A Mess
Clearly, the giant sword's words had struck a nerve with the Old Tree Demon, making him even more furious.
This time, though, the Old Tree Demon didn't strike the giant sword. Apparently, since those few blows just now had accomplished nothing, he couldn't be bothered to keep trying.
Just as the Old Tree Demon glared at the giant sword, several powerful auras appeared on the horizon and arrived in an instant.
Clearly, the powerful experts of the Kirin Clan and Great Peng Race had arrived.
They had evidently sensed Jin Shanshan and the others emerging, and now they were surrounded by an intense killing intent.
"Damn it! Who dares trespass on Fusang Mountain? Do you really think I'm dead?"
The moment he saw them, the Old Tree Demon flew into a genuine rage. He waved his walking stick and roared.
"Heh. Elder Tree, I call you 'senior' out of respect for your advanced years. But if it comes to a fight, I'm not afraid of you."
A Kirin elder, his whole body wreathed in terrifying flames, spoke in a sinister tone.
"Exactly, Elder Tree. I advise you not to provoke our two clans again and again. You may be our elder, but we've all become rulers in our own right. Even if your strength is truly extraordinary, can you really hold off all of us?"
As the flame-wreathed Kirin spoke, a Great Roc radiating dazzling golden light likewise issued a threat.
Hearing the two of them echo each other, Jin Shanshan's expression immediately darkened. He was truly worried that Uncle Shu wouldn't be able to handle them.
"Little friend, lend me your sword."
Faced with the threats from the two strongest members of the opposing side, the Old Tree Demon's expression darkened, but he didn't back down. He