the power of a thousand catties!, can you hold it!"

"My life depends on this sword, whether it has the ability to protect me!" Xiao Shan said, holding this sword, my life needs to be mastered by myself!

I don't know if I can hold it! It's so heavy!" Xiaoshan thought to himself.

Take a step up your leg, in front of the sword, reach out with your right hand and touch the sword, trying to pull it up!

He jerked forward, and he looked at the hilt of his sword, which was trying to hold the sword himself, and the weight of the sword was beyond expectations. Didn't withstand, that's why.

"I don't believe I can't even hold a sword!" of course that was what he said in his heart.

The arm was strained, and a unique breath of qi in his body was transferred to his arm, and the blood vessels suddenly became thicker, and the strength of his right arm suddenly increased greatly.

He felt his right arm, and in this moment, he suddenly felt that he had become very strong.

He is struggling, the hilt of the sword actually began to shake, the famous sword has a spirit, once the strength of the person holding the sword becomes weak, it does not recognize your strength, it has no edge of its own, it only has its own sharpness and nothing else.

"I'm going! so heavy!" said Xiaoshan to himself, holding the hilt of his sword.

Ruoxi watched the scabbard shake more and more violently, and the secret path must be able to hold it!

The more violently the hilt of the sword shook, Xiaoshan even subconsciously felt that this sword!

The next moment he will be out of his hands, no longer under his control.

The corners of his mouth tensed, and he felt the sword grip on his arm, as if it was slowly moving upwards.

When it left the scabbard one or two centimeters, the sword seemed to release a fierce aura, which instantly rushed into Xiao Shan's mind.

In Xiao Shan's eyes, the moment the sword left the scabbard, his face instantly became a thousand troops, blood spilled in the sky, and fierce battles were fought on the battlefield.

There was a man in front of him, riding a horse and holding a spear in his hand, shuttling among thousands of horses, and the spear in his hand stabbed forward, and the soldier did not respond at all.

A scream was snatched out of his chest, blood pouring out, and the enemy fell to his stomach in an instant.

Killing one enemy did not reduce the speed of his charge at all, and the person he grabbed could not be counted in the palm of his hand, and killing the enemy was as simple as probing for something.

There was blood everywhere, countless people fell, horses cried, screams rang out all the time, people fell every minute and every second, this is the battlefield.

I don't know how long the war lasted, there were fewer and fewer people on the battlefield, the sky gradually darkened, the sky seemed to be dyed red with blood, and the sun never set.

The man with the gun stopped, but was stopped by someone in front of him.

He was holding a sword, and there were not many people standing behind him, but it was nearly twice as many as the people on the other side.

The other man rushed over, his sword unsheathed, and he drew his sword and rushed over.

He slashed with his sword, and for some reason, his sword slashed away, and the enemy was instantly knocked to his stomach, but the blood did not flow.

He was very close to the man with the gun, and the two armies in the rear were fighting, and they seemed to be talking about each other, but the momentum was climbing sharply.

The two armies are fighting, swords and guns are intertwined, and the murderous spirit is pressing!

His figure paused, as if he couldn't bear it.

When the two of them were fighting, they were getting closer and closer to the hill, his face was changing, he was afraid, he felt that he was alone in this battlefield.

The sword and gun were eyeless, and the tip of the spear went towards the door of the hill, and he subconsciously pulled out the sword in his hand in fear.

The sight in front of him was gone, and there was only a sword in front of him.

It has left the scabbard, the sharp blade is not in sight, this is a blunt sword, a bladeless sword!