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Chapter 75: A monk without a flying sword can hardly mention that he is a cultivator

The tree roots that were so arrogant just a moment ago were directly broken into countless sections and flew in all directions under the explosion.

Not only did the flames on it not go out, but it burned even more fiercely after it attached to the roots of the tree.

Not only the broken tree roots, but also the roots of the locust tree were also ignited.

"Wow~"

The branches of the locust tree shook violently, and more roots broke out of the ground.

The few tree roots that were ignited by the flames retracted to the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames above.

But magic is different from ordinary flames. Even if it is buried underground, it will continue to burn.

However, this is not what Hou Jiuming wants to see. After all, this is a rare spiritual tree and it has become a demon.

Everything about it is made of fine materials.

Not only can it be used to make talismans, but it can also be used to refine weapons or be used for other purposes.

Therefore, after the flames drove back the attack and the locust trees rose from the ground, a long sword with a cold light appeared.

With a wave of his hand, with the mixture of magic power and true energy, a line of cold sword energy one meter long and one palm wide appeared, and then slashed towards the locust tree like lightning.

This sword energy was figured out by him based on the sword energy displayed by Wang Qiongyan.

It's hard to figure it out at first, but once you step out and stand up, it will dissipate very quickly after being instilled with mana. It has no power and can only stir up a small gust of wind, blowing the flowers and plants.

But when he had a sudden idea and mixed it with the real energy, the power was greatly different.

A large stone, which is as tall as a person and as thick as a water tank, can be cut in two without any pause under the sword energy.

Moreover, the incision is extremely smooth.

The sword energy that cut through the stone flew dozens of meters before dissipating.

Finally, a conclusion was drawn after many tests.

The effective attack distance of this sword energy is forty meters. Once it exceeds, the power will be greatly reduced.

For this reason, Hou Jiuming also gave Jian Qi a name.

It’s called Jiu Ming Jian Mang.

That's right, it's the homophony of his name.

After the sword energy flew out, it was invincible. Wherever it passed, the roots of the trees were split into two.

It wasn't until the seventh root was cut off that the power was exhausted and dissipated.

But there is not only one sword energy.

After Hou Jiuming swung the first sword energy, he swung the sword one after another.

A ray of Dao Senhan's sword light was like a sickle, cutting the roots of the tree with its teeth and claws dancing.

Not only that, although the middle-grade magical weapon, the Green Bamboo Sword, was blocked by tree roots at the beginning, Hou Jiuming's magical power is now far from what it used to be.

That is what a tree demon equivalent to the middle stage of Qi training can resist.

After just a moment's pause, he cut through the roots of the tree and struck the tree demon's body.

"Bang~" There was a muffled sound, and the half-foot-wide blade of the Green Bamboo Sword sank directly into it and got stuck on it.

The tree demon seemed to have gone crazy after suffering such a huge damage. The tree crown, which was shaking violently, suddenly stopped.

Then the surrounding air became inexplicably cold.

I saw illusory figures walking out of the tree trunks with dull faces. Some of them came to the green bamboo sword and stretched out their hands to pull it out. Some of them took the initiative to meet the sword energy.

I want to use my illusory body to resist the sword energy.

Looking at the wild ghosts who did not dare to step out of the canopy and had no consciousness whatsoever, Hou Jiuming couldn't help but think of ghosts.

Tiger monsters eat people and leave their souls behind, so they act as ghosts.

Now, this locust tree restrains the souls of those who died and uses them for its own use, which is no different from that abominable tiger monster.

However, Hou Jiuming dismissed the behavior of the tree demon.

Not to mention dozens of wild ghosts that are equivalent to those in the early stage of Qi training. Even if it is in the middle stage of Qi training, it will only take a few strokes once the Yishin is released.

Of course, this small scene does not require a battle of gods.

Seeing the three sword energies being blocked by the ghost, Hou Jiuming waved the sword in his hand expressionlessly.

"Buzz~buzz~"

A dozen sharp sword energies struck at the tree demon one after another.

Those ghosts are already very strong, and they can still block the sword energy consumed by three waves of power.

Facing the sword energy at its peak, if you move forward, it's not called blocking, it's called giving food.

Three or four ghosts stood in the shadow of the tree and used their bodies to resist the sword energy.

But in an instant, the sword energy passed through them and slashed at the tree demon without stopping.

"Bang bang bang~"

After a series of muffled sounds, there were several deep scars on the dryad's body.

Next, Hou Jiuming continued his efforts, just standing in the distance and constantly waving his sword energy. The branches of the tree demon he chopped were shaking and the roots of the tree were twitching, but there was nothing he could do.

The wounds on the tree became more and more numerous as time passed.

Until after a cup of tea.

"Boom~"

The big tree that the three of them hugged was broken in the middle, and the huge tree fell to the ground, raising dust that covered the sky.

Those tree roots that were originally dancing like a group of demons were now like dead pythons, lying limp and motionless.

"Phew, it's finally solved. I didn't expect this tree demon to have thick blood and be so resistant to beatings." He waved his hand to recall his green bamboo sword, and it quickly shrunk in size as it was being retracted.

By the time it fell into his hands, it had returned to the size of a palm.

However, the Green Bamboo Sword, which had been following him since the beginning, could no longer keep up with his strength.

In battle, it often plays a diversionary role.

"It's time to find a suitable magic weapon."

Putting away the green bamboo sword, Hou Jiuming couldn't help but thought to himself.

After the chaotic thoughts were put away, Hou Jiuming came to the tree demon with his long sword and began to deal with his trophies.

No matter what it is, as long as it becomes a demon, its whole body is a treasure.

This is especially true for plants.

This time it was just a tree. If it were a medicinal plant, it would be even more precious.

It took more than an hour to deal with the locust tree.

Whether it was broken branches or fallen leaves, none of them were spared.

Even the sap dripping on the ground was dug out by him along with the soil.

After all, they are all things that contain spiritual energy, who knows if they have other uses.

By the time everything was taken care of, the sun had already turned to the west.

After thinking about the locust tree lying in the storage bag, Hou Jiuming decided to return. With the harvest of the tree demon, there was no need to check the remaining locations.

He got on his horse and drove back without stopping.

Compared with when I came, the speed of going back is naturally much faster.

Since there was no need to search and inquire, I hurried back to Linjiang City in just one afternoon.

However, after returning the horse and returning to his home, Hou Jiuming couldn't help but secretly make up his mind to build a flying magic weapon.

After all, he is also a great master in the later stages of Qi training.

As a result, he relied on mortal horses to travel, which was completely inconsistent with the monk's high status.

After being busy for several days, Hou Jiuming did not immediately start making blank copies after returning. Instead, he took a rest for the night.

It was not until early the next morning that I came to the yard full of energy.
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