"Tree! I am a tree! ”

After the black-clothed dead man finished speaking, he saw the ancient tree in front of him smiling strangely at him, and his mouth closed as if he was saying something, and then the human face on his trunk quickly disappeared.

At the same time, the branches of the trees quickly returned to their original state.

In addition, the ancient trees around them did not know when they also moved to their original positions, only the howling cold wind passed quickly with a strange sound.

"Whew!"

The black-clothed dead man just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, but he found that it was not his right hand that he had been used to seeing for more than thirty years.

Rather, it was a dead branch, and it was covered with dense insects, gnawing at the dry bark little by little.

He opened his mouth and cried out in horror, but only uttered a sentence, "Are you human?" Is it a tree? ”

He suddenly remembered that the face just now was not the same companion he had disappeared.

"Companion?"

"He's ...... Who? ”

"I'm ...... Eh...... Who? Tree? ”

The face of a man on the trunk of an ancient tree gradually became sluggish, and finally quietly disappeared.

The silence of the dead forest was restored, and then it quietly disappeared in the heavy snow.

Wang Xu took Ge Quan and Zhuang Xian and walked forward.

"My lord, there's something wrong with the trees around you."

Zhuang Xian rode over as if nothing had happened, and whispered.

Wang Xu nodded, signaling that he knew that his two adjutants, Zhuang Xian belonged to a person who was careful but had a heavy mind, while Ge Quan was a person who was a little courageous but attached great importance to affection.

Assuming that he was in danger, I am afraid that Ge Quan would stay to save him, but Zhuang Xian would probably think about it.

Of course, if even Wang Xu felt that he was in danger, even if the two of them stayed, I am afraid that the only role would only be to block the knife.

And now these dead trees around them, in fact, there is no need for Zhuang Xian to remind them, he has already seen them.

After walking for such a long time, he also threw down a few jade jue, to say the least, it was almost more than a mile, and the trees around him were still the same as before, and there was no change at all.

Wang Xu frowned and stopped.

There was an ancient tree in front of it blocking the way, it danced its branches, turned around, and revealed a withered yellow human face, dull eyes, mouth open and closed, and made a strange sound, "You are human?" Is it a tree? ”

At this time, the faces of Ge Quan and Zhuang Xian behind him were already a little pale, and although they had drawn their swords in their hands, they could still exert some strength, which was probably a problem.

Wang Xu glanced at it and knew that this was a common disease, a sense of fear that spreads from people's hearts when facing unknown things.

In other words, they are not proficient in martial arts, and their thoughts are not clear, although they hold weapons in their hands, they do not hold weapons in their hearts, and their hearts control their bodies, and when they are afraid, they will naturally not be able to reach them.

This is also a kind of drawback of the southern martial arts he discovered, the martial arts of the southern land are heavy on skills and light on the essence of the gods, and the moves are cumbersome and changeable, just like a sword technique of the same level, and the northern land may only have three moves, all for the purpose of killing people and causing injuries, concise and clear.

And in the south, there may be seventy-seven, seven, forty-nine changes, and then these changes can be mixed with other changes, and there are many changes.

However, some changes are indeed intended to increase power, but some changes are ...... It is for the sake of aesthetics and atmosphere.

When Wang Xu saw this sentence from a book of sword skills, he was speechless in his heart.

He already roughly understood in his heart why Nandi's attainments in internal strength were so much inferior to those in Beidi, on the one hand, it might be because there were no famous masters with foreign blood, which made people completely disappointed in martial arts, and felt that they might not be able to deal with ordinary ghosts after a lifetime of hard training.

Coupled with the high status of the exterminator, it can even be said that the family is expensive, and they all work hard to have children.

On the other hand, it may also be a difference in direction, the martial arts in the south is obviously light on internal skills and heavy on external skills, so even if you destroy the master, you also feel that the internal skills are difficult and difficult to achieve, but it is not as fast as practicing external skills.

After all, what they needed was a martial art that allowed their own blood purification to give full play to its effects, not an internal skill for health preservation.

Therefore, the development of martial arts in the south is based on skills, supplemented by horizontal practice of external skills, and only a small number of talented and lethal internal skills can stand out, but they are still lower than the exterminators, and the internal skills are not high.

Perhaps, there may be other reasons for this, after all, according to Mu Qingyi's thoughts, it seems that the martial arts of Nandi are not weak.

At this time, three more ancient trees moved over, also revealing a human face, and their dull eyes were aimed at Wang Xu, and they asked mechanically and repeatedly, "Are you human?" Is it a tree? ”

Wang Xu was expressionless, and glanced around coldly.

He directly pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist and waved it without hesitation.

In an instant, blue light splashed everywhere, and blue sword shadows swayed out, like a sudden burst of blue aurora, completely enveloping the four human-faced ancient trees.

The temperature around him dropped significantly, and the black horse under his seat couldn't bear the sudden drop in temperature, and his limbs were weak and fell to the ground.

Bang!

At the same time, Wang Xu had already appeared behind the horse in a flash, and the four ancient trees in their original place had turned into a pile of broken wood with blue ice slag, and there were blood-red lines all over it.

He withdrew the horizontal knife, and the blade flashed with dazzling blue light, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be layers of blue fine Xiaoice crystals floating on it, slowly fluttering.

Wang Xu turned to look at the ancient trees around him, "If you don't know how to make trees, I'll teach you." ”

In an instant, the entire dead forest fell silent.

Except for the sound of Ge Quan and Zhuang Xian swallowing saliva, there was silence around, and the ancient trees around them froze in place one by one, and the faint wind was blowing everywhere, but there was no sound.

"Let's go."

Wang Xu put the knife back to the sheath with an expressionless face, although he didn't know what these things were, but it was obviously worthless to kill them.

He wants to walk around casually now, and when the time is almost up, he can just go back and make a business, and if he happens to meet Shaoguan, let this person enjoy a blood flower, so that he won't have anything to do to annoy him.

The black horse, which had just fallen to the ground, struggled to get up again, wagged its tail, shook off the snow on its body, and hurriedly ran over.

When Wang Xu and the others walked forward again, sure enough, those ancient trees froze in place, and none of them caught up.

At the same time, the four ancient trees that had been chopped into pieces of wood were gradually buried by the heavy snow falling from the sky.

At the same time, a line of horseshoe prints on the ground disappeared.