Chapter 578: The Thing of Gold and Stone

Because the water in the reservoir was absorbed, and the power room next to the house was destroyed, there was no water pump to provide pressure to supply water, so the tap water in the house was empty, and the forest elves had to rely on slapping to extinguish the fire. But even so, the places where the fire was burning on the current forest elves were now wiped out by the technique, and only a few places were still emitting sparks and light smoke.

At this time, the forest elf had already stood up, and the buds above their heads were floating together in a regular manner.

"Oh!!!" The forest elf raised his head to the sky and shouted.

Suddenly, the bud on the head of the forest elf began to move, and it bloomed one by one.

Although the speed at which the buds bloom is visible to the naked eye, they do not appear to be very fast due to their size.

"Uh-huh......" Zhang Yi coughed hard and woke up from an old sofa leisurely.

Although the blow from the forest elf was blocked with a peachwood sword before, the strength was real. After Zhang Yi was beaten and smashed through the glass, if it didn't happen that there was a sofa in this residential room that could be used as a cushion for Zhang Yi, otherwise he would have been seriously injured.

However, Rao is like this, Zhang Yi still fainted after smashing on the sofa, and by the way, he smashed the depression of the sofa and collapsed into it.

Zhang Yi trembled, got up from the sofa with difficulty, coughed a few deeply, and after taking a few breaths, he stood up from the sofa with both hands supporting the peach wood.

At this time, Zhang Yi's body and face were all wounds cut by glass.

Zhang Yi came to the window with the peachwood sword, looked at the forest elf who was looking up to the sky and howling, gritted his teeth, flipped out of the window, held the peachwood sword in one hand, and staggered over.

"You ...... well" the scorpion was about to speak for comfort when a branch shook off and interrupted what the scorpion was about to say.

With a slight touch of his toes, the scorpion stepped back and dodged the blow.

"Scorpion...... Scorpion! Zhang Yi gasped and shouted intermittently.

"Huh!?" The scorpion turned its head to look at the sound.

"How's it going?" Zhang Yi asked weakly, "And Aunt Ying!?"

"She's gone after the demon!" The scorpion replied lightly.

"As for the forest elf......" The scorpion didn't continue, just shook his head helplessly.

When Zhang Yi saw the scorpion's appearance, his brows tightened and he thought deeply.

After a while, the scorpion saw Zhang Yi's sad face, and said, "In this situation, I'm afraid that we can only use attack damage to attract the attention of the forest elves."

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"Alas......" Zhang Yi was silent for a while, then finally sighed and said, "This can only be the case!"

During this time, the buds on the head of the forest elf have been in full bloom, and the cherry white flowers are as gorgeous as epiphany, and they look more fairy under the illumination of the moonlight, and there are three golden flower cores hanging in the middle of the flowers. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the position of the three flower cores makes people look like the flower is a face.

"Oh~~~" The forest elf raised the arm composed of branches and threw it directly towards the street lamp in the distance.

With a "boom", the street lamp was directly smashed into scrap metal.

"Oh!!" After the forest elf smashed it, he retracted the branch and roared at the street lamp, and the core of the flower shook a few times with the roar.

"Can you be quiet?" Zhang Yi really didn't want to start, so he couldn't help but persuade.

But in response, Zhang Yi is a fist composed of countless branches.

Zhang Yi's scorpions rolled forward one after another, dodging the punch.

"I can only use the method I said, and this is also for its good, while the situation has not deteriorated now." The scorpion rolled to his feet and pulled out two daggers with both hands.

"........." Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Do it!"

As the words fell, Zhang Yi and the scorpion rushed out from both sides of the forest elf's arm.

"Danzhu mouth god, tongue god is right, Luo Qianzhi god, throat god tiger ben, heart god Danyuan, so that I can understand the truth, think about the spirit and practice the liquid, the Tao qi lasts forever, and the urgency is like the law." After Zhang Yi finished reciting the incantation, he reached out and wiped the blood on his body, then wiped it on the peachwood sword, and slashed at the thigh of the forest elf with his sword.

With a "hiss", only a white mark appeared on the thigh of the peachwood sword and the forest elf, and the peachwood sword did not even cut into it.

"This ......" Zhang Yi looked stunned.

Before he could complain, a few branches sprang out of the thighs of the forest elf and stabbed at Zhang Yi's face.

Zhang Yi hurriedly withdrew his peachwood sword and slashed towards these branches. But every branch can't be cut, and the peach wood sword that opens the Xuan God Spell can't even cut the skin.

"Could it be ......" A conjecture flashed in Zhang Yi's heart.

This forest elf is the same as the hundred-year-old peach tree in the wild peach forest, not to say that it is exactly the same. The hundred-year-old peach tree is a candidate for the next generation of land mountain gods, while the forest elves are born with a kind of psychic plant, which can be said to be the children of nature, as the name says, the forest elves are the elves of the forest, and they do not belong to the category of evil things at all.

In the end, Zhang Yi could only grasp the peachwood sword with both hands, and retreated backwards while blocking left and right. On the other hand, the scorpion is jumping around on the body of the forest elf, and as soon as a branch attacks, it will cut off with a dagger very simply. Although the cut is neat, these are just a drop in the bucket, after all, the five-meter-tall figure is there.

Fortunately, as long as Zhang Yi leaves a certain range of the forest elves, these branches will be withdrawn.

It is impossible for the peachwood sword to hurt the forest elves, and it can only be used with knives such as gold and stone, which will have some effect.

"Hey! Give me a dagger! After Zhang Yi put the peachwood sword back on his back, he shouted at the scorpion in mid-air.

The scorpion didn't turn back, and waved down with his backhand, directly throwing one of the daggers at Zhang Yi.

With a "ding", the dagger was firmly pierced at Zhang Yi's feet, and the small half of the blade was pierced into the cement floor.

During this period, Zhang Yi didn't move, steady as an old dog, letting the dagger fly from the sky and stick next to him, looking so calm.

All right! In fact, Zhang Yi didn't react at all, after Zhang Yi shouted that sentence, he didn't find this dagger until the dagger flew to his head, and it was too late to hide.

Zhang Yi felt his heartbeat of more than two hundred, bent down and reached out to climb out of the dagger at his feet, and after turning twice in his hand to get used to the feel, he grabbed the dagger and rushed forward.

For Zhang Yi and the scorpion's way of attracting attention, the forest elf didn't care at all. After all, the body size is too big, and the plant is already vigorous, and the speed at which Zhang Yi and the scorpion cut is not as fast as others.

"Oh~~~" The blooming flower of the forest elf looked at a place in the village and roared.