The wooden knife of the wooden knife flew into the air.

Kiriti raised his head and watched the wooden knifeman's knife cut through the sky, he only did one thing.

Raising his hand, he clenched his open fingers into a fist.

With the movement of the Kiri, the Sycamore, which was originally chopped by a wooden knife, seemed to be called by an invisible force, and after falling to the ground, it grew up again and suddenly overshadowed the height of the Kiri.

They were growing wildly, and they were also intertwined, like thick vines, and they were once again condensed into a new shape.

A fist.

Like the fist that Kiritsu raised above his head, the fist was magnified countless times.

Above this fist are the black leaves of the Sycamore Demon Tree, as if the ghostly eyes are fluttering with the sound of the wind, and they are as weird as ten thousand eyes blinking.

"Everything is going on!" Kiriki snapped, and his entire arm swung out, slamming into the wooden swordsman in the air.

So the fist composed of the demon tree that had just been formed also smashed out, and a dull sound of breaking the air sounded above, blocking the knife of the wooden knifeman.

Clang!

The two collided, and there was a sound like a golden stone, and the wooden knife man only felt as if his knife had hit something harder than divine iron, and the huge shock force made his entire body violently shake.

Only he knows that this wooden knife looks like wood, but in fact, he doesn't know how much killing intent is contained in it, and it is a real killing knife.

This is also the reason why breaking through the defense tree realm of the tung ghost just now is as easy as cutting tofu.

But what he didn't expect was that in this huge second punch, his wooden knife couldn't cut through it, how strong did it have to be to do it?

"Your sword is good, but as a human, you will never be able to understand the mysteries of nature, and it has given us endless magic and talent, let alone guesses. ”

Kiriti was wrapped in a tree fist, but he could still see outside, and his voice came out of nowhere.

The Tree Fist completely isolated the Wooden Knifeman from the outside.

Not only that, Kiritsu was not ready to give the other party any respite, he quickly urged the talent, and the whole person emitted a pale green glow, and the dots of green light illuminated the surrounding darkness.

He was in the middle of the Tree Fist, surrounded by tightly wound tree walls.

And the moment the green fluorescence illuminated the tree walls in the darkness, the trees suddenly began to intensify their activity, entangled more closely with each other.

Outside, the sight of the wooden knifeman was even more terrifying.

A tree fist blocked his killing intent knife, which was not enough to move him, but as Kiriki began to exert force, the clenched tree fist gradually loosened and became a huge palm.

The palm of the hand slowly sank and pressed against the ground next to it, and more sycamore demon trees appeared at its end, growing and continuing to become arms.

The process is quick, and in the blink of an eye a full right hand is formed there.

Before it was finished, at the moment when the right hand was formed, the piece of soil pressed by the palm of the hand began to vibrate violently, and thick ravines began to appear, which was the palm of the hand struggling.

Something, like breaking free from the soil.

The wooden swordsman knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and there were not a few demon cultivators he had killed, but this time he encountered it, which made him feel palpitations.

Although he didn't know what was brewing underground, he knew that he had to stop the other party and stop this demon cultivator called Kiritsu.

The wooden knife changed to a more comfortable position in his hand, and the wooden knife man readjusted his body, and the killing intent in his body worked again, and his long hair fluttering in the wind suddenly became longer.

The original silver-white hair was dragged to the ground under the impetus of the killing intent, and it flew up with the wind, as if he was draped in a gray cloak.

The gray murderous aura gathered behind the wooden swordsman, appearing in his long hair, elongating his figure and lengthening it again.

With the knife in his hand, the wooden knifeman's gaze fell on the arm of the entire tree in front of him, the crack in the ground was still intensifying, and the swing at the joints of the arm proved that it was indeed struggling to break free, trying to break free from the shackles of the earth!

The wooden knife man looked at it, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Even if it's not the best time to make a move, the tricks that Kiriki is preparing are brewing a huge horror.

He stepped forward, and the steps under his feet became faster and faster, and the elongated figure behind him brought out a long gray line, as if a long knife appeared out of thin air, and the whole person of the wooden knife seemed to be completely integrated into this knife and lost his trace.

The knife wants to break the law!

Neither side is an ordinary monk, they have their own pride and self-confidence, and neither chooses to shy away cowardly.

The knife of the wooden knife man, fusing the killing intent in his body and the murderous aura in the wooden knife, can be said to be a knife in the heyday of the killing intent, if this knife is not dealt with well, it is likely to directly break through the tree wall and penetrate the chest.

It was at this time that the right arm, which had been trying to break free, had a new change.

Next to it, a huge ravine peeled out, and in the deep, dark chasm, the dull sound of crashing and grinding was deafening.

"Boom!"

A long, huge black shadow temporarily blocked the sunlight from the sky, and a tree arm, which also had thousands of black eyes, rose from the cracked ravine, and then slammed into the ground.

A second arm, or a left arm!

The wooden swordsman who incarnated in the sword light suddenly understood what the Kiriki wanted to do.

He couldn't help but increase the intensity of his urging killing intent, and the entire sword shadow shuttled towards these two arms at a faster speed.

Facing the extremely fast gray sword light, Kiriki's eyes suddenly widened, and he also knew that the duel had reached the most critical moment, and being able to successfully complete this move became the key to deciding victory or defeat.

He slashed his right hand on the palm of his left hand, cutting a bloody hole, and then quickly pressed his left hand against the wall of the tree in front of him.

The tree wall emitted a dull roar, as if it was smashed on a heavy drum, and the originally entangled trees were entangled and constricted, and the two formed tree palms were raised high outside, and then photographed at the same time in a moment of time!

Boom!

The wooden knifeman pounced.

When the earth stirred up a dust storm that obscured all view, he shuttled through the dust, but did not hit his opponent.

A larger, more massive figure fell from the sky and slammed into the ground, a sturdy, terrifying, tree-made monster, a giant treeman.

Its appearance is hideous, and its body is made of sycamore wood, and there is a layer of gray-green dense lines on the outside.

Its muscles bulged high into pieces, and although it was not known how trees could have muscles, their appearance was extraordinary.

The giant treeman's eyes were hollow and dark, as if they had a terrifying suction, forcing the Wooden Knifeman to release his killing intent to resist that feeling.

"You're a step late. Suddenly, the Treant spoke, and although its voice changed, the Wooden Knifeman knew that it was Kiriki, who was controlling it inside the giant Treant.

The wooden knife man was silent, he was indeed a step late as the Kiriki said.

At the moment when the human sword came over in one, Kiritsu controlled his palms and slammed the ground to complete the last step.

The giant treeman, who had completely broken free from the shackles of the earth, leaped high into the air, thus dodging the terrifying stab and landing again.

This can't be said that the wooden knife is not strong, the strongest knife that he condensed the spirit just now, if the Kiritsu didn't have time, there was a high chance of injuring or killing the other party, there was no doubt about it.

If it weren't for the fact that the Kiki Ghost forcibly used the paulownia essence blood in his body to stimulate the power of the wood spirit and forcibly break free from the shackles of the earth.

The paulownia essence blood is the innate bloodline of the Tong clan, which contains a large amount of wood energy, and is an extremely precious treasure.

The tung ghost uses the essence blood of the paulownia wood, and if you want to replenish it again, it will be an extremely long and arduous process, and it may not even be able to make it up.

Such a price, from a strategic point of view, does not necessarily mean that the wooden knife man suffers, but from another angle, how terrible is this giant tree man who can force out the blood of the paulownia essence and break free from the rules of the earth?

"You are strong, but this is my city, the people I love, and my city will be guarded by me. ”

The Wooden Knife Man pulled back the wooden knife that had fallen to the side, and he slowly stroked his hand over the blade, the sharp blade cutting through his palm.

The hot blood stained the blade, and for some reason the entire wooden knife began to turn red, like a burnt iron through it, and a strong light enveloped it.

"The knife becomes a blood-burning wood, and the name of the knife is acacia. The wooden knife man ignored the huge figure that occupied almost all of the sky on the other side, and his tone was leisurely, with a strong longing, and the thought was like blood.

It was the first time he introduced his knife, and he never called it a wooden knife.

But this time was different, after Kiriki summoned the terrible tree man, the wooden swordsman felt that this battle was going to be fierce.

It is so tragic that the knife may be broken and people may die.

He didn't want his knife to have a name at the last moment, so of course, the wooden knife had its own name, just like the inseparable mind of the wooden knifeman.

Burning blood wood, blood and burning, is also a strange wood, the material of the wooden knife is not ordinary.

The contradiction of wanting to cut lovesickness, but people can't help but go lovesick, maintains a delicate balance.

The crimson blade was lifted by the wooden swordsman, this was a flat lift, and the flat lift meant that his next battle would become even more crazy.

The eyes of the wooden knife man began to turn red, which was a symptom of gradually falling into a state of madness after the killing intent filled his mind, and only in this state could the wooden knife man be able to fight against one of the ten thousand things of the Kiri Oni, the giant tree man.

Kiritsu listened to the last words of the wooden knife man.

He didn't speak again after he fell into a frenzy.

Kiritsu feels like he's finished reading a whole story.,A very interesting story.。

The infatuation and the love-breaking knife, as well as a lonely city tomb behind it, such a story is monotonous and desolate, but it has its own magnificent beauty, which makes people sigh after reading, and the story is a story after all.

"It's time to finish. Kiriti said. He'd read the story, had had fun, and it was time to leave.

The waste of paulownia essence blood allowed Senluo Vientiane to break the previous ban on the earth this time, and summoned a terrifying giant tree man, which was very strong.

Looking at the wooden knifeman's demonic eyes, which were gradually reddening, the Kiri ghost controlled the giant tree man to swing his fists, and the two extremely thick arms made an extremely strong sound of breaking through the air, and black cracks visible to the naked eye manifested in the air.

The wooden knife man drew his knife like a madman, and the blood-burning acacia danced into a fan in his hand, and there were red knife shadows everywhere.

His long hair was frantic and wanton, and his sword qi shot into pieces, colliding with those two terrible arms no less than a hundred times in an instant.

His figure also retreated more than a hundred times.