Long Bufan doesn''t have to look at the slightly threatening Yin measurement sound. He knows who said it, because at this time, the only person closest to him is the fifth ranking Muyun sect "Ling Sen".


    He looked back at the dragon. His thin face flashed a cold color. His eyes were full of hostility.


    The four eyes were opposite. Long Bufan''s eyebrows were light, and the corners of his mouth smiled faintly. He choked back and said, "although my ability is not very big, it is more than enough to surpass you."


    As soon as the voice fell, long Bufan''s breath suddenly increased again, and the pace of walking at his feet accelerated for a few minutes. With three or two efforts, he had caught up with Ling Sen of the Muyun sect, and even had a tendency to surpass each other.


    "Little disciple of Sanpin sect, dare to be so arrogant and fast, but it doesn''t mean your strength can surpass me!"


    Seeing that long Bufan was really close to him, Ling Sen immediately snorted contemptuously. A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes and pulled out a long sword from the storage bag, which was filled with murderous spirit.


    "Oh? Wooden sword!"


    Long Bufan''s eyes were slightly frozen. He found that the long sword was not made of metal, but made of wood. The smooth and flat sword body was covered with all kinds of mysterious and complicated wooden runes, covered with a light brown halo.


    However, before long Bufan could react, Muyun zonglingsen had launched an attack in advance. He saw the wooden sword in his hand stabbing fiercely. Suddenly, the rune on the sword suddenly burst into dazzling light, and an extremely obscure vitality fluctuation also spread quietly.


    "Whew, whew, whew!!!"


    The next moment, in the bright light, countless branches similar to branches suddenly sprang out, wrapped and wrapped around the dragon, directly forming a branch circle with a diameter of five feet.


    Under the pressure of the energy of the stone ladder law, at the current speed of the dragon, he could not retreat. In an instant, he was caught in the interior intertwined by branches without suspense. His arms and legs were tightly bound and could only move slightly.


    "Sure enough, he is a wood martial artist."


    Long Bufan''s eyes were cold, his arms were strong, and he tried to break the branches around him with brute force. The only thing is that these branches are extremely soft and tenacious. Even under the support of force, they can deform with the strength. Even if there is a sign of cracking them, they recover in a short moment.


    Obviously, in this case, it is impossible to break these difficult wooden branches only by pure physical strength.


    What surprised longbufan most was that countless tiny wooden thorns appeared from these wooden branches, which were about to pierce into his own skin and flesh!


    Long Bufan frowned, hurriedly turned the real yuan in his body, and a protective energy defense cover appeared all over his body to resist the dense sharp wooden thorns.


    However, although the body protection yuan Qi mask can resist the damage of wood spikes, long Bufan was shocked to find that the real yuan in his body is slowly decreasing, and the binding force of those branches is obviously increasing bit by bit!


    "Ha ha, boy, enjoy my cage slowly. When you break it, I''ll almost reach the top." Ling Sen laughed complacently. Although his wood martial arts have weak attack power, the yuan power of wood attribute has the characteristics of endless self-healing. It''s best to use these wood branches to trap the opponent.


    In the previous three rounds of martial arts competition, he first trapped his opponent by this means, and then launched a fatal attack.