Watching Zhang Qing drift away, Zhou Yang had a bitter face and a depressed face, not knowing how to reply to this group of friends with expectant eyes

"Let's go, go back, go back and talk about it. ”

Back in the dormitory, Zhou Yang couldn't resist the urging of several companions, drooped his head, and said weakly: "The elder asked the five of us to spend a month to pick 1,000 thousand-year-old ironwood hearts in Jilei Mountain. ”

"1,000, or the heart of ironwood?"

Hearing this, several people screamed uncontrollably.

"Oh my God, is this still a man's job, pitted, we're being cheated by that old thing. ”

"Dare to insult Elder Ben behind your back, slap your mouth. ”

"Smack!"

Pan Feng, who was shouting happily, had five bright red handprints on his face, and while he was shocked by Zhang Qing's magical methods, everyone couldn't help but be very amused when they looked at the slap prints on their faces.

"Are they different and scolding, why is it always me who gets hurt?"

Pan Feng let out a terrible scream. But Zhang Qing never showed up, nor did he answer their words, as if a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, waiting to bite them at any time.

Zhou Yang and the others didn't dare to speak unruly, there was a trace of annoyance in their eyes, and they reluctantly quieted down and quietly discussed how to complete the task.

Ironwood, a strange tree that grows in a specific environment. However, this tree is extremely hard, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to hurt, and it is named after it is stronger than fine iron.

The thousand-year-old ironwood is even harder, and it can be used as a material for refining magic weapons, not to mention taking the ironwood heart, even if the ironwood is cut and transported back, it is not a simple matter.

"What does Elder Zhang want so many iron and wood hearts for?" Qing Yun couldn't remember the old man, why he had delegated such a task to torture them. I thought I had picked up a big bargain, but I didn't know that I was in big trouble.

Fang Dazhi looked at Qing Yun and said: "Don't you know, this iron and wood heart is one of the favorite materials of the inscription master, which can be used to conduct inscription runes, strengthen equipment, and can also be directly refined into weapons, comparable to ordinary magic weapons, you say it is important or not." ”

"However, this is too torturous, the five of us have to harvest 1,000 iron and wood hearts in a month, isn't this embarrassing? Qingyun curled her mouth, indignant.

With Pan Feng's experience, everyone doesn't dare to answer, Qingyun is a girl, Zhang Qing has to sell her three points of face no matter what, but Zhou Yang and they are different, they are really slapped in the face, and they are afraid that they will not look good.

Therefore, when they heard Qingyun complaining, they couldn't help but shrink their necks, for fear that a slap would fly over out of thin air.

No matter how difficult the task is, you have to find a way to complete it. Otherwise, if he was really punished by Zhang Qing, it would be even more difficult to live that day, and it would also make Zhang Qing look down on a few of them because of this.

Therefore, they hastily packed their luggage, prepared a month's worth of dry food, and a few people headed towards Jilei Mountain.

Jilei Mountain, named after the love of being struck by lightning. I don't know what's going on on this mountain, but when it comes to the summer solstice, there is always thunder, as if there is a mysterious energy that attracts the coming of thunder and lightning. Some warriors have also explored the mountains and found nothing at all.

The only good thing is that the ironwood on this mountain, after being baptized by lightning, grows faster and has a harder texture, which is many times stronger than the ironwood growing in other places.

Zhang Qing is right, the danger of this mission is almost zero.

The iron wood on Jilei Mountain is not more than other heavenly and earthly treasures, with the protection of guardian beasts, it is not easy to pick, on the contrary, the wind and waves here are calm, not to mention demon beasts, even ordinary insects and ants are difficult to find. Moreover, Jilei Mountain belongs to the realm of the Holy Church, and there is no force that dares to eat the ambition leopard to come here.

Putting down the package, Pan Feng fell to the ground regardless of the image.

It was almost a day's journey from the Templar to the Thunder Mountain, and although there were Templar disciples guarding the mountain, they didn't give them any help along the way, and everything was measured by their feet.

The moment Zhou Yang climbed to the top of the mountain, he saw the ironwood the size of a sea bowl, and the bitterness on his face was even heavier.

It takes a lot of effort to cut one down.

Moreover, before leaving, Zhang Qing had already taken away the magic weapons they were wearing, including Zhou Yang's Zhige Sword, and only gave each of them an ordinary sword, so angry that several people wanted to scold their mothers on the spot, but when they thought of Zhang Qing's terrifying strength, they had to collectively shut up.

Walking in front of an iron wood, Pan Feng kicked hard at this iron wood.

"Ouch. ”

The strong rebound force made Pan Feng scream in pain, but Tiemu didn't even shake the branches.

Secretly, Zhou Yang and Fang Dazhi looked at each other, how should this be?

In any case, let's start work first, the task is in hand, there is strength to go, there is no strength to bite the bullet, and the conditions must be created.

Fang Dazhi slashed at a thousand-year-old ironwood tree with a thick-backed big knife.

"Bang!"

The broadsword rebounded, leaving not a trace of the knife on the ironwood.

Fang Dazhi didn't believe in evil and took out the Fang family's peerless Sun Knife Technique, slashed it away, and with a "poof", the big knife finally left a scratch, which made him a little interested, and he buried himself in hard work.

Du Yuan also took out his long sword and greeted him on an iron tree one by one.

Qing Yun reluctantly used a golden technique, and was so tired that she was drenched in sweat before peeling off an inch of ironwood.

The most disadvantaged is Pan Feng, who is the best at punching and kicking, looking at this hard ironwood, there is a feeling that there is nowhere to start, but seeing the strength of his companions, he is not to be outdone, turning his palm into a knife, and venting his grievances on the ironwood.

Zhou Yang looked at them all working hard, and he also drew out his long sword, slashing it one by one.

"Dragon Slash!"

Zhou Yang poured the true yuan of his whole body into the long sword, and the endless true yuan was poured into it like money, until the long sword let out a buzzing sound, bringing out a sword qi that was more than a zhang long, and he raised the long sword.

The long sword flashed in the air, and these sword shadows were as sharp as if they had been condensed into substance.

Together......

Er......

Ten ......

Eleven ......

Twelve Dao, a full twelve sword shadows were issued, and only then did they begin to merge.

The fused sword shadow emitted an earth-shattering power, like a roaring dragon, smashing fiercely into the huge thousand-year-old ironwood.

With the momentum of penetrating a thousand pounds, Zhou Yang consumed two-thirds of the true yuan of his body, and finally cut this iron wood to half.

After breathing for a while, Zhou Yang continued to clumsily use this mutated Dragon Eight Slash, conjuring up a heavy sword shadow and slashing at Tiemu again.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the tree was finally overwhelmed and fell to the ground with a bang.

Relieved and relieved, Zhou Yang looked at Tie Mu who fell to the ground and frowned.

"It's so hard just to cut off the ironwood, how do you collect the heart of the ironwood?"