Prudently, rightly so.

An out-of-body man who is scheming close to the demon faces thirteen sky-high powerhouses who came to ask for their lives. didn't show the slightest panic, just sat on the top of the mountain in such an open and honest way, plain...

If there is no greasy in this, no one will believe it.

"Beep..."

At the top of the mountain, there is a fire burning, and the smoke is slowly blowing down the mountain wind...

Xia Xun held the little feet of the peony and lightly smeared the ointment. The two whispered a few words from time to time, not salty or light, and sometimes laughed. As if I couldn't feel it at all, the thirteen murderous aura that was approaching...

"Da-da..."

Along the stream, some people went up, and under the drinking of bamboo slips, they walked very carefully and slowly. Every step is a solid landing, and the second step will be taken. It's like thirteen birds, ready to startle at any moment...

Weird, weird.

At this time, the upper and lower sides are only less than 200 zhang apart.

The wounded elk was there, licking its wounds calmly.

Thirteen jackals were trembling and slowly ascending.

I really don't know whether to say that the elk is bold or the jackal is timid.

Or maybe it's...

"At this time, he is still in the mood to help people apply medicine?"

"This kid is so daring..."

"Is this an empty city plan?"

"Definitely not..."

"Look at the rolling logs..."

The jackal who went up the mountain whispered quietly...

"Heh, he's playing a little trick... You want to overturn us with just a few pieces of wood?" said the hooker, a little louder, disdainfully.

"He's when we're out of body like him!?"

"Don't underestimate the enemy..."

The bamboo slipper glared at the hooker beside him, and shouted softly: "Wait for the sword to break, and the others will stay." If we can't break it, we will retreat on both sides, and don't rush to attack..."

"When?" asked the leader Silver Sword in a cold voice.

"At least thirty feet, the closer the better..."

"Brother Huan, this is too cautious, right?"

"It's better to be cautious... He relied on divine sense, and it was rumored that it was a hundred battles. So, the closer we get, the less he can rely on..."

“......”

The smoke blows in the wind, at will.

Two elk licked their wounds, just quiet.

After Xia Xun applied all the ointment in Mu Wanli to the wound of the little foot, he bandaged the little foot again with a strip of cloth.

Then, I soaked my big hands stained with medicinal residue in the stream water on the side, and carefully scrubbed them...

"Can you hear what they're doing?"

Peony put the little feet that had been plastered with the plaster, put them back into the hem of her skirt, shook her head, and said quietly: "The distance is two hundred zhang, and you have to cultivate above the Apocalypse Realm to hear... However, your layout should have been seen through by Mei Huan. ”

"Sha..."

Wet big hands wiped a few handfuls on the green shirt. Xia Xun took two steps forward, walked to the middle of the path, and looked faintly at the thirteen figures who were going up the mountain.

smiled faintly: "It's just a corner, it's not in the way..."

"Are you ready?" said Peony.

"I'm waiting for you," Xia Xun replied

"I'm almost there, too"

“......”

Here, the deer on the mountain is relaxed and indifferent.

Over there, the jackals going up the hill were cautiously panicked.

The two completely different atmospheres are gradually connected in a corner of the mountain. It's hard to tell who is the real hunter and who is the prey...

The smoke is thick and choking.

The stream is clear, with a few wisps of green.

The jackals slaughtered the line, and the elk marquis hills.

War... A touch is imminent, a hundred and a half feet away...

The wolf who goes up the mountain, the slow step, the slower. It's that the smoke is too choking, and there are some clues on the road.

"Is it the rejuvenation of all things?"

"Hehe, Xinglin means actually used to hurt people..."

At the same time as the two of them were talking at the top of the mountain... The thirteen jackals in the ascending line, fifty zhang in front of them, have undergone some changes...

At a glance, countless small vine seedlings are slowly growing in the middle of the path, densely spread out in a whole line, until they are spread in front of the fire on the top of the mountain, full of greenery.

The vine seedlings are delicate, the chopsticks are long and wide, with a few young leaves swaying slowly, so wet that there is some dew between the stems and leaves. Just like the spring returning to the earth, the bean sprouts that have just grown overnight are harmless to humans and animals, clear and gratifying.

However, for the jackals who are going up the mountain, this is not cute, but a little scary.

Because, the cobblestone road along the stream does not grow grass, and it does not grow longer than this dense vine seedling. And now, it's really growing, and it's growing all over the ground. That only means that someone deliberately let them grow here. And at this time, there is only one person who can make the stone grow grass...

It's the injured she-elk on the mountain...

She's gathering momentum.

"Sword on guard..."

"Poof!"

With a shout from the bamboo slip in the middle of the wolf pack, the two silver swords at the front of the team were instantly unsheathed and pointed down. Two silver rays slowly bloomed, wrapping the two of them all over their bodies, blocking in front of the ten people behind.

Except for the unsheath manual, the two of them had no extra movements, and the steps under their feet were still stepping on a slow beat, one step at a time.

One hundred and twenty zhang

The grass is long, the wolves are walking slowly, and the elk is waiting.

The birds, butterflies, fish, and insects here have long since disappeared. All that remained, the cypress trees and grass around them, which couldn't run away even if they wanted to, trembled with their leaves under the gloomy aura of slaughter. There is also a stream that does not know whether it is alive or dead, clapping its hands in a loud voice...

At this time, the distance between attack and defense is already very close. As long as the random party shouts here, the person on the other side can hear it clearly.

It's just that... No one seems to be going to do that. Perhaps, I don't know what to shout. There's only one way to kill this...

"Phobi~"

Xia Xun picked up a burning dry wood from the fire and walked to the stacked cypress stumps. Said lightly: "Ready?"

A small green grass, glued by a slender hand, was gently inserted on the cobblestone ground: "The seedlings in front have grown. ”

The torch was held by Xia Xun, and casually ignited the dead leaves covering the cypress stump in front of him.

The flames are rising...

A thick black smoke came out of the pile of dead leaves, and the smoke from the mountain wind and the fire behind it blended together and slowly drifted down the mountain...

"Let's get started. ”

"Well..."

Peony nodded lightly, and at the same time, her slender hand formed a palm, and quickly drew a circle in the air, and a faint green light rose from her palm and spread to her body.

"Wonderful hands!" said a faint snort, and his slender hand formed a finger, pointing on the pebbles where the grass was rooted...

"Rush!!"

At the touch of a button, the grass flashed fluorescently, and a gust of spring breeze dispersed. Thousands of cyan silks that are difficult to see with the naked eye, like the roots of grass, spread rapidly in the stone field, from top to bottom along the path by the stream...

"Sasha Sasha..."

The silk mangs passed, bringing up the faint green mangs all the way. It makes the already green Baizhang Qingteng Road even more vibrant.

"Rejuvenation!"

"Bang bang... Brush Brush Brush ......"

The peony chanted two words again, and at the front end of Qingteng Road, the pebbles all over the ground suddenly exploded with the sound!

Countless small vine seedlings instantly grew into thick vines with wide arms and several feet tall, trembling and staggering at great speed. Just like countless soul-hooking ropes suddenly stretched out from hell, with a sharp vine thorn, towards the people coming down the mountain, fierce and violent stabs!

Fight!

The deer moves!

"Sword Break!"

"Three rings of the moon!!"

It's too late, it's too soon. At the same time as the vine sprouts grew violently, a battle order arose, and the two silver swords drank together, and quickly swung out with two dazzling silver rays.

"Brush Brush Brush"

The sword rises and falls, and the green vine cuts in two. The front hand of a vine has just been broken, and then the green vine Baidao attacked...

And an hour ago, in the ancestral hall in general. Endless green vines, overwhelming.

It's just that the two silver swords shot this time obviously had expectations and countermeasures. The attacks of these green vines are only many, not strong. Although the vine thorns are as hard as iron, and the rattan thorns are as sharp as knives, compared to the attack of the ancestral hall at that time, the current green vine is obviously much weaker...

Under the wielding of the two silver swords, no matter how much Qingteng is, it can only be reduced to a little cabbage under the butcher's knife. The thorns slashed and split, and it effortlessly let the sky be full of green vines, flying all over the sky......

"Don't keep your hands up. Brother Jun chops the grass, Xiao Wei eradicates the roots, and continues to go up the mountain..."

After observing the green vines that came to me. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, the bamboo slip directly ordered to point out the weakness.

"Good!"

"Puffy!"

The order was issued, and the two swords changed in response.

The two silver embarrassments soared directly into the sky, and the two silver giant swords appeared behind him, bursting out in all directions.

With a sword dance, the sword speed was faster, opening and closing, directly blocking all the green vine attacks on the trail. The sword shadow was aura, the silver light danced wildly, and as long as the blue vines in the sky touched a point, they would be broken into slag without exception, splashing out on both sides of the path.

A sword sweeps the ground, and the sword speed is not slow, only the sword qi is released, and the sword moves are not made. One after another, the silver sword qi continued to burst out from the silver sword, directly piercing into the pebble ground several zhang away, and exploded. A sword pierced in, and a huge pit was blasted, and the gravel of the formation instantly turned into powder, and the outer layer of pebbles burst into flames. The green vine seedlings and roots hidden deep in the ground will disappear in an instant, and they will never grow again...

Terrible!

The cultivation of these two people is definitely not low...

Judging from this method of cutting grass and eradicating the roots, they are only one step away from the peak level of the Soaring Heaven Realm at most.

The time they walked in the snow to find plum blossoms a year ago, they were indeed too aggrieved to lose...

"Wow... Bang..."

The green vines exploded, and the two swords were slashed up and down.

This section of the creekside path was cut into potholes for a while, sinking into the ground four or five feet underground, and there was no end to the stone.

The sword opened the way, and the jackal continued.

And the vine seedlings in the first section rose in an orderly manner. No more, no less, just three feet away from the people who went up the mountain. Every time the comer takes a step, the green vines three zhang away will be stimulated, and suddenly grow a foot wildly, wave after wave, stabbing towards the comer...

This seems to be a detailed attack to lure the enemy into going deeper...

It's just that the silver sword that opened the way, the silver light danced, just like a slow fire, extremely fierce, burning all the way to the green firewood. Let the detailed attack of Deqing Ivy not look like a detailed attack, but more like a futile effort...

"Beep..."

There is fire in the mountains, and there is also fire on the top of the mountain, two clusters.

The freshly burned cypress fire has also been burned vigorously. Billowing smoke almost obscured the view from the top of the mountain.

Xia Xun stood beside him with a torch and looked down the mountain lightly.

The peony was filled with green mangs, holding the grass roots in his hand, and sitting quietly.

Quiet and uneventful.

"Three points of strength, seven points of strength, so easily break your starting hand... The two brothers, Yang Jun and Yang Wei, are not weak... No wonder the crazy woman was going to use the lives of these two people as an opportunity..."Xia Xun said lightly.

"Well... They are only two points weaker than Chang Le, and they are not far from the peak of the sky. Peony said it so lightly that she couldn't tell at all that she was fighting.

"How much strength do you have?" Xia Xun asked.

"Seven or eight points," Peony replied.

"Then don't be tempted anymore..."

“......”