"Chao, you're in charge of providing reinforcements," Lotus said while running.
"Alright." Chao changed directions halfway, and with two or three leaps, he arrived at the location of the bad guys' residence in the middle of the town. He chose a suitable spot on the roof and sat down. Like an old tree, he didn't move at all.
If one observed carefully, they would find that there were roots growing out of his feet, piercing through the tiles beneath him and continuing downwards.
The rainwater became the best nutrients.
The moment the roots pierced through the roof and touched the bluestone floor in the middle of the hall, his body turned into a towering tree in a few breaths.
Unseen underground, the roots split again, and a large number of them extended in all directions, almost covering the entire area of the small town. The situation of the various battlefields was clearly visible.
At this time, he came under an osmanthus tree and "possessed" it, so he could hear every word of the conversation in the house.
Thus, he used the strange tree form to block the path of the three people who were eager to return to the main battlefield.
"Generally speaking, cunning prey are good at using all kinds of disguises to escape the pursuit of the hunter."
The strange tree that he had transformed into split open like a mouth, then a nose, eyes, and ears, as if it had transformed into facial features, which made his words more convincing.
"It's the Root of All Wood!" Yuan Fushun said in a low voice.
Ji Hyun-woon said coldly, "Just you?"
"This old man isn't here to fight the three of you." Chao smiled slightly. "You've been deceived."
"What do you mean?" Ji Hyun-woon raised his eyebrows.
"That person is the best at disguise. It seems that because of some kind of oath, he can't attack at will." Chao said sincerely, "But this old man can point out that that person is the target the three of you are looking for."
Can the enemy's words be trusted?
Lu Hanqing said in a low voice, "Master, rumor has it that the Root of All Wood is a cunning old man. Don't be fooled."
Chao heard it clearly and couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Hanqing shouted coldly.
"If this old man deliberately wants to lure you there, what benefits will I get?" Chao said with a smile, "If that person isn't, I'll just kill him casually. The son of an overlord wouldn't hesitate to kill someone, right?"
"That's right. I'd rather kill the wrong person than let him off!" Ji Hyun-woon's eyes were filled with killing intent as he raised his fist and punched out. "You shall die too!" The fiery fist exploded. Coincidentally, it was the nemesis of trees, and it instantly shattered the tree into pieces.
"Go back!" Ji Hyun-woon's face was cold. He turned around and walked away.
When the three of them returned to the osmanthus tree, they saw the Daoist shamelessly using the little Daoist boy as a shield in front of him. "Disciple, hurry, hurry! They're back!"
"That Daoist Priest," Ji Hyun-woon shouted, "If you are not this Prince's enemy and this Prince killed you by mistake, this Prince will first apologize to you!" His Dragon Scale Boots stomped on the ground, and his body turned into a rainbow. His burning right hand reached out to grab Ku Daoshi in a strange posture.
The little Daoist boy timidly raised his hand, but somehow managed to block it.
Ji Hyun-woon was shocked. This move of his was passed down from the famous technique of Hua Feihua, the Great Trapper – Purse Clasp. When Hua Feihua used it, she could even capture a level-seven cultivator. Although he did not have Hua Feihua's skills, he was at least a level or two stronger. Yet, it was easily countered by the little Daoist boy.
With that, he understood that the little Daoist boy's martial arts skills were not inferior to his.
At this moment, the little Daoist boy suddenly reached out with his other hand. It was also in the "Purse Clasp" position, and the way he grabbed it was exactly the same. It was as if he had copied the Daoist boy's moves with just one look.
However, he knew that it was not the case. The little Daoist boy's mastery of the "Purse Clasp" was obviously better than his.
This technique was very insidious and cunning. The person who was locked would immediately have all the acupoints in his body sealed, turning him into a useless person.
He had no choice but to retreat.
"My Lord!" Sensing the sudden change, Yuan Fushun no longer had any sympathy. He drew his sword and swung it, enveloping Ku Daoshi and the little Daoist boy, Bai Xing.
The little Daoist boy, Bai Xing, grabbed nothing but air. He took a step back and used his shoulder to knock Ku Daoshi out of the range of the sword's attack.
However, the impact was not light. Ku Daoshi cried out and almost vomited the food he had eaten the night before. He could not help but curse, "You little brat, you must be taking revenge. Ouch, my stomach …" He bent over and covered his stomach as he ran.
Bai Xing had no time to care about him. He grabbed the handle of the axe and exerted a little force. The huge axe that had a chip on it spun like a whirlwind and blocked Yuan Fushun's sword.
Lu Hanqing followed closely behind. He tilted his three-pointed, double-edged saber and deflected the blade. The momentum was like a strong gust of wind. Little Bai Xing's small body could have been blown away like a kite.
However, she did not.
Little Bai Xing's small hand held the axe horizontally. Not only was she not blown away, she did not even move an inch. Only her loose Daoist robe fluttered behind her, showing off her frail body.
Lu Hanqing was shocked just by looking at her posture. If she had not practiced for thousands of times, it would have been impossible for her to lift such a heavy weapon so easily. But how old was she?
"Young lady, be careful!"
The three-pointed, double-edged saber danced like a dragon or a snake. The curtain of rain was broken layer by layer. The ring of the saber shone with dazzling white light like lightning and thunder. The raindrops were forced to follow it. In the blink of an eye, it had already been thousands of moves.
Bai Xing's hand that was holding the axe trembled. The web between her thumb and index finger was torn. Bright red blood flowed out and the body of the axe was instantly dyed red. The crack on the blade was like the open mouth of a monster, ready to devour any living creature at any time.
Blood burst out and the flying axe drew an arc. In the blink of an eye, it had already exchanged dozens of moves with the three-pointed, double-edged saber. After each move, the momentum of both sides rose to a higher level and became more and more intense. The thunderclouds in the Ninth Heaven rumbled. Only on this land, the rain was getting heavier.
"You two deal with her!"
Ji Hyun-woon put his hands behind his back. The divine light of ice and fire surged. His figure swept across the battlefield and chased after Ku Daoshi who was fleeing for his life.
Bai Xing panicked and wanted to stop him, but there was an opening.
"Make a choice, make a choice!"
Yuan Fulun's eyes shone brightly. He thrust his sword through the gap. "It's embarrassing enough for a man to bully a little girl, let alone two against one. But there is a choice in all of this. If anything happens to the young lady, I can't make it up to you. I'm willing to commit suicide!"
His sword momentum had evolved to the extreme. If it was as he said, he was trying to kill himself.
The drizzle had turned into a rainstorm.
Ku Daoshi fled in panic. The rain blurred his vision and he accidentally knocked over a stall. He fell in front of a shop. He pushed the door and climbed in. He leaned on the counter and panted. After a while, his expression gradually calmed down. He patted the old flute on his waist thoughtfully.
"You want to avenge Ji Polu?"
The fire illuminated the shop. It was a flour shop.
The cracks on the floor were filled with powder mixed with dust that had not been swept clean.
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