"Swish!...Puff...ao..."

The sword with his right hand moved the long sword and slashed a dazzling sword light towards the window in front. The sword was very sharp and its hair was broken. It was the flying sword left by the male monk in Shushan after his death. It was taken by Ning Caichen, far better than ordinary soldiers. There was even a kind of cold white mist on the sword. The sword light slashed on his tongue and directly slashed a huge hole, and the red blood flowed out. The tree demon was in pain and his tongue on the window shrank back.

"Let's go out first, I'll hold the old demon."

"Be careful."

Nie Xiaoqian reminded him worriedly, then flew out into the window. She knew that staying would only drag Ning Caichen down.

"Boom...crack...crack..."

The corridor of the attic cracked, and a huge tongue hit the inside from the window like a snake's tail, just in time to meet Nie Xiaoqian who was flying out.

"Haoran is righteous and kills the demon arrow."

Ning Caichen's eyes condensed, and his literary energy burst out. A pair of bows and arrows condensed in his hand. The power of the literary energy turned into silver-white arrows and shot at his tongue.

"Swish...swish..."

The tree demon screamed in pain and was shot by the demon-killing arrow transformed by literary energy. White smoke directly emerged from his tongue, corroding a blood hole as big as a washbasin.

"Ning Caichen, I want your life."

Being injured by Ning Caichen made the tree demon a little crazy, and the sharp sound of neither male nor female sounded in the surrounding woods.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!..."

The green vines, the thickness of their arms, were hundreds of them, directly penetrated the wooden boards around the houses, and were wrapped around Ning Caichen like chains, trying to trap him.

"Caichen." Nie Xiaoqian, who had escaped from the house, was very anxious to see this scene.

"Go first." Without thinking too much, I could only shout to the outside, because there are too many vines and are used from all directions. Once you are entangled, you will never get out.

"Open it for me...sheep...boom..."

The sword light crisscrossed, waved the long sword in his hand and slashed out a large piece of sword light. In the end, the entire attic had a sword light from all directions, like a sword field, and more like a blooming sword flower. The vines were cut off. Ning Caichen's figure flew out from the roof, and the attic below collapsed directly and turned into ruins.

"Walk."

Ning Caichen called Nie Xiaoqian who was still parked on a tree next to him. Now Yan Chixia didn't know what was going on. It was difficult for him to deal with the tree demon alone. He could only avoid it first, jumped to the horse's back outside the yard, and cut off the reins with a sword. The white horse was tied here by him. Fortunately, he was not killed by the old demon. Nie Xiaoqian also landed on the horse's back and hugged Ning Caichen from behind.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Behind him, wood chips flew across the ruins of the collapsed attic, and vines shot out like chains, chasing Ning Caichen, trying to keep him.

"Boom! Crack... Crack..."

Behind him, more than a dozen big trees were broken and shot by vines, and broke directly in the waist. Several vines chased after him, but they were cut off by Ning Caichen's sword, allowing him to escape and ride along the path in the woods.

"No, my urn is controlled by grandma. Even if I run far, I will be recruited by grandma. You can leave first, leave Lanruo Temple and don't come back."

On the horse's back, Nie Xiaoqian leaned against Ning Caichen's back and said.

I'll leave, what should I do if I leave? The old demon won't kill you yet. Ning Caichen gritted his teeth and greeted Yan Chixia in his heart. This unreliable dead Taoist priest.

"Don't talk, I'm a man, listen to me now."

She patted her back on the horse with her sword and continued to rush to the horse. Nie Xiaoqian didn't say anything and wanted to leave. She dragged the old demon behind and asked Ning Caichen to leave, but she found that Ning Caichen's hand was firmly grasping her, as if she was afraid that she would leave.

"It's useless. Grandma will catch up soon. If this continues, neither of us will be able to leave."

"Then don't leave either."

"But..."

“Well…”

Nie Xiaoqian was still trying to speak, but at this time Ning Caichen rode his horse and suddenly stopped. The surroundings were relatively empty, with a small hill covered with grass and only a few sparse trees.

"No need to argue now. I'm afraid that if we don't solve this old monster, we will not be able to leave."

Ning Caichen said, which made Nie Xiaoqian stunned. Then he looked forward and found that a figure was more than fifty meters ahead of the two men, wearing a big black robe and a horned hairstyle on his head. He looked in his forties, looking like a man, but dressed in an old woman.

"Grandma."

"Strange scholar, let's see where you go this time." The tree demon looked at Ning Caichen with a fierce look on his face.

"Ha, old witch, you are chasing me tightly enough." Ning Caichen's mouth was lined up, and his face showed a relaxed look.

"Grandma, please let Caichen go. You can do whatever you want me to do." Nie Xiaoqian pleaded with the old demon.

"Bitch, dare to betray me. I will deal with this scholar again." The tree demon was cold.

"It's not certain who deals with it. Old Witch, you're too confident." Ning Caichen grinned. Although he had to admit that his strength was still a little short of the old tree monster, he could not lose in terms of momentum.

"I'm still arrogant when I die...huh..."

"Get out."

The tree demon's eyes turned cold, and a terrifying fierce light burst out in his eyes. Then he saw its right hand suddenly move, grab Ning Caichen in the void, and the soil on the ground exploded directly. More than a dozen vines as thick as arms wrapped around Ning Caichen like chains, pushed Nie Xiaoqian away, swung the long sword in his hand, cutting off the two vines in front, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated backwards to avoid the remaining vines.

"Swish! Swish! Swish..."

At the place where Ning Caichen originally stood, the soil was pierced, and a huge rock was pierced, and the vines were directly penetrated into the ground, passing through the soil and rocks for several meters. It can be foreseen that if these vines shot on the body, they would definitely penetrate the body.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The body of the Breaking Cloud sounded. Before Ning Caichen could stop, he saw a scarlet tongue shooting towards him like a poisonous snake. This was the tongue of the tree demon, shot out from its mouth, like a bright red chain of death, stretching for hundreds of meters long.

"Puff!"

Ning Caichen quickly retreated, and a swallow turned over in the air to avoid his tongue. A big tree behind him broke directly and was swept by his tongue. His tongue shot towards Ning Caichen again as if he was conscious.

"Break it for me."

Ning Caichen was a little angry, and directly used his literary energy to condense on the long sword in his hand, slashing out a dazzling sword light, ready to cut off the tongue.
Chapter completed!