In the blink of an eye, nine had become seven!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Countless willow branches blanketed the sky, winding toward Luo Shen like thousands upon thousands of threads.
Yet Luo Shen's expression did not change in the slightest.
He gripped the Ghost Shadow Battle Blade in reverse, the muscles in his tightly clenched hands bulging and twisting.
"Ha!"
With a twist of his waist and hips, immense force suddenly erupted, surging layer by layer along his spine, through both arms, and all the way into his hands. The Ghost Shadow Battle Blade in Luo Shen's grasp swept out like a crescent moon.
An unstoppable momentum!
It forcibly cleaved a hole through the gigantic net woven from willow branches.
Although every one of those willow branches was tougher than steel rebar, before Luo Shen, they were as fragile as clay. Severed branches danced through the air, accompanied by droplets of green sap.
"Thud, thud, thud!" Luo Feng had not been idle either. His throwing knives repeatedly stabbed into the Willow Tree King.
Finishing blows were his specialty!
"Boom!"
Seeing itself about to be stripped bare, its body already covered in wounds, the Willow Tree King naturally refused to sit and await death. It went all out, lashing all its pale golden willow branches at Luo Shen at once.
No matter how densely one swung a battle blade, there would inevitably be openings.
But Luo Shen gave a cold smile. "Desperation won't help you!"
A flash of black light passed over Luo Shen's body, and black skin armor instantly covered him from head to toe, leaving only his eyes exposed. Grasping the battle blade with both hands, he swung fiercely. "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Massive numbers of pale golden willow branches were severed.
They broke at the slightest touch!
His blade light