Therefore, we can see here that Guo Ziqi and others are besieging the thousand-year-old tree demon. The surrounding trees are stretching out their branches to join the battle. The nearby trees are all moving, but the tree that Feng Jiu is leaning on stays there motionless.
Seeing this, the many disciples who were entangled by many branches and fighting in a somewhat awkward situation were stunned for a moment and shouted, "Mu Jiu, help quickly!"
“After all, you are Nascent Soul cultivators. If you can’t even deal with a thousand-year-old tree demon, then there’s no point in even thinking about the rest of the road.” Feng Jiu said calmly, and took out a fruit from the space. She leaned against the tree, ate the fruit, and watched them fight.
Hearing this, everyone's warlike spirit was aroused. They gritted their teeth and swung their swords and chopped. Many branches and leaves were scattered on the ground around them, and the thousand-year-old tree demon was besieged by Pei Zixuan, Mu Ling, Lin Chengjin and Xie Kaizhi.
Compared with the attacks of other trees, the attacks of this thousand-year-old tree demon were extremely fierce. Its roots suddenly sprang up from the ground and hit them. Each attack was as sharp as a sword. If they failed to dodge in time, they would be injured by the fierce aura.
"call out!"
“Hiss!”
A sharp sound passed by, and a scream was heard. The disciple named Chen was unable to react in time and was pierced through the calf by the sharp branch. He fell to the ground instantly. The sharp tip of the tree was pulled back, and a stream of blood splattered all over the ground.
"Senior Brother!" When the disciples surnamed Chen saw that their senior brother was injured, they hurried to his side to protect him and retreated to Feng Jiu's side. Although they didn't know why the tree monsters didn't dare to attack this side, they knew that looking around, it was probably the safest to be with Mu Jiu.
“Mujiu, please take care of our brother. Please.” Several disciples bowed to Fengjiu and asked for her help. Before she could open her mouth, they quickly joined the battle.
The disciple named Chen sat on the ground, covering his calf that was pierced by the branch. A bloody hole was pierced there, and the pain went deep into his bones, making him break out in cold sweat.
Fengjiu ate the fruit, glanced at it nonchalantly, and said as if it had nothing to do with her: "This bleeding must be stopped quickly, otherwise it will kill people if it continues like this."
Hearing this, the disciple named Chen looked up at him, knowing that he had brought this upon himself. After all, Mu Jiu had warned them long ago, and even asked them to deal with the woman. He was the one who protected the woman, but didn't want...
He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, took out hemostatic medicine from his Qiankun bag and sprinkled it on the wound, then tore off his robe and bandaged the wound. After doing all this, he felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body, and he sat against a tree, gasping for breath.
Perhaps because Fengjiu was there, the sharp branches around stretched out towards this side and then suddenly retracted, as if they were afraid of touching something scary.
Seeing this scene, the disciple named Chen's eyes flickered slightly. He looked at Mu Jiu who was leaning against a big tree and eating fruit, and asked, "Why don't those tree monsters dare to attack you?" This scene was too weird, and it didn't seem right no matter how he looked at it.
Feng Jiu smiled slightly after hearing this, and glanced at the disciple named Chen sitting next to her, and said in a half-truthful tone: "That's because they know I'm dangerous."