At this time, Han Xiaoshu, who was meditating on the mountain, had already sensed all this.

Facing the menacing bitter slaves, Han Xiaoshu didn't take it to heart.

Elsewhere he may not be the opponent's opponent.

But once he entered the dry mountain, he could only be at the mercy of Han Xiaoshu.

The other side.

The slave who was heading up the mountain was blocked by a figure.

It was not Han Xiaoshu's body that stood in front of the bitter slave.

Rather, it was a body he had forged from the trees on the withered mountain.

The entire body is made of wood.

Even the long sword in his hand is like a small wooden sword played by mortal children.

"Who are you. ”

The bitter slave asked at Han Xiaoshu's tree body.

"Aren't you going to see me?"

Voices came from all directions, making the bitter slave unable to tell Han Xiaoshu's true location for a while.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I was ordered to take Han Li away.

and those who knew each other called him out. ”

As he spoke, the bitter slave had already taken out his aura.

This is a long spear, the barrel of the gun is nine feet long, of which the head of the spear is one foot three inches long, and its edge is three inches, stainless steel mixed with gold, extremely sharp.

The tip of the gun also revealed a little chill.

"Let's make a bet you'll make it up the mountain.

I'll give Han Li back to you.

If you lose, then you can stay with you. ”

Although the bitter slave didn't know where Han Xiaoshu's confidence came from.

But the bitter slave still took the lead in attacking the acquaintance.

With a straight stab, a golden spear shot out from the tip of the spear.

With the shooting of the gun.

In an instant, it pierced the entire chest of the Treant, revealing a hole the size of a fist.

The treant looked down at his chest, and new branches were already growing in the hole.

One breath returned to its original shape.

"Not enough. ”

Han Xiaoshu's voice came again.

This time, the bitter slave directly deceived himself.

The spear swept at the Treants.

Seeing that the other party then rushed up, the tree man controlled by Han Xiaoshu also greeted him.

After parrying the shot with his right arm, the Treant swung his left hand at the Bitter Slave.

The wooden sword that was originally held in the right hand also slowly appeared in the left hand.

The wooden sword seemed to grow out of its hand.

This series of actions all happened in a split second.

When the bitter slave tried to dodge, he found that his spear was already covered with green vines, making it impossible for him to leave.

Facing the wooden sword that was about to be cut off, the bitter slave immediately gave up the spear.

A roll dodged the Treant's blow.

"Boom"

The original position of the bitter slave has been split in half underneath.

Looking at the crack, cold sweat broke out on the slave's forehead.

If he hadn't given up his spear in time just now, the consequences of this sword slashing at him would have been unimaginable.

Looking at the tree man who was playing with his spear, the bitter slave showed a solemn expression.

"If you have this skill, it seems that you are destined to not be able to get out of my dry mountain. ”

Han Xiaoshu's voice came, and a mocking expression seemed to appear on the treeman's deadwood-like face.

"Bang"

The spear was thrown back to the slave by the Treant.

The tip of the gun sank into the ground, and the body of the gun was still vibrating violently.

"Come again, show your true strength. ”

The bitter slave pulled out the spear on the ground and said with a fist at Han Xiaoshu.

"Lord Dust Peak, I'm offended. ”

Han Xiaoshu's performance just now has made the bitter slave no longer have a contempt for it.

That's it.

A strong aura emanated from the bitter slave's body.

As their aura increased, a strong wind blew around them.

There was also the sound of gold and iron in the wind.

Click, click.

The trees around them were torn off by the wind.

Han Xiaoshu's body also cracked inch by inch.

"Drink"

The bitter slave snorted.

The spear points three points in the void.

Three spear shadows struck at the treeman.

Facing the oncoming gunshot, Han Xiaoshu's tree man directly raised his arms in front of him

A thick wooden shield was formed.

"Bang"

Although the wooden shield blocked the shadow of the bitter slave's gun.

But it also turned into powder in an instant, raising dust in the sky.

"Take this trick. ”

Before the dust had cleared, another blow from the Bitter Slave hit the top of the Treant's head.

"Killing. ”

Moaned.

The Bitter Slave's spear had stabbed the Treant from top to bottom.

Click, click.

With the piercing of the spear.

The entire body of the Treant began to shatter.

By the time it was fully penetrated, the Treant had broken into a ground full of wooden blocks.

"Very well, at first to paralyze me.

The latter move is the real killer move. ”

Han Xiaoshu's voice came, with a sense of excitement in his tone.

"Lord Dust Peak, since I have defeated you.

Can you let me take Han Li away? ”

The bitter slave said to the void with a spear in hand.

"No, I'm talking about you being able to walk up to the top of the mountain and I'll give Han Li back to you.

Now, you're still far away. ”

As he spoke, one after another tree people came out of the trees that had broken their waists.

"Come on, I'm looking forward to seeing you walk to the top of the mountain and meet me. ”

The bitter slave looked at the mountain of tree people, and his face was bitter.

Although the move just now can destroy the treeman, it is only the power of one blow.

Trying to fight against so many Treants at the same time is tantamount to a fool's dream.

The bitter slave didn't move, but Han Xiaoshu's tree man had already rushed over.

These tree men are either armed with rattan whips or wooden sticks.

One by one, they were not afraid of life and death and went to kill the bitter slaves.

Seeing this, the bitter slaves could only resist desperately.

Bang, one shot to solve the first to attack the treeman.

A whip had struck him in the back.

Sting.

The sharp thorns on the rattan whip sliced through his robes, revealing the inner armor within.

But the shadow of the whip did not fade away, and tiny vines grew on the long whip.

Directly tied up his body.

"Damn. ”

The bitter slave who was restricted from moving scolded.

With a strong shook, the vines shattered inch by inch.

Can just get out of the confines of the vines.

Another treantman's long stick had reached his side.

"Bang. ”

The bitter slave was directly whipped upside down by the long stick and flew out.

The bones of the entire left arm also shattered.

Even so, the Treants had no intention of letting him go.

Continue to kill directly in the direction of the bitter slave flying upside down.

The slave who had just gotten up saw that a gavel was about to hit him.

Hurriedly dodged the blow with a roll.

Shoving his spear to the ground, the slave jumped out of the range of the attack.

As soon as he landed, a tree man on the other side raised his hands, and four thick planks rose from the side of the bitter slave to form a wooden coffin, sealing him firmly in it.

Just when the next offensive was about to arrive.

The bitter slave in the wooden coffin hurriedly spoke.

"I throw in the towel. ”

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding tree people froze.

Like a sculpture, it maintains an attacking posture.

"Very well, you come up.

Don't think about running away, no one can leave without my permission. ”

The slave gave up the struggle, put away his spear, held his right arm, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Unlike when they came, the slaves are full of frustration.

When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, a young man was already waiting for him with a smile.

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