Matsuda's face was very ugly, he was dazzled by the willow wood spirit, and he really didn't think that such a situation would happen for a while, but now it's too late to go down, so he simply stood a few hundred feet away from Xiang Yang, standing face to face, and waited for everyone to gather.

In the air, this kid can get close with a magic weapon at most, and it is impossible to exert that kind of monster-like speed again, right?

And as long as you keep a distance, with your cultivation in the late stage of the ninth turn, you are afraid that you will not be able to deal with a small Jiedan monk?

This is a mountain and forest area, in addition to the vitality of the soil system, the most is the wood system, which is equivalent to half of their home field!

The news spread extremely quickly, and it didn't take long for the high-level leaders of the Nine Ding Immortal Sect to be alarmed.

On the top of the most central peak, in the Zongwu Hall, the middle-aged monk with a simple face was looking at a jade slip, and then his heart moved, he stretched out his hand and tapped it in front of him, a ripple rippled in the air, and then a voice came.

He listened carefully, his face changed slightly, and his fingers involuntarily flicked a few times on the wooden table in front of him, and directly transmitted: "All Jiuding Immortal Sect monks are not allowed to interfere!"

Then he hurriedly stood up and walked out.

That disciple of the Floating Jade Sect who Jing Mo had spent a lot of pen and ink to introduce was not trapped in the Lost Fire Cave, it was related to the background looming behind him, this matter was very important, even if it disturbed the sect master's retreat, he had to be notified.

After all, the personnel of the Jiuding Immortal Sect are complicated now, and even the three major overlord sects of the Northern Divine Prefecture have a few elders there, who knows what kind of turmoil will be made? In case the news of those few formations and formations spread, in front of them, the seemingly majestic Jiuding Immortal Sect is not enough to see.

After two incense sticks, thousands of monks were already surrounded by thousands of monks around the Floating Jade Sect's station, and the black pressure was overwhelming, covering half of the sky.

Looking at the two figures in it, the buzzing noise was endless.

"Hey, isn't this the old man Matsuda of the empty mulberry gate?

"I'm not mistaken, that kid on the other side... That kid is just a monk in the Dan period. ”

"What kind of drama is this?"

"Well, it seems that the lower part is the residence of the Floating Jade Sect, which was originally an empty mulberry gate... This time, somehow, it will be occupied by the broken household, and it is estimated that the old man Matsuda is angry about this matter. ”

"Hehe, just find a little guy in the Dan period to vent his anger? Is this old guy old enough to live like a dog?"

“。。。。。。 ”

Among these monks who watched the excitement, many of them were not lower than Matsuda, and some sects were much stronger than the empty Sangmen, so they naturally spoke unscrupulously, Matsuda listened there, his old face turned red and white, and he almost didn't turn around and scold his mother directly.

"Is this kid an ordinary monk in the Dan period? Lao Tzu's apprentice, Yuan Ying is at his peak, and he was knocked away by a punch!

Xiang Yang looked around, and nodded happily to Songtian: "How about it, the people who watched the play are almost here, why don't we start?"

Matsuda didn't speak, stretched out his hand, and a ball of cyan cloud rolled up, directly enveloping the front and back of him, dozens of zhang in a radius.

Then, in the mountains below, a trace of green qi swayed, and the wood vitality of several miles was directly attracted by him.

In the air, giant trees of a certain thickness appeared out of thin air...

With his move, the side suddenly became lively again.

"The old ghost of Matsuda has some good goods at hand.,This wood-based maze array is good.,Look at the color of the green gas.,It should be possible to do a simple virtual and real conversion.。。。 ”

"He can summon more than 300 Heavenly Trees with this Xiao Xiao Luomu Thousand Hammer Killing Spell, this old guy is about to enter the peak of the Nine Turns, right?"

"Tut-tut, this exercise that borrows the power of heaven and earth, I'm afraid it's more than thirty percent?

"It's like killing chickens with a knife! To put on such a big battle against a little guy in the Dan period!"

In the midst of the discussions, Xiang Yang seemed to be stunned, motionless, and looked at it dumbfounded.

In the maze, Matsuda also breathed a sigh of relief, the master of the Nine Rotation Period, to say that his magic power is not much greater than that of the Yuan Infant Period, but as long as he attracts the power of heaven and earth, ten Yuan Infant Stages can't bear it, and he can kill that kid with a wave of his hand.

A fierce color flashed in his eyes, this kid casually took out two treasures, but he was afraid that there were more good goods on his body, or he would destroy them directly?

Just looking at his cultivation and Shouyuan, there should be some good backstage behind him, but when it comes to the backstage, who in Northern Shenzhou can compare with Wanjian Pavilion?

To say that the top and bottom of this empty Sangmen are quite low-key and cautious on weekdays, otherwise their own station will be occupied, and they will not wait so long, until Jing Mo set off to the front line and Chu Xuan retreats.

But at this time, Matsuda's mind is not only treasures but treasures, where can he think so much, the so-called wealth is charming, nothing more.

As soon as he made up his mind, his heart was hot, and he actually played at a super level, he could only summon three hundred and sixty-one heavenly trees, but this time there were four more at once, and there was still enough strength to spare, and finally he gave a fake reminder.

"Little guy, pay attention, I can't control the spell of Xiao Xiao Luomu Thousand Hammer Killing, if you can't control it, you can't blame me... ”

Xiang Yang sensed how keenly he was, he immediately heard the slightest killing intent contained in it, smiled coldly, and finally began to move, put away the flying sword under his feet, replaced it with the Wind Stepping Treasure Silk, and walked forward step by step.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Tian Yan had already calculated everything around him, at this time, his target was not against the Nine Turns Cultivator, but the direction and range of the attack of those so-called Heavenly Trees in the sky, the consumption of spiritual consciousness was not large, and it was not even as good as the replenishment of the Climbing Sky Tree.

As soon as he moved, Matsuda Yin laughed, his ten fingers flexed and flicked, and in the sky, the giant trees floated up at the same time, whistling in the direction where Xiang Yang was.

This kind of Tianmu that is purely made of wood-based Yuan Qi, the power of any one is equivalent to the full force of a master in the late Yuan Infant stage, more than three hundred roots, even if there is a mountain in front of him, he can shatter half of it.

But soon, he was dumbfounded.

Xiang Yang walked with his hands in his hands, his steps were not hurried or slow, as if he was strolling leisurely, but all those giant trees passed by, and none of them were next to each other.

After a while, he had walked nearly a hundred feet, and the black robe on his body was as smooth as ever, and even his hair was not scattered.

"Matsuda, this old guy still has to have some face, this is clearly releasing water, and he wants the little guy in the Dan period to retreat. But the control is remarkable, you see, every blow is just a little bit off hitting, and every time it happens, the old guy has a little control over this spell!"

Among the monks who watched the excitement, there was an old man who was full of admiration, and there was a chorus of echoes next to him.