Therefore, you can see from here that Guo Ziqi and others are besieging the thousand-year tree monster. The surrounding trees are spreading their branches to join the battle. The nearby trees are all moving, but the one that Feng Jiu is leaning on is not moving. Stay there moving.
This made all the disciples who were entangled in many branches and fighting a little embarrassed saw it. They were taken aback for a moment and shouted: "Mujiu, help!"
"Well, you are also Yuan Ying cultivators. If you can't handle even a thousand-year tree demon, then you don't have to say that the road behind is gone." Feng Jiu said lightly, groping a fruit from the space, leaning against the tree Watching them fight while eating fruit.
Hearing this, everyone's belligerence was aroused. They gritted their teeth and wielded their swords to chop. They saw a lot of hand-powered branches and leaves scattered on the ground around them, and the thousand-year tree demon was caught by Pei Zixuan Muling and The four of Lin Chengjin She Kaizhi besieged.
Compared with other tree attacks, this Thousand-Year Tree Demon’s attack is very fierce. Its roots jumped up from the ground and hit them. Every blow is as fierce as a sword. If you can’t dodge, you will be fierce. Hurt by his breath.
"call out!"
"Hiss!"
The sharp voice passed by, and a scream was heard. The disciple surnamed Chen couldn't react enough. The sharp branch pierced his calf, and the whole person fell down instantly. The sharp tree tip pulled back and brought out a blood. Splashed all over the floor.
"Brother!" When the disciples surnamed Chen saw that their senior was injured, they hurriedly came to his side to protect him and retreat to Feng Jiu. Although for some reason, the tree monsters did not dare to attack this side, but They knew that looking around, it was estimated that only Mu Jiu's side was the safest.
"Mu Jiu, please take care of our senior brother, please." Several disciples bowed their hands to Feng Jiu and asked her for help. Before she could speak, they quickly joined the battle.
The disciple surnamed Chen sat on the ground clutching his calf that was pierced by a branch. A blood hole was pierced there, and the pain entered his bone marrow, causing him to sweat coldly.
Feng Jiu ate the fruit, glanced casually, and said without regard to himself: "This blood has to be stopped quickly, otherwise it will cause death if it continues to flow like this."
Hearing that, the disciple surnamed Chen looked up at him, and knew in his heart that he asked for it. After all, Mu Jiu had warned them a long time ago and even asked them to deal with that woman. He was guarding the woman. , But don't want to...
He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, took out the hemostatic medicine from the Qiankun bag and spilled it on the wound, and then tore off his own robe to wrap up the wound. After doing all this, his whole body seemed to have been lost. Drained, the whole person sat leaning against the big tree, panting.
Perhaps it was because Feng Jiu was there, and when the sharp branches around him stretched out towards this side, he shrank back suddenly, as if he was afraid of touching something terrifying.
Seeing this scene, the disciple surnamed Chen's eyes flickered. He looked at Mu Jiu who was leaning on the tree and eating the fruit, and asked, "Why don't those tree demons dare to attack you?" This scene is too weird, why? It doesn't look right.
Feng Jiu smiled slightly, and glanced at the disciple Chen who was sitting next to him, and said, "That's because they knew I was dangerous."
Hearing this, the disciple surnamed Chen was speechless...