Yang Zhengshan gave the burly man a meaningful look. With a shift of his will, the vines around them began to grow wildly once more.
One vine after another swam through the air, spreading toward the black-robed man and woman. The two immediately swung their long sabers to block those vines.
"Since you're so unable to tell good from bad, fellow Daoist, don't blame me for being impolite!"
The burly man said angrily.
The next instant, his figure moved, appearing beside his two companions like a wisp of ghostly shadow. Without any visible movement from him, clumps of black qi rose from within his body and seeped into the vines.
Yang Zhengshan frowned. The moment that black qi seeped into the vines, it actually broke down his magic power at once and corroded his vines away.
The vines formed by the Vine Art were not real vines, only vines transformed from magic power.
Once the magic power vanished, the vines would naturally disappear as well!
Yang Zhengshan could not help feeling a little uneasy in his heart. Since the other party was also an Immortal Cultivator, could his strength be above his?
Speaking of it, he was also a complete novice at cultivating immortality. This was his first time exchanging spells with an Immortal Cultivator. What if he could not beat the other party?
But now that matters had come to this, he could only steel himself and fight this battle.
He himself could hide inside the Spirit Source Land, but the other people could not.
Besides, there would be a first time sooner or later, and the present situation had not reached the point where he had to shrink back.
At that thought, Yang Zhengshan reached out and beckoned. Ten green blades of energy instantly flew toward the three