Yi Yang hid behind a tree, saw Tong Gang and Tong Meng come out of the forest after speaking, and waited in front of the mountain gate.

He tiptoed from behind the ancient tree into the distance, and then Yi Yang walked in the direction of the mountain gate, pretending that he was late.

"Ouch, Brother Yi is here. ”

Tong Gang said with a smile on his face, so that people couldn't see that he was still planning a conspiracy not long ago.

Yi Yang didn't expose them either, and said lightly: "You can go on the road, right?"

The three of them mounted their tall horses and headed in the direction of the Black Woods.

In half a day, the three of them rushed to the Black Wood Forest.

Tong Gang took out a map and pointed: "The target is a middle-aged man, according to the informant's information, he should still be in the village of the Black Wood Forest." The three of us went to find the target in three ways, and if we followed the route, we would definitely meet him. Don't alarm your target when you encounter him, and besiege him after you assemble. ”

Yi Yang nodded, there were three copies of the map, and he had already memorized it in his heart, so he turned around and left.

Seeing Yi Yang's figure disappear into the distance, the Tong brothers glanced at each other and laughed happily.

"Just let this waste know what a praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches behind, his own life is not good, and he can't blame others if he dies. ”

Yi Yang followed the route for a while, but did not find the target person.

After climbing over a slope, you can see the mountains in front of you.

In an open woodland, several people were fighting, covered in blood, but they did not stop, and they all wanted to kill each other.

In the middle of the woodland, there are some rocks, and in the cracks of the rocks, a verdant grass is swaying in the wind.

That little grass is a treasure that has grown for a hundred years, and it seems that those people are fighting hard for that little grass.

Yi Yang couldn't help but be slightly moved when he saw the clothes they were wearing. Two of the people dressed in black were people from the Mountain Sect, and their opponents were dressed in gray, judging from the fluctuations in the spiritual power on their bodies, they were also in the Qi Transformation Realm.

The vast continent is divided into nine regions, and the Banshan Plain, where the Wuji Sect is located, is only a corner of the mountain and sea areas. But even in this corner of the mid-mountain plain, there are also many sects. The Backing Mountain Sect is one of them, and it is hostile to the Wuji Sect.

Yi Yang was quietly observing them in the dark, preparing to go out and kill them while they were both defeated, and then get the little grass.

The men fought for a while, and suddenly a man in black was stabbed through the chest, and when the sword came out of his heart, blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

"Big brother!"

As soon as the remaining black-clothed man from the Backing Mountain Sect saw his relatives being killed, his eyes immediately turned red, and he attacked the rest of the enemies almost frantically.

He was alone, naturally not an opponent, and was soon beheaded by the knife. However, under his frenzied attacks, his enemies also suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining two were also crumbling.

Yi Yang saw that the time had come, so he walked out.

"Who?!" a man in gray shouted.

Yi Yang didn't say anything, a punch was struck, his body quickly approached, and the strength of the punch penetrated directly into the heart of the gray-clothed man, and the latter was killed instantly.

When Yi Yang turned his gaze to the remaining gray-clothed man, he actually knelt down with a thud and shouted nervously, "Spare your life!"

"There's no reason to spare you. Yi Yang shook his head.

Seeing Yi Yang raise his fist, the man hurriedly kowtowed and shouted, "I know that there are treasures born in the mountain, is this reason enough?"

Yi Yang stopped his fist and asked, "What treasure?"

The man gestured with his hand, pointed to the northwest, and said, "In a cave more than ten miles northwest, there is always a light shining at night. I don't know what it is, but there are already disciples from the Backing Mountain Sect!"

Yi Yang's heart moved when he heard this. It is also three or four thousand miles away from the Mountain Sect, and even their people have gone to hunt for treasures, so the treasures must be extraordinary.

"Very well, it doesn't matter if your news is true or not, I'll go and see if it's true. ”

After Yi Yang finished speaking, a punch slammed into the head of the gray-clothed man, and the vitality penetrated through his body, killing him instantly.

After obtaining the turquoise grass, Yi Yang went to the cave, and the direction of the cave was also on the route marked on the map.

In the northwest direction, there were five forks in the road, and Yi Yang didn't know which one to take, so he had to choose a second road on the left.

After walking for more than ten miles, Yi Yang suddenly stopped in a deep grass, held his breath, and listened to the sound ahead.

Not far ahead, there was a faint cry for help, which seemed to be a person's scream before he died.

Yi Yang followed the direction of the sound and walked over quietly.

Passing through the dense woods, on a low bush, there was a strong smell of blood, which could be smelled from afar.

A hundred meters away, on the other side of the bushes, near the rocks, there were many corpses lying on the ground.

Bite!

While!

The sound of a sword striking came over, and Yi Yang noticed that there was a pitch-black cave near the rock, and the sound came from inside.

Yi Yang quietly walked forward for a few dozen meters, and suddenly saw two black shadows jumping out of the cave.

The black shadow on the left was an old man in a black robe, Yi Yang recognized him, it was Bai Song, an elder of the Backing Mountain Sect.

And the black shadow on the right, Yi Yang couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw it.

The shadow was not a human, but a wooden puppet.

Bai Song held a steel knife in his hand, concentrating on guard. The wooden puppet had a green glow in its eyes, and its wooden body creaked, and it held two copper hammers in its hands.

Yi Yang was really shocked.

As an elder of the Backing Mountain Sect, Bai Song's cultivation is extraordinary, and he can release spiritual energy, send out spiritual power waves to attack enemies, and can also condense qi into armor, greatly increasing his defensive power.

If he fights, he will definitely not be his opponent. And the wooden puppet that can make him jealous must also be extraordinary.

Fortunately, there was a white pine to explore the way, otherwise he would have been killed by the wooden puppet if he rashly broke into the cave.

At that moment, the wooden puppet moved. It straightened its arms and began to spin rapidly.

As it swirled, the sand and gravel and wood chips in the clearing, and even the fallen corpses, floated up. An extremely strong whirlwind was generated, sucking in the surrounding things.

The whirlwind created by the wooden puppet approached the white pine, causing the latter's face to change, and he clearly felt that if this whirlwind sucked him in, the result would definitely be shattered.

Only then did Bai Song know that in the previous fight in the cave, the wooden puppet did not show all its strength. As if it had a stellarity, it took the initiative to flee outside, apparently to use this whirlwind against him.

At this point where his life was at stake, Bai Song's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he shouted: "How can I let you succeed!"