It's nearly a foot deep underground.

A large wooden pile built one foot deep into the ground, you can imagine how strong its defense is.

It’s no wonder that after putting on the Tiger Gloves, he had a strength of nearly 7,000 kilograms and could barely shake it.

"What a strong defense."

Xu Rui was surprised by the hardness of the wooden pile.

The wooden stakes that were knocked away quickly dissipated, revealing the figure of Taoist Qingming again.

A wave of the bamboo stick.

Countless vines quickly emerged from the ground and wrapped around their limbs.

It is the method of overcoming strength with softness.

The vines are tough and Xu Rui doesn't dare to let them get entangled.

Staring at Taoist Qingming in mid-air, my heart felt a little heavy.

In just a few confrontations, the two sides showed their outstanding cultivation, proficiency in wood walking techniques, and rich experience in fighting.

A trace of fighting spirit rose from the bottom of my heart.

He likes to fight with powerful opponents so that he can enhance his cultivation.

"Ape Strike Technique."

He stamped his feet and instantly flew into the air.

But the vines also chased after him like lightning.

He handed the Buzhou Hammer to his right hand and waved it in the air.

"Fuhu Spiritual Palm."

Roar.

Accompanied by the thunderous roar of the tiger.

Three giant palms of golden light the size of water tanks, like cascading waves, shot straight towards Taoist Qingming with powerful force.
Chapter completed!