I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

The wind blade strikes.

Appeared suddenly.

The half-meter-diameter wind blade struck Zhuang Zhou. It was as thin as a cicada's wing and impossible to defend against.

Wind ghost.

It's more elusive and weird.

If you can't catch the wind, you can't catch the wind ghost.

Zhuang Zhou turned sideways to avoid the wind blade. The wind blade passed by Zhuang Zhou, and it fell on a black iron stone half a man's height.

The black iron stone, which was stronger than steel, was split from the middle, split in half, and shattered on the spot.

Seeing this scene, the blue-eyed Celestial Lion broke into a cold sweat again.

Zhuang Zhou encountered all kinds of things, and why were they so terrifying?

That is black iron stone, the main material that can be used to forge weapons in the Earthly Evil Realm. It was easily torn apart by a wind blade. If it were replaced by a flesh and blood body, who could resist it.

"Little guy, accept your fate! You can't escape!"

A faint voice came from the void, like a ghost demanding life, weeping and complaining.

The wind ghost demands his life.

He had already locked Zhuang Zhou's position secretly.

Wind blades fell one after another, sharp and continuous.

Zhuang Zhou's martial arts intuition was amazing. Every time the wind blade was about to fall, he could always dodge it in time.

Wind blades passed by him one after another, creating cracks on the ground one after another.

"Micro control, every inch of the body's muscles can be mastered to the smallest detail! Not many of today's younger generation of practitioners have such a foundation in martial arts!"

Zuo Sanqian commented.

For warriors, strength is one aspect, but the control of power is another aspect.

Most warriors blindly pursue the increase of strength and practice various mysterious techniques. Although their strength has increased, their control of power is really unsightly.

Ten points of strength, those who can master seven or eight points are considered quite good.

And someone like Zhuang Zhou who has almost perfect control of power is simply a miracle.

Even though Zuo Sanqian was not very interested in martial arts, he had an appreciation for Zhuang Zhou.

"Don't hide if you have the guts!"

Feng Gui's wind blade struck one after another, but no matter what, it was unable to hit Zhuang Zhou's body, not even a single hair was cut off. No matter how sharp his wind blade was, what was the use?

"You, a majestic Fenggui at the Earthly Evil Realm, are bullying me, an eight or nine-year-old child, and you still don't let me hide. Are you being unreasonable?"

Zhuang Zhou said with an aggrieved face.

"But since you won't let me hide, then I won't hide."

Zhuang Zhou suddenly stopped and swayed his body, standing blankly in front of Feng Gui.

Seeing Zhuang Zhou's figure freeze.

On the contrary, Feng Gui did not dare to act rashly.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

He didn't believe that Zhuang Zhou would forcefully catch his wind blade!

"If you don't take action, then I will!"

When Zhuang Zhou saw Feng Gui hesitate, he suddenly showed a strange smile.

Feng Gui's heart suddenly tightened.

What is this thing for?

If you hide yourself in the wind, there is no way he can catch you!

But this thought just came to mind.

Countless vines sprouted around Zhuang Zhou, and the vines weaved into green walls, surrounding Zhuang Zhou with a radius of one kilometer.

This wall is airtight.

It is difficult for outside airflow to blow in.

Within the walls, the dark wind dissipated.

The wind ghost had nowhere to hide and appeared in an instant.

It turned out to be a colorful tiger.

The clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

The wind ghost should indeed look like a tiger.

The wind ghost looked at Zhuang Zhou with a ferocious look on his face.

"You can actually control the surrounding plants to block the wind. However, this method is just a small trick in front of me. As long as I use a few tricks to tear these plants apart, let's see who can block the strong wind!"

Feng Gui's voice fell.

It was about to take action.

An uneasy feeling suddenly emerged from its heart.

Zhuang Zhou raised his fist to kill.

Qi and blood surged like a river.

The wind ghost wanted to seize it, and it was shocked to find that dozens of ghost vines appeared under its feet and entangled its four soles.

Feng Gui struggled to break away, and the ghost vines became more and more entangled.

It watched helplessly as Zhuang Zhou's fist rushed towards him.

Feng Gui opened his mouth, about to spit out the wind blade, but the little whirlwind was still brewing in Feng Gui's mouth.

On the ground, a thick vine turned into a fist and directly gave Feng Gui a bean on his jaw.

Feng Gui's mouth closed, and the wind blade dissipated. It almost bit off its own jaw.

"..."

Saw this scene.

Feng Gui panicked.

What kind of tactics is this?

It has never thought that there are still people who can use plants to fight, completely trap it, and completely suppress it.

Bang!

Zhuang Zhou's fist hit Feng Gui's forehead.

A violent blow.

Nothing fancy.

No skills at all.

But the pain was so severe that it almost made her cry.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

Zhuang Zhou asked.

"You can't make me give in!"

The wind ghost is unyielding.

He's a tough guy, he won't give in easily like the water ghost!

"Tickle it's flesh~"

Zhuang Zhou ordered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost vine stretched out a vine, stretched it into Feng Gui's armpit, and scratched it gently.

"Hahahaha~ Oh oh oh~ It's tickling me to death, it's tickling me to death! I said it, I said it!"

The wind ghost is not afraid of anything but being tickled.

It was caught at its weak point and succumbed instantly.

"No one ordered me... This is my mission, and it is also your calamity!"

Feng Gui seemed to want to say something more.

A bloody thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and hit the wind ghost directly.

"Stone Demon!"

Zhuang Zhou shouted.

The stone demon's huge body protected the wind ghost and resisted the bloody thunder.

Thunder struck the stone demon's body.

The stone demon staggered for half a step, and a small pit about an inch deep appeared on its back. However, it only took a moment. The stone demon drew its source from the earth, and the injuries on its body improved instantly, without any trace left.

"Can't you tell me?"

Zhuang Zhou looked towards the clear and cloudless sky.

Who would have thought that in such a clear sky, a life-threatening lightning had just struck down.

A bolt from the blue.

Great evil in the world.

Often only when a certain taboo between heaven and earth is touched will such a scene occur.

The origin of the wind ghost is too valuable to die under the thunder.

Zhuang Zhou knew that what he just said was just a warning.

If the wind ghost continues to talk, even the stone demon may not be able to resist the next thunderbolt and directly take the wind ghost away in a wave.

"Sacrifice it to the Netherworld Gate!"

Zhuang Zhou gently rubbed his temples and said.

The ghost vine seemed to be asking for credit, and directly threw Feng Gui onto the altar.

"When did the spirit planter become so powerful in combat?"

Watching Feng Gui being captured by Zhuang Zhou. Lin Yun's whole body was numb.

Aren’t spiritual planters a group of experts in farming?

According to his understanding, these spiritual planters should be old farmers with their backs to the sky, waving their hoes, and hoeing the ground every day!

But such an ordinary lineage turned out to be so ferocious in Zhuang Zhou's hands.

That's a wind ghost!

A fierce ghost at the Earthly Evil Realm level.

Lin Yun thought, even if he and Zhuang Zhou's positions were swapped, he might not be able to deal with the wind ghost so easily. However, Zhuang Zhou actually killed a frightening wind ghost with a few ghost vines that could be seen everywhere. Damn it, why?

Lin Yun was mostly puzzled.

"Perhaps he got the inheritance from Nangong Mie! It is said that Nangong Mie once raised a topic when he was an elder in the Human League - the application of offensive spiritual plants! It is only a lineage of spiritual plants and has always been weak, so his The subject was shelved and no one cared about it! Now that I think about it, Zhuang Zhou’s methods actually have some shadow of the aggressive spirit plant that Nangong Mie mentioned!"

Zuo Sanqian whispered.

When Lin Yun heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He arranged for Nangong Mi to act as Zhuang Zhou's protector and lead him astray. This was all his fault.

And Zhuang Zhou could also achieve good fortune by learning from an old farmer?