Chapter 124: The Great War Withered Blade

"How do you know it's not a yang spirit?" asked Scar, holding a machete in his hand.

Zhao Wucai looked at me and said, "You see that Senior Brother Qin is so far away, it is obvious that he can't handle it. ”

"He can't figure it out, it doesn't mean how strong this essence is, and it doesn't look very powerful. Scar said haughtily.

I frowned and said softly, "You two don't want to die, go quickly." ”

"I'm in favor, by the way, why didn't I see Xiao Si. Zhao Wucai asked suspiciously.

"Are you talking about him?" The withered blade rolled up a branch, rolling up Xiao Si's bones, and the clothes on it were still very new.

The tone of the withered blade was chilling, and it exuded extreme confidence.

Seeing Xiao Si's bones, Scar frowned, obviously, he was also afraid.

"Let's go!" I reminded again.

"Let's go!" Scar came back to his senses and finally made the right decision.

The two turned around and were about to leave, but Witherblade laughed dryly and said, "Innocent." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a movement in the soles of my feet.

With a kick of my legs, I spun around in the air a few times and landed firmly on the stone next to me.

In the next second, two dead vines suddenly broke through the ground, just entangled in loneliness.

On the other hand, Zhao Wucai and Scar are not so lucky.

The sudden underground sneak attack made them completely unresponsive, and two wrist-thick vines directly entangled their feet.

The vine crept up like a snake, wrapping itself around their waists in the blink of an eye.

Scar raised his knife and slashed at the withered vine.

It's just that the knife hasn't cut at the dead vine yet, and his hand holding the knife has been entangled in the dead vine, and it is shrinking tighter and tighter.

"Fuck, your uncle, Lao Tzu ......" Scar is also a lover, he squeezed out a few words between his teeth, but unfortunately before he finished speaking, the vines that continued to extend suddenly inserted into his mouth.

His skull had been pierced directly, and the sharp vines at the back of his head were covered in blood red.

Scar barely had any room for resistance, and was directly strangled, frightening Zhao Wucai, who was not trapped next to him, speechless.

I was also shocked in my heart, I didn't expect him to be so decisive.

"You have some strength, you have such cultivation at a young age, but it's a pity. ”

On the trunk of the dead tree, a human face suddenly appeared, it was an old face full of wrinkles, but it was not dry, but a bit like a baby, and it looked extremely incongruous.

"Less nonsense!" I decisively jumped off the stone and rushed straight at him with my dagger.

This Zhao Wucai is not bad, if I don't do it again, he will be the next to die.

I was more than ten meters away from the withered blade, and as I rushed towards her quickly, sharp withered vines broke through the ground, blocking my path like sharp knives.

Fortunately, there are many stone piles in this place, and it is not without a foothold.

"I'd like to see how many hands you have!" I waved my hand, cutting off a dead vine that stood in front of me, but the road ahead was blocked.

The three dead vines suddenly rose to two meters, and with a sharp turn, they pierced directly at me.

I turned around, changed directions, and continued to rush towards it at a very fast speed.

There are indeed a lot of branches and vines with withered blades, but the speed is still within my control.

With my eyes, I can see a 270-degree perspective around me, and as long as I am fast enough to prevent sneak attacks from behind, I can block all attacks from the other three sides.

Coupled with the dagger in my hand sharpening iron like clay, it is not difficult to cut through those dead vines.

In just a few breaths, I came to the trunk of the withered blade, and the withered vines that had been cut along the way were not fifty but twenty.

Sideways to a rock, I held the dagger and jumped straight at the face of the tree trunk.

Several branches instantly blocked her face, forming a deadwood shield that glowed green at an extremely fast speed.

This almost instantaneous change shocked my heart, but at this time it was still ready to fly, and I had to send it.

I grabbed the dagger with both hands and slammed it down with all my might.

"呲~~" The dagger was inserted into the shield, but unfortunately it was too short to hurt the trunk at all.

Dozens of thorns suddenly grew from the branches of the shield trees, and almost instantly, as if they had touched some mechanism, the barbs stretched out violently and stabbed directly at me.

I kicked hard with my shield's feet, did a backflip in the air, and landed on a rock, and the distance was suddenly seven or eight meters away.

"Xiuxiu~~~" Those tree thorns suddenly fired like bullets.

The thorns are like icicles that grow under the eaves of a winter roof, thick, long, and sharp, so dense that I can't stop them all.

I stooped down and rolled down behind the rocks.

"Puff puff~~" a few times, and all the tree thorns were blocked by stones.

"Senior Brother Qin, thank you!" Zhao Wucai's voice came, this guy had already broken free from the withered vine when I attacked the withered blade with all my might.

After speaking, the others had already run down the hill quickly.

There was a slight thud in the dirt beneath my feet again, and I knew that this place could no longer be stayed.

Kicking on the rock, my whole body shot straight out and landed on a stone not far away.

At the very moment I left, a sharp ground piercing pierced through the position where I had been hiding.

"No wonder you're called Withered Blade, your demon method is really worthy of its name. I looked at him with a frown, and I was extremely glad in my heart.

Fortunately, with the help of Du Zhiye, I was already in the middle stage of the Second Transformation Soul Finale, and if I had stayed in the early stage, I would have already become the nutrient of this tree spirit by now.

The withered branch shield in front of the withered blade slowly spread, and her face was full of anger, because of my round of attacks, her four dishes, directly ran one.

"I'm underestimating you, your pupil technique is a bit interesting, and you can actually see threats from all angles. ”

Witherblade's expression was angry, but his tone was unhurried.

"If you have this ability, it is estimated that you can only eat two dishes today, and I dare to assert that you will not be able to eat four dishes in your life. I looked at the dagger in my hand, and then looked at her with a wicked smile.

At the same time, I also know very well that I can't kill this withered blade no matter what, and in her case, I can only save my life.

"What is your relationship with the Zhao family, and why do you have the Iron Blade of the Medicine King?"

"What is the Broken Iron Blade?" I frowned, looking at the ugly dagger in my hand in confusion.

Witherblade didn't continue to attack, because he was already injured by so many dead vines that I had cut off, and he needed to recover, so he was deliberately delaying time.

And this is what I want, Zhao Wucai is gone, and he will definitely shake the people of the Ranger Alliance on the software.

With such a powerful essence appearing, the Ranger Alliance must find a way to get it done, otherwise it will not be able to do business in the future.

I also just happened to see how strong the powerful rangers in this Ranger Alliance were, and even if they didn't, the people from the Xuanmen would definitely make a move.

"This is a dagger made of 10,000-year-old iron birch, only King Zhao Yao has it, don't tell me you don't know!" said Witherblade.

It's actually iron birch, this dagger that sharpens iron like mud, it's actually a wooden dagger, and it also has a not-so-nice name, called Folding Iron Blade.

Iron birch is the hardest wood on earth, and is known as the 'Axe Terminator'.

Iron birch, which is more than ten years old, is three times harder than oak and twice as hard as steel.

The older the tree, the harder it becomes, and I heard that the hundred-year-old iron birch tree can spark with an axe.

Generally, the life span of iron birch is only three to five hundred years, and this thing is actually ten thousand years old iron birch, no wonder it can cut iron like mud.

"I know, it was given to me by a blind man. I didn't hide it and replied directly.

"In that case, for the sake of the Medicine King's face, I'll let you go. Witherblade suddenly said something that surprised me.

Not only did he say this, but he also did it, and all the withered vines around him suddenly shrank back, and even his huge dead tree body began to shrink.

In just a few breaths, the dead tree turned into a sturdy old lady with a cane in the shape of a twig in her hand, and her eyes glowed green.

I frowned, this guy must have a conspiracy.

She even wants to harm Zhao Shuixian, the daughter of the medicine king, will she give the medicine king face because of a dagger and let me go?

Could it be that the life of the medicine king's daughter is not as good as this wooden dagger in my hand?

The devil doesn't believe this.

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