"Although you, the group of peach trees, are stained with unknown gray fog, the materials of the trees are still very good. They are qualified to be firewood and burn fire for the masters."

As Li Nianfan's imperial woodcutter, Jiang Liu still has a deep understanding of firewood. He can see at a glance that these peach trees are suitable for firewood.

"Firewood?"

"Who do you think you are!"

The tree of Yangtao Clan leader was twisted, and the endless anger made the Yangtao on it turn from green to red. At the same time, an extremely fierce aura burst out from its body violently!

It hates others looking down on themselves the most.

Because it was originally just an ordinary spiritual root, and it evolved into its original spiritual root through unknown gray fog. It is not considered a red root, and it has some inferiority.

Now that someone has been deprecated as firewood, how can you not be angry?

"You will bear the endless anger of our Yang Taolin!"

"Hehehehehehehehehe"

The river stands in the center of the peach forest, and the surrounding trees cover the sky, surrounding him making a strange laugh. The terrifying pressure separates the surrounding space and separates it into a special space. The great way turns into strange phenomena and gathers and flashes in the void.

Jiang Liu was still calm. He just took off half of his clothes and tied them to his body, like the shape of an ordinary woodcutter.

The sword was slightly raised, his eyes were simple and unsightly. In his eyes, he no longer looked at the tree demon or spiritual root, but ordinary trees.

With the method of chopping hatchet, everything can be cut, not to mention that the one you are facing is firewood.

Feeling Jiang Liu's contempt, Yang Tao's patriarch's murderous intent became even more serious. He wanted to crush him and yelled: "Die for me!"

"boom!"

The whole forest was shaking, endless branches were rolling, rhizomes rose from the earth, bathed in the great way, each containing the power of creating the world.

If you enter a small world, you can easily crush that small world!

Countless rhizomes either merged into a giant hand covering the sky and suppressed the river, or were like long snakes, surrounding the terrifying force, leaving cracks in the void.

This place has become a world of plants, and even the earth has been overturned and no longer exists.

Jiang Liu said in a low voice to the peach tree behind him, "Drag me up."

"Okay... OK."

The peach tree shivered under the terrifying pressure and spoke weakly.

The branches trembled, surrounding the river, lifted him little by little over his head, and came to the void!

"What a terrible force, plants fight the river."

Yang Jian and others had already rushed over at this time. Seeing the situation in the backyard, their faces were immediately serious.

"These fruits are so amazing, let's work together to suppress them!"

The angel lord spoke solemnly, and as soon as he was about to rush out, he was stopped by Taoist Junjun.

He said, "This is a matter between Jiang Liu and Mu Chai. It is a fateful duel. We should not interfere. This is the most basic respect for a qualified woodcutter."

Hearing this, everyone stopped and looked at the field worriedly.

At this moment, Yang Taolin's attack had already arrived beside Jiang Liu, and Jiang Liu's eyes gradually became serious.

His body sank slightly, raised his sword to make a standard wood-cutting posture, and entered a state of selflessness, and said lightly: "Cut the wood seriously!"

Then, cut out flat!

"laugh"

The endless sword blade storm was centered on him, overflowing wildly, turning into an endless storm, sweeping up like a tornado, leaving the world covered in the boundless sword intent.

Heaven and earth are like swords, killing all things!

The transparent sword light shone, and the terrifying sword intent shuttled through, cutting off all the branches around it!

"Ahhhh, die for me!"

In the endless sword energy, the roar of the Yangtao clan leader came, and countless rhizomes flew over, making this world time and space constantly annihilated and reorganized.

"Boom boom boom!"

Among the strange phenomena, there were explosions and roars. Even Yang Jian and others could only vaguely see some images of the fight between them.

Xiao Chengfeng held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his eyes turned red, and he said in great grief: "Damn it, this famous scene does not belong to me, Xiao Chengfeng."

Gradually, the strange phenomenon dissipated.

Jiang Liu still stood proudly on the branches of the Yangpeach Tree, raising his sword and looking around, looking a little weak, but his demeanor was still there.

At his feet, countless broken branches were already piled up. If you look closely, you will find that these broken branches are extremely regular and the cut places are also flat and smooth. This can no longer be said to be branches, but standard firewood...

Everyone in the Heavenly Palace was immediately admired from the bottom of their hearts and exclaimed: "What a good guy, Jiang Liu is worthy of being a senior wood chopper. This knife technique is indeed accurate!"

Taoist Junjun said directly: "It's a wonderful showdown, everyone applauds."

"Smack!"

Flashes of applause rang out.

Jiang Liu waved at everyone with a smile and said modestly: "You are welcome. As a master's woodcutter, this is just a basic operation and cannot embarrass the master."

In terms of strength, his magic power is even less profound than that of the Yangtao Clan leader, not to mention that the other party brought a large forest to fight him. However, he practiced the method of chopping hatchet, which was a congenital suppression and had a significant effect on Yangtao Lin.

During the battle, he even gained a lot of combat insights.

"Tiu Chai, you really treat us as firewood, and you are unforgivable!"

The voice of the Yangtao patriarch was trembling, and the extreme anger made its huge body tremble.

Most of its branches have been cut down, and they are already bald and look a little desolate.

"Die, I must die!!!"

The voice of the Yangtao clan leader became extremely sharp, and there was another sound mixed with it. In its trunk, wisps of gray mist appeared, turning into a gray face, staring at the river with a cold and ruthless gaze, making people feel chilled.

"In the seventh realm, I have repeatedly ruined my good things, and the heaven cannot forgive me!"

A majestic voice came from that face, unparalleled and domineering.

The unknown gray fog flowed on the Yangpeach Tree, causing its broken branches to grow again, and its breath became weird and terrifying. The unknown gray fog surged, covering the Yangpeach Tree with a gray coat, completely shrouded by the unknown.

"Break the long night with one sword!"

Xiao Chengfeng, who was standing beside him, could no longer hold back. Seeing this, he immediately drew his sword, condensed a shocking sword, and slashed towards Yang Tao Tree!

However, the terrifying sword light fell on the peach tree, but it seemed like a mud cow entering the sea without causing any turmoil.

This made Xiao Chengfeng's face froze slightly.

The unknown gray mist flowed like flowing water, accompanied by a sneer, "Under the 'Heaven', all your power is in vain! I want to turn you all into white-haired monsters!"

Jiang Liu stood away without being panicked, but smiled faintly: "Haha, you finally appeared, the landscape box."

What?

Landscape box?

"Heaven" was stunned, and then there was boundless anger.

What happened to this group of people from the Seventh Realm?

It’s okay to just call Yangtao Chaihuo, but now you dare to call the dignified "Heaven" a landscape box!

Why can you define others casually? It’s too disrespectful to others!

‘Tian’ stared at Jiang Liu and said coldly: “You guy with a stubborn mouth, let’s turn you into a white-haired monster first.”

A branch surrounded the unknown gray fog and slowly wrapped around the river!

Although Jiang Liu had just made a show of the limelight, his power had been exhausted, and he obviously had no power to fight again, not to mention that his opponent had become "Heaven".

Junjun Taoist and others wanted to come to rescue, but were trapped by Yang Taolin. The unknown gray fog was too strange. This was the power above them, leaving them helpless.

"One of the other purpose we came here is for you, how could it be that there is no backup?"

However, Jiang Liu smiled slightly, held the sword without any panic, pinched a spell, and gently stroked the void in front of him.

"Tear!"

The space was like paper, with a hole in it.

In the deep space, I don’t know where it leads to, and it is extremely calm, with only a little strange aura emitted.

Then, a picture that traveled through the space slowly opened like a scroll.

This is in a forest, with monsters moving, and a tall man holding a feces fork in his hand, working hard in the pit in the middle.

He felt something, raised his eyes and glanced at here, his eyes fixed on the Unexpected Gray Mist, and said, "Oh, it's not bad, you'll find Unexpected Gray Mist so soon."

"He is your back? It's not so good, it's not enough!"

"Tian" sneered in a cold voice, and did not take the king's heart, but continued to attack Jiang Liu.

And just as it came to Jiang Liu, Wang Zun moved.

He slowly picked up the dung bucket beside his feet and gently swung it at it.
To be continued...