As Qin Lang finished speaking, the ground beneath Qin Lang and Yu Zhanhai began to shake, and cracks began to appear.
Large areas of tree roots began to tremble as if they were alive.
In an instant, hundreds of tree roots popped out of the ground and flew all over the sky.
"Holy shit! I'm so cummy!"
Yu Zhanhai couldn't help but curse.
It was a good thing that Yu Zhanhai didn't open his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, a thick rattan rushed towards his face as if it opened his eyes, flew down from the air, and hit Yu Zhanhai's face.
Yu Zhanhai looked up and saw that the underside of the thick cane was black and purple, and the khaki bark with moist soil residue was vigorous and powerful. If this was thrown in the face, he would not have slapped his face immediately.
Red and swollen marks appear?
Although Yu Zhanhai did not use the power of a grandmaster, he was still a warrior at the peak of the master level. He jumped up and quickly avoided the whipping of the tree root.
'Bang...'
The root of the tree was knocked out of the air and hit the ground directly, creating a ditch where Yu Zhanhai was originally standing!
Yu Zhanhai's face twitched when he saw this scene.
Although this old tree spirit is not a master-level powerhouse, it is superior because it covers a large area and has countless tree roots dancing up and down. For Yu Zhanhai, he can only hide and there is no possibility of defeating it.
.
If divided according to strength, this old tree is not a master, but he is better than a master!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Several more tree roots broke out of the ground, flying up and down towards Yu Zhanhai.
"evil creature!"
Yu Zhanhai was immediately frightened out of his mind. He once again used his escape skill of rolling like a lazy donkey, jumped up to avoid the whipping of the row of tree roots, jumped over, grabbed a tree root with both hands and gave it a hard break.
‘Click…’
A warrior at the peak of the master level, the strength in his hands is more than a thousand kilograms, but this break only broke the skin of a tree root. The extremely elastic tree core inside was slightly bent and ejected back fiercely, shaking Yu Zhanhai.
My hands are numb.
He quickly jumped back and finally jumped out of the control range of the tree roots.
"Qin Lang, what are you doing?"
Yu Zhanhai was extremely embarrassed by the old tree spirit, but when he saw Qin Lang standing far away, hands behind his back, looking at the old tree spirit with his teeth and claws waving, he couldn't help but feel angry.
, asked rather depressedly.
"Ah? I'm letting it show its claws to its fullest!"
Qin Lang said with a slight smile.
This old tree spirit occupies a huge area. Large areas of tree roots pop up from the ground one by one, carrying mud and sand flying like hidden weapons. Countless tree roots fly up and down, blocking the sky and the sun. The image is extremely terrifying.
At this time, Hun Qi, who was still within the control range of the tree root, was like a rag bag being whipped by the old tree spirit with the tree root.
The whole body kept bouncing up and down in the air, and would be flung out from time to time.
But Hun Qi seemed to have no pain nerves. After landing, he immediately jumped up again and rushed towards the old tree. From time to time, he would break a root of the old tree.
After doing this several times, the old tree suddenly stretched out six huge roots, five of which were divided into five directions, binding Hun Qi's limbs, and the other one was wrapped around Hun Qi's neck, giving Hun Qi a
Qi came in the shape of being cut into pieces by five horses.
However, it did not use brute force to tear apart Hun Qi's body, because although Hun Qi was just a puppet, his body strength was equivalent to that of a master-level peak warrior, and his strength was infinite, comparable to Yu Zhan, who could not use the power of a grandmaster.
The sea is much stronger.
The old tree spirit had broken off several tree roots under Hun Qi's hands. Now that it was controlling Hun Qi, the remaining tree root was like a sharp thorn piercing Hun Qi's heart!
At the same time, the old tree spirit stretched out three or four tree roots and pierced Hun Qi's head and other parts respectively.
"It already has intelligence and actually knows the weak points of attacking people!"
When Yu Zhanhai saw how powerful the old tree spirit was, he already had some intention of retreating: "I didn't expect that there is such a presence in China. Should we retreat first?"
Qin Lang smiled lightly: "Retreat? Defeat it, one move from me is enough!"
Qin Lang said, and pointed the ice stick in his hand at the old tree spirit: "It's frozen for thousands of miles!"
In an instant, the entire space suddenly became colder, as if it had dropped by dozens of degrees. The flowers, plants and trees on the ground instantly withered like eggplants beaten by frost.
There seemed to be a barrier between heaven and earth, and the sky was instantly filled with dazzling blue crystals.
The old tree spirit seemed to have received a heavy blow and was frozen there like a sculpture.
The countless tree roots are still hanging in the air in their original shape, and each tree root is hung with a long ice crystal. The few tree roots that entangled Hun Qi are trapped by thick frost.
A thick layer of blue ice cubes appeared.
Several tree roots that were poking at Hun Qi's body also stopped in front of Hun Qi, unable to make any further progress.
This was the first time Yu Zhanhai saw Qin Lang take action, and he was immediately shocked!
What kind of method is this? He raised his hand and completely froze the towering ancient tree, unable to move at all.
Yu Zhanhai couldn't imagine what would happen if such a move fell on him.
"Mr. Qin's good tricks!"
Yu Zhanhai stared at the old tree that had been frozen into a big lump of ice in front of him and admired.
Qin Lang, however, still looked at the towering old tree with his hands behind his back. He spread out his withered body refining skills and started communicating with the towering old tree.
Soon, a sense of resistance spread to Qin Lang's mind. Qin Lang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why, are you still unwilling to surrender?"
‘Click…’
Several tree roots that were originally wrapped around Hun Qi suddenly trembled, and then several ice crystals shattered with the trembling, and fell down piece by piece.
'Click, click...'
There was another trembling sound, and several ice crystals also shattered. The tree roots that were originally hanging in front of Hun Qi all shook off the ice blocks that originally bound them, and started to swing again, fiercely towards Hun Qi.
poked in front of him.
"not good!"
Yu Zhanhai exclaimed.
Qin Lang glared fiercely: "It seems that you are not willing to surrender unless I beat you! Then I will cut off your roots and destroy your orthodoxy to see if you accept it!"
Qin Lang violently threw the ice stick in his hand and shouted: "Sword Rain!"
‘Whoosh whoosh whoosh…’
The ice popsicle flew into the air and suddenly exploded, turning into countless tiny ice crystal flying knives, like a hornet's nest that had been knocked over, or like meteors flying across the sky, falling down from the sky, and shuttled through countless trees.
between roots.
As soon as these sharp flying knives passed through, countless tree roots were cut off and fell to the ground.
Where the thick tree roots were cut off, the white and tender branches were still covered with a layer of blue ice crystals. They were frozen again just after they were cut off.
In just a blink of an eye, the tree roots that trapped Hun Qi were cut off by flying knives. Hun Qi was freed and rushed towards the frozen tree roots like a vengeance.
Everywhere, a tree root will be broken.
"receive!"
Qin Lang waved his hand again, and countless flying knives condensed into ice sticks again and fell into his hands.
At this moment, countless roots of the old locust tree have been cut off. The originally leafy crown of the tree has also lost an unknown number of branches, leaving a large area bald.
"Are you convinced?"
Qin Lang asked loudly.
"Shashasha..."
The crown of the tree shook slightly, and I don't know how many leaves and branches fell off, but it already looked like it was bowing its head to admit its mistake.
Yu Zhanhai on the side saw his blood boiling with excitement. He had already seen that the black stick used by Qin Lang was a spiritual weapon, and these two moves were the magic of the spiritual weapon itself, which was quite magical!
He won without even using his own strength? It seems that he underestimated Grandmaster Qin before!
"Now that you've accepted it, practice here honestly and don't hurt others randomly. I will pick you up and take you to Xiangxi one day!"
Although Qin Lang's body was drained of most of his energy after using the ice stick, he still couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
With this old tree spirit as the formation spirit, the Deshan Formation is really like an iron wall.
Yu Zhanhai did not expect that the mission would be carried out so smoothly, and he was delighted and said: "Master Qin, thank you for your help this time."
Qin Lang smiled and said: "Next time something good like this happens, you can still call me. I don't want too many puppets like this. The more the merrier."
Yu Zhanhai liked Hun Qi quite a bit when he saw it, but he didn't have Qin Lang's means. He could only feel sorry for himself and casually asked: "Where are you going, Mr. Qin? I'll send a car to take you there."
Qin Lang shook his head: "Now that I have come to Sichuan Province, I just need to find someone, so I won't bother my brother."
Yu Zhanhai was a sensible person and immediately said: "Then I won't waste Grandmaster Qin's time. By the way, there will be a martial arts exchange meeting in Jiulong County of Sichuan Province recently. If you have time, you can go and learn about it."
"Is there a martial arts exchange meeting? You can go and see it."
Qin Lang nodded and said.
"This is our 5th Bureau's official contact person in Sichuan Province. If you have any questions, you can contact him. His surname is Tong, and his name is Tong Qiuqiu."
Yu Zhanhai gave Qin Lang another phone number.
Qin Lang thought for a while, but still wrote down the phone number, handed over his hands to Zhan Hai and said: "Then we will meet again later."
“See you later!”
Yu Zhanhai didn't waste any time, turned around and left.
Qin Lang looked up at the vast green mountains, and what came to his mind was Long Xiaotian's adopted son, Long Yingcai! (To be continued)