Wang Xu took out a willow leaf stalkless flying knife and shook his hand casually.

There was a roar in the air, and the willow leaf flying knife shot at a person in the distance in an instant.

Bang!

A mist of blood exploded in the distance.

"How is that possible?!"

Zhuang Xian exclaimed, "Isn't it an illusion?!" ”

Wang Xu's face was also a little gloomy, he thought it was the same as Zhuang Xian's thoughts, he thought it was an illusion, but now that he looks at it, it doesn't seem to be.

"My lord, Brother Zhuang, it's a little weird, look at those people."

I saw that the Shaoguan group in the distance didn't seem to pay attention to the fallen dead soldiers, but kept riding their horses forward, and didn't even bring their heads back.

Wang Xu pondered for a moment, took out a willow leaf flying knife in his hand, and broke through the air again without hesitation, but this time the target was not those dead soldiers, but the extermination of Shaoguan!

Zhuang Xian and Ge all looked at it coldly, they were not interested in these exterminators, especially for this Shaoguan, so they didn't care about Wang Xu's shot, or they agreed very much.

Sou!

The flying knife pierced through Shaoguan's body, but there was no trace at all.

Everyone in the distance suddenly stopped, and one by one they turned around.

"Whew!"

Wang Xu could clearly hear the rapid breathing of the two people next to him.

Because the people who turned around at this moment were all strange faces with different expressions.

Shaoguan's originally arrogant eyes were now only two blood holes, and red and white liquid could still be seen flowing inside, but what was terrifying was that his lips were still smiling.

The rest of the dead were the same, their faces were all different, some were elated, some were expressionless, some were resentful and jealous, some were desperate and frightened, and even the look in their eyes was vivid.

Rumble!

A black horizontal knife bombarded the past with terrifying might, blowing up the sky full of snow and mist.

Wang Xu withdrew his right hand and silently breathed for a moment, "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

Snowflakes scattered, revealing a black horizontal knife, but other than that, it was snow-white.

Wang Xu should receive a move.

Scold!

The black horizontal knife shot backwards, and Wang Xu inserted it back into the sheath.

Strands of blue transparent silk flashed in the air, and when you looked closely, there was nothing.

Zhuang Xian and Ge Quan behind him were not surprised, if it weren't for seeing Wang Xu's unpredictable martial arts, how could the two of them be so loyal.

Wang Xu moved the fingers of his left hand, he looked at the snow in front of him again, and raised his eyebrows.

"Let's go, keep going."

As Wang Xu and the three of them went deeper, at some point, the snowflakes that fell gradually decreased, and even the big trees next to them were glowing with a little emerald green color.

"Look, my lord!"

Zhuang Xian flicked his horsewhip, wrapped up a package on a branch next to him, and pulled it back lightly, "This should be their thing." ”

He didn't touch it with his hands, but with the skill of whipping, he shook it suddenly, and the contents of the package rolled out with bone.

It was a shriveled head, with messy yellow hair, and when the wind blew, it revealed a terrifying face.

"It's the dead man on the right."

Ge said with a heavy face.

In an instant, the originally slightly vibrant scene added a few wisps of dead silence out of thin air.

Wang Xu rode over and looked at the head on the ground with a solemn look.

He wasn't frightened by a dead man's face, but he had a big hole in the back of his skull, and the contents were missing.

"My lord, are you leaving?"

Zhuang Xian walked over and asked in a low voice.

"Let's go, why don't you go."

Wang Xu silently glanced behind him, behind him was snowing heavily, but now he was in a position of a little spring.

Just a few meters away, it's like entering another world.

Zhuang Xian and Ge Quan couldn't feel it, but he knew that since they walked into this forest, some routes seemed to be straight lines, but in fact, they had already spared a bend.

Now, when they move forward, they are really going back, and when they go back, they are gradually going deeper into the direction of the snow forest.

Moreover, I am afraid that they are not the only people who come here, there is another group of people secretly.

………………

Several black-clothed dead men cautiously formed a circle, looking at the dead trees around them with nervous expressions.

Just now they found that they had suddenly separated from Shaoguan, or that they had disappeared in the blink of an eye right under their noses, and then the three people who followed behind also disappeared.

Then, just as they looked at each other, not knowing what to do, several companions around them disappeared in an instant, and in the end, only a few of them remained.

They are all death row prisoners, and they all have more or less several lives in their hands, and there is a good saying that those who can kill others will naturally have the consciousness of being killed.

Therefore, although they were flustered, they were not very afraid, but none of them felt that they had lived enough, and wanted to find their own death.

Originally, after they had calmed down, they were gathering together to discuss what to do next.

Suddenly!

The tree next to him actually spoke.

At first, they thought it was a delusion, but after repeating it several times, they believed that it was really the dead tree on the side that spoke, and moved to enclose them in the middle.

The wriggling of the trunk of one of the ancient trees, coupled with the low hoarse voice, was extremely terrifying.

"You're human? Is it a tree? ”

One of the dead men took a deep breath and shouted in his heart, "How can there be a demon here!" ”

He once followed an exterminator and encountered an ordinary demon, which was simply not something that mortals could match.

Besides, the demon he encountered at that time couldn't be called a demon strictly speaking, but it just had the potential to transform into a demon, and it was more intelligent and powerful than ordinary beasts, but it couldn't speak.

And these talking ancient trees in front of him are undoubtedly demons.

Suddenly, a few branches stretched out from the side, and an ancient tree slowly turned around, and could see bright red blood flowing from its pulled roots, and then plunged back into the snow, revealing a human face.

Unlike ordinary people, his complexion was yellow, covered with the texture of ancient trees, and his eyes were blank, staring at the dead man in black.

The black-clothed dead man swallowed and clenched the long knife in his hand, this was the only thing that could bring him a sense of security.

He turned his head to see if his companion was still there, but then he realized that there were no people around, and he was the only one standing alone in front of the human-faced ancient tree.

The urging voice sounded again, "You're human?" Is it a tree? ”

The black-clothed dead man had a brain teaser, looked at the dense ancient trees around him, and thought of the blood he had just seen, and the thick smell of blood that still lingered on the tip of his nose, trembling, and replied, "Tree! I am a tree! ”