But this kind of method is effective against other martial artists, yet for Chu Fengmian, it is utterly meaningless!
At the moment when this surge of spiritual power rushed around Chu Fengmian's body, a dragon's roar suddenly erupted from him.
It shattered this surge of spiritual power entirely.
"Courting death!"
Chu Fengmian turned his head, his eyes cold to the extreme, a surge of spiritual power gathered in his palm, and immediately swept out.
With a single strike from Chu Fengmian, the spiritual power transformed into a storm, directly sweeping across.
These tree spirits, under this palm, were all shredded and turned into refined spiritual power, which Chu Fengmian directly devoured.
"It seems these tree spirits have already learned some tactics from battling with martial artists."
These tree spirits are more troublesome than Chu Fengmian imagined, especially their mysterious forms.
