The Pisces jade pendant in Yang Yi's hand is very turned, this kind of accuracy is not the result of his practice of Jeet Kune Do, but thanks to his actual combat experience of countless fights with ruffians outside the school when he went to the police academy, therefore, the martial arts of brick breaking is really an unbreakable truth in ancient and modern times, but it has not been able to rank first in Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum so far, and it cannot be said that there is a shady scene in it.

Without further ado, let's say that Yang Yiyi's jade pendant smashed on the old man's nose, pay attention, this is Yang Yi's superiority, usually after a person's nose is hit hard, it will cause sour tears, which directly affects eyesight, if the attacker's strength is greater, it will directly lead to the other party's short-term blindness and shock, so, after receiving Yang Yi's blow, the old man screamed, and directly fell backwards and fell to the ground.

Looking at the old man on the ground with a broken head and a bloody nose, Yang Yi did not hesitate, stepped forward, and was about to continue to return to the evil old guy, when he felt that clods of earth began to fall on his head.

When I looked up, I saw that the hanging roots seemed to be alive, twisting and dancing in mid-air, and the direct result of so many dense roots shaking together was that the dirt above the hole began to fall in pieces.

Although those clods of soil are very loose, there are a lot of them, and if they are smashed on the body, they will also cause damage to the human body, and in desperation, Yang Yi had to let go of the old guy with a happy face first, leaning on the side of the cave wall to avoid those falling clods.

However, in the face of the falling clods, the old guy was very happy, completely ignoring the soil and stones that fell on him, and looked at Yang Yi on the opposite side and made a sinister smile: "Housheng, your limit has arrived, do you know?" You still don't believe it, tell you that the anger on your body has been sensed by those hungry wind corpses above, and they are about to come down and swallow your flesh and the three souls and seven spirits, of course, the old man, as a cook, will still personally cut you into pieces and feed them, hehe"

"Go to Nima, your mouth is too cheap, I'm sorry for you if I don't beat you for a while, grass!" Yang Yi looked at the old guy's ugly face covered with blood in disgust, and said hatefully.

"The old man doesn't have a verbal dispute with you, but you have to be careful, don't be hurt by those treasures, otherwise the old man will be busy in vain, haha" The old guy looked Yang Yi up and down, as if he was looking at a long-desired item, and his eyes were full of greed.

At this time, those clods of soil stopped falling, but the scene that made Yang Yi's heart and gall break happened: I saw countless white oval tree nodules emerging from the roots of those trees, like pustules on the human body, a gust of yin wind swept by, and those tree nodules suddenly began to expand and become larger, and then fell from the roots of the trees and exploded, one by one naked shriveled human figures unfolded in the wind, staring at Yang Yi with blood-red eyes.

Another hallucination? Yang Yi looked at those ghostly so-called wind corpses, although he hoped that they were hallucinations, but reason repeatedly reminded him that these things were probably much more difficult to deal with than the old ghost, and it was still the best policy for the wind to cried out.

I don't want those wind corpses to seem to be able to sense Yang Yi's psychology in advance, and they moved with the wind, quickly blocking the entrance to the cave, and then began to gather in the direction where Yang Yi was.

"Grandma, Lao Tzu's yang energy is so strong, are you still afraid that you bastards who won't stop when you die?" Yang Yi moved his hands and feet, clenched the jade pendant in his hand, and sat down to prepare for battle.

Those wind corpses seemed to be blind to the Pisces jade pendant in Yang Yi's hand, which had begun to turn red, and after floating near him, they stopped, grew their mouths one by one, and began to inhale.

Yang Yi was wondering, and felt that his body was starting to get cold, and at the same time, he obviously felt that his heart was oppressed by some external force, his eyes were full of stars, his mouth was dry, and his skin was constantly tightening, as if he was wearing an ill-fitting coat.

"You begging ghosts, can you not break his skin when you suck the soul, I'm really angry." The old guy who seemed to be watching a pleasing drama on the side saw Yang Yi's indescribable pain, and he was originally smiling, but when he saw Yang Yi's skin inverted, he couldn't help but scream in a little panic.

Those wind corpses completely ignored the old guy's shouts, and still inhaled vigorously, but fortunately, after Yang Yi heard the old guy's ghost screams, he realized that these wind corpses were sucking his three souls and seven spirits, and his heart was flustered, so he regained his mind, stuck to the dantian, and then bit the tip of his tongue hard, ready to use his tongue blood to retreat from the enemy.

However, after Yang Yi bit it, there was no blood flowing out of the tip of his tongue, but fortunately, under the stimulation of the stinging pain in his mouth, the discomfort was slightly relieved.

After the wind corpse was hit, it shook a few times, and then it collapsed like a punctured glue man.

Yang Yi was overjoyed, continued to concoct the same method, and put down more than a dozen wind corpses, how could the number of Feng corpses be too much, which can be called a succession, after smashing for a while, Yang Yi was so tired that he was panting, and there were many wind corpses.

Not only that, but what made Yang Yi's heart even more cold was that as the red light of the Pisces jade pendant in his hand gradually dimmed, the effect of being able to put down a wind corpse with only one smash was greatly reduced, and it took several smashes in a row to work, and this was tantamount to adding insult to injury for Yang Yi, whose physical strength had already declined seriously.

In a panic, Yang Yi took a look at the shocking and huge number of wind corpses behind him, and then he understood why the wind corpses kept fighting, as long as those smashed wind corpses touched the roots of those trees that seemed to be hanging down, they would soon recover as before, no wonder they would fight more and more.

Yang Yiqiang calmed himself down and calculated that if he wanted to get rid of these wind corpses, he had to get rid of those tree roots first, but those tree roots looked as thick as fingers, and they were extremely tough, and there were so many of them, it was not easy to break them, not to mention that there were still these wind corpses making trouble, it was even more difficult.

After thinking for a while, Yang Yi suddenly smiled, he was really frightened and confused, those tree roots couldn't have come out of thin air, there must be a big tree on it, as long as the big tree can be broken, isn't everything simple?

Thinking of this, Yang Yi secretly made up his mind in his heart, so he broke through those wind corpses and rushed straight towards the old guy who had been watching the excitement and was not afraid of chaos.

The old guy saw that Yang Yi was exhausted before, thinking that victory was in sight, Zhengmei, but he didn't want Yang Yi to pounce like a tiger, and he couldn't react for a while, and Yang Yi twisted his arm and pressed him to the ground, and a few jade pendants smashed on his head, and he fainted at that time.

Seeing that the old guy convulsed a few times and didn't move, Yang Yi bit the tip of his tongue again, and finally felt a burst of saltiness in his mouth, so he spit out a mouthful of tongue blood on the old guy's face, and then grabbed the old guy and threw it into the group of wind corpses.

The smell of blood from the tongue on the old guy's face and the yang energy immediately aroused the interest of those wind corpses, and they rushed towards the old guy, opening their mouths and sucking them up.

Taking advantage of this fleeting gap, Yang Yi ran out of the cave in a few steps, looked up, and saw a three-person thick locust tree growing above the entrance of the cave, with lush branches and leaves, and black gas lingering in the canopy.

"Damn, you're the culprit." Looking at the ghostly locust tree, Yang Yi scolded and climbed towards the top of the cave.

Up to the top of the cave, Yang Yi looked at the locust tree, its trunk was mottled, it was full of viscous liquid, and the smell was tangy, and he couldn't help but cover his nose and worry, how could he break this towering locust tree.

Suddenly, Yang Yi patted his head and secretly scolded himself for being a fool of the second generation, didn't he obviously have the short sword from the ancient cemetery pinned to his waist?

Pulling out the short sword, Yang Yi slashed hard at the trunk, the mottled bark should be cut off several pieces, the thick trunk shook a few times, shaking off a lot of leaves, and the sharp edge of the leaves cut the face, neck and hands of Yang Yi, who couldn't dodge, but no blood came out.

Yang Yi took a few steps back, looked at his wound that showed the muscle tissue like white wax, but there was no trace of blood, knowing that this was the manifestation of the lack of yang energy in his body, and there was a panic in his heart, but he also knew that this locust tree was the most ghostly tree species in the world, and the reason why those wind corpses could not be killed was mostly caused by the yin qi accumulated in this locust tree, if he didn't eradicate this bane, he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of here alive today.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi gritted his teeth, walked to the locust tree again, raised his sword and slashed at the trunk, the bark flew wildly, and the fishy liquid kept coming out of the trunk of the exposed white stubble, and the hole under his feet also kept coming out of the terrible howl, presumably those wind corpses sensed Yang Yi's behavior of digging their ancestral graves on it, and they were mourning.

After cutting for a while, Yang Yi's hands were numb, but the progress was not great, and it did not cause substantial damage to the locust tree, but the soil layer at the root of the locust tree began to rise, and those roots below emerged from the ground like snakes, entangled Yang Yi's feet, making him unable to move. At the same time, those wind corpses also emerged along the soil layer, grinning at Yang Yi with hideous faces, looking like they were going to fight hard.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Yi used a short sword to cut off the heads of several wind corpses, and the corpses of the wind corpses instantly dried up like pieces of paper, it seems that Yang Yi's action of hurting the locust tree still caused fatal damage to these wind corpses.

However, as more and more wind corpses are excavated from the earth, the old problem comes again, that is: Yang Yi's physical strength is simply not enough to kill so many wind corpses, and even if these wind corpses are hard consumption, they can consume Yang Yi to the point of exhaustion.

What's more, once the locust tree eases up, those killed wind corpses will soon resurge, and when the time comes, Yang Yi will also be trapped to death.

"Uncle Li, Brother Dog, I really can't stand it, help......" Yang Yi, who was discouraged, looked up to the sky and shouted, tears coming down.