I don't know what the meaning of this thing is to him, but everyone seems to be vying for it, and they can't help but become curious in their hearts, wanting to see what the fruit looks like.
Just when my thoughts were changing, Puzan had already jumped to the edge of the fruit, stretched out his hand, grasped the purple core in his hand, and let out a loud laugh.
However, before the guy could laugh completely, another fist-thick tree vine shot out of the soil behind him, turned into a soft whip and wrapped around it, tightly strangling Puzan's waist.
"Ah... let me go quickly!" The old guy's face immediately showed a lot of fear, and he waved his hands and started to fight desperately.
However, the tree vines were tough and full of sharp thorns. After tightening Puzan's waist, they immediately tightened crazily. The poisonous thorns also dug deeply into his wrinkled belly, oozing out a lot of blood.
"Ah!" Puzan yelled, his facial features twisted like a ghost. After all, he was a very powerful head-bending master. Although he was entangled in trees and vines, his face was not panicked. However, he tightened his stance and bit down.
He broke the tip of his tongue and recited the mantra quickly.
As the sound of the mantra spread, the yin magic talisman on the old guy's face gradually flickered, and the breath of countless lunar calendars penetrated along the skin and pores. The originally withered body swelled again, and there was a faint tendency to break free from the restraints.
However, the tree demon hiding underground is not a vegetarian. One tree vine is not enough. In the blink of an eye, another one turns into a prison and locks, entangling Puzan's body again.
I was so frightened that I turned around and glared at Hikaru Ichiro, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Ichiro Hikaru pursed his thin lips and said with a smile, "This old guy is very capable, but I don't know who is better than the tree demon underground. If we don't lead him there, who will do it for us?"
Intercept the dryad?"
I was covered in cold sweat after saying these words, and I couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in my heart, but more importantly, I felt a deep fear of this person.
This guy from Japan is really extraordinary in terms of his methods and wisdom, but I just don’t know what he wants to do by taking such a big risk to take away the Soul-Reviving Grass?
At this time, Puzan and the tree vines were still in a stalemate. Whether it was the tree demon hiding underground or Puzan, who was filled with the aura of black magic, both sides were trying their best and were constantly tug-of-war. It was difficult to tell the difference for a while.
Victory or defeat.
However, Puzan was made of flesh and blood, and it must have been very uncomfortable to be pierced by countless sharp thorns. After less than a minute of confrontation, his face gradually became flushed, and his facial features were twitching violently, and he seemed to have lost some strength.
He quickly yelled at the other practitioners, "Stop watching the show and help me cut down these vines!"
"good!"
Several practitioners yelled and jumped up, just as they were about to rush forward to provide support. Unexpectedly, Ichiro Hikaru, who had been watching the show indifferently, sneered and raised his arms, and several white paper figures immediately floated in the air.
, accompanied by the white mist wandering in the air, lightly shooting towards the group of practitioners.
"Asshole, what are you going to do?" Puzan was horrified, turned his head with an expression of someone holding in his bowels, and glared at Hikari Ichiro.
But the little Japanese sneered, "I think it's best for you to die together with the tree demon. At this time, I won't sit back and let others help you!"
While speaking, Ichiro Hikaru also waved his short sword and charged directly at the group of practitioners. At the same time, he did not forget to yell at me, "Let's do it together. No matter it is Buzan or the tree demon, once any of them escapes from trouble, they will not be killed."
Will let us go!"
I'm still hesitating here, thinking why are you so arrogant in Japan, why are you ordering me? Seeing Hikaru Ichiro fighting with many practitioners, the blades flying like a silver moon, I already have a plan in my mind, and I don't even think about it.
Pay attention to it, turn around and run away.
But at this moment, a fierce roar broke out from Puzan's mouth, "Boy, even if I fight to the death, I will never let you get what you want!"
As he spoke, the old boy directly raised his hands high, and black air flow erupted all over his body again. His body expanded further, and actually squeezed away many trees and vines under the surface. Then his body contracted and he broke free from the gaps in the trees and vines.
come out.
My eyebrows twitched, and I thought that this old guy is really powerful. Even such a powerful tree demon can't trap him. I'm afraid that Ichiro Hikaru's trip will be in danger.
I was hesitating in my heart whether to lend a helping hand to Hikari Ichiro, but I found that Zhao Xu, who I had just pushed into the woods, actually picked up a simple knife, and rushed from the side with red eyes, aiming directly at Pu.
Zan that old guy yelled, "Old bastard, give back the lives of my family!"
"You bastard, get out of here!" Puzan didn't even look back. He waved his sleeves, and a breath of air stirred along the sleeves and hit Zhao Xu's chest. The huge pressure made his ribs burst into pieces and he spurted out blood.
, and fell several meters.
"What the hell, why are you back..." I was so anxious. No matter what, I owed Zhao Xu. If I couldn't take him away from here alive today, I wouldn't have the dignity to walk around in the world in the future.
Thinking of this, I could only rush back with all my strength, and with a violent kick from the side, I pushed that old guy Puzan away.
This kick took 100% of my strength and kicked the old guy so hard that he staggered and barely managed to fall back to the ground.
Looking at his face that turned pale due to blood loss, I was overjoyed. This old dog was first broken by Chen Xuanyi's black magic, and his body did not recover. Then he activated it again during the stalemate with the tree demon.
The secret technique has been exhausted at this time and cannot exert its fourth or fifth level strength. Why not take advantage of his weakness and kill him?
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on my face, I picked up the knife with my backhand, charged in, and struck the old man's face with the knife.
Puzan's steps were frivolous, but he had a lot of experience against the enemy. When he saw me attacking with great momentum, he immediately raised his hand and threw a handful of black sand. I felt the fishy wind blowing against my face, and my eyes turned black. I quickly swung the simple knife until it was leak-free.
Block the incoming hidden weapons one after another.
At this time, Puzan had already taken a deep breath and roared angrily, "Little beast, you ran away last time, but you still dare to come this time!"
I sneered and said, "If you're an old thief, how can I sleep peacefully?" As he said that, he struck out with another knife. Puzan did not greet him, but retreated while fighting, moving towards the place where the crowd was the densest.
I read cowardice in this old boy's eyes, and knew that he was unable to fight anymore, so I immediately waved the sword even more crazily, forming a silver flare, directed at his vitals.
I was having a great time fighting here, but Ichiro Hikaru not far away was a little tired. After all, he had to face four or five guys with good cultivation. After being frozen for a long time, he couldn't help but feel weak, so he deliberately bought a flaw, and his body became weak.
He spun around and hurriedly jumped to my side. While Puzan was desperately trying to parry the attack, he slashed his hand and opened a long gash in the old guy's back.
"Ah..." Puzan screamed in pain, his eyes filled with scarlet red and furious. He turned around and was about to scold Hikaru Ichiro for his sneak attack, but I caught the opportunity and flew forward, kicking him hard into the seam of the ground.