Ye Feng suddenly realized that it was no wonder that his telekinesis could not bewitch the skinny old man. The power of the dead tree turned him into a tree. Of course, a stupid wooden head was immune to telekinesis.
When he struck out with his finger that pierced the stone just now, all the trees in the forest swayed. He thought he was encountering a strong wind, but it turned out that the entire forest helped him and resisted the tremendous force of his finger.
Ye Feng sneered: "You really have a way, let's see if your dead wood magic can block my flying sword."
A crystal clear little sword appeared in Ye Feng's palm, with three kinds of light flowing in it, the colors were gorgeous and moving.
The flying sword, with its sharp sword energy, instantly slashed towards the skinny old man.
The skinny old man almost cried out in horror; it was the first time he saw a flying sword.
The moment he saw the flying sword, the skinny old man's body also changed.
Ye Feng's divine eyes could see very clearly that the green light suddenly surged. Rays of green light broke out from the ground and covered the skinny old man's body like lines of defensive armor.
The flying sword slashed at the defensive circle covered by green light, and Ye Feng clearly felt a feeling of defeating Ge.
Under the power of God, the flying sword slashed into the green light and cut off the outer circle of light.
But the injured were not the skinny old man, but several tall trees in the distance. The trees fell down with a loud bang, splashing snow all over the sky.
Only then did Ye Feng understand that the green light gushing out from the ground was the spiritual energy of the trees. When the wisps of spiritual energy were cut off, it was like a person losing his life, and the trees also fell down with a loud bang.
With the help of the Dead Tree Magic, the skinny old man merged with the entire forest. There was only one way to kill him, and that was to destroy him along with the forest.
This is the largest windbreak forest in the western suburbs of Yudu. It took decades for the saplings to grow into towering trees. Some of the trees are nearly a hundred years old. They were planted and cared for by several generations of forest rangers with great effort.
In summer it is lush and green, adding green scenery to the Jade City.
In winter, it successfully blocks the cold currents and sandstorms blowing from the west.
Ye Feng put away his flying sword. If he continued like this, even if he could kill the skinny old man, he would have to cut down the forest as a price.
He was a little embarrassed, and sent a thought to the ugly old man: "This old guy is too shameless. He used some dead wood magic to turn himself into a tree, and let the surrounding forest protect him from disasters. Is there any way to destroy this old guy without destroying the forest?"
Old Chou smiled but didn't answer. It was obvious that he was keeping the secret again.
"Ugly, I have a new little movie."
Ye Feng knew what Chou Lao liked most. Every time he used short films or Japanese action movies, he could deeply impress him, and it always worked.
But this time, Ugly Old Man sighed and said, "To deal with him, there is a way that is the most direct and simplest. Destroy him and this forest together. Otherwise, there is no other way."
Since Old Chou said there was no other way, Ye Feng could only be ruthless. He wanted to perform the fourth move of the Thai Emperor's Four Attacks, Overlapping Burning.
A strong desire to fight grew in my heart.
The secret battle method of the ancient gods suddenly increased Ye Feng's divine power several times. This secret method will transform Ye Feng's divine power into a flame of fire that is dozens of times hotter than a raging fire.
In the Bingxin Valley, Ye Feng used the flame of Li Yan to burn the ice beast that had absorbed the cold air for tens of thousands of years into ashes, not to mention this windbreak forest.
Ye Feng's pupils glowed with a faint red light, the temperature around him suddenly increased, and the divine power in his divine nature was about to turn into flames.
This kid looks like he's about to set a fire. How is that possible
The thin old man's eyes became almost crazy. He didn't believe that Ye Feng could spit fire. The green spiritual energy emanating from his limbs became thicker and was closely connected with the roots of the trees underground.
Suddenly, a faint call came from Ye Feng's mind, which was more like some creature struggling and resisting in pain, but to no avail and crying hopelessly.
"Don't destroy the woods, they are all my friends."
Not only did I hear the whisper, I also felt a sense of sadness.
The groaning sound came from a big tree among the woods, the same tree that contained green spiritual energy.
Combining the information he heard from the disciples of Tianquan Sect, Ye Feng judged that this wisp of green spiritual energy was the wood spirit.
Ye Feng's heart moved. Was he going to destroy the forest and cause sadness to the wood spirits
The skinny old man came to the Western Suburbs Windbreak Forest just for this wood spirit.
It is a spiritual creature with extremely high spirituality. It is a tree or plant that has absorbed spiritual energy for tens of millions of years and transformed into a spiritual beast, just like the ice beast in Bingxin Valley.
To the wood spirit, everything in the world has spiritual energy. Every tree and blade of grass in the forest are its friends. Because of its relationship, they will be reduced to ashes and become nothing, and it becomes very sad.
Both the Wood Spirit and the Ice Beast are spiritual beasts, but their habits are completely opposite.
The Ice Beast wants to turn everything in the world into ice, which is cold and cruel, while the Wood Spirit wants to make everything vibrant and full of life.
Ye Feng sent a thought to Mu Ling, "For you and this forest, I can let the enemy go, but he came for you, so you better hide."
The voice of Mu Ling came into Ye Feng's mind. It sounded like whimpering, but he could understand its meaning.
Thank you for your kindness. I can let my friends disconnect from him temporarily. The time is very short. I hope you can seize the opportunity.
Ye Feng was secretly delighted. He didn't want to destroy the windbreak because of this skinny old man. The skinny old man's dead wood magic skill could take the spiritual energy of the trees for his own use, but the wood spirit could interrupt this connection.
A faint and warm breath drifted by like a spring breeze.
In the eyes of the God of Destiny, Ye Feng saw that the green light emitted by the endless roots under the ground suddenly disappeared.
There was a look of horror in the skinny old man's eyes. He felt that the shield that had been very tough had suddenly become empty. His heart felt like a flower basket was broken, and all his hope and confidence were shattered to the ground.
In an instant, the flying sword flew out of his hand, flashing a dazzling light in the air, like a flash of lightning, passing through the middle of the skinny old man's neck.
Only a faint trace of blood oozed out of the dried blood vessels.
The surrounding trees began to sway as if in silence for the skinny old man.
Fortunately for Ye Feng, no big tree fell down. The wood spirit severed the connection between the skinny old man and the forest, allowing Ye Feng's attack to succeed.
The skinny old man fell down slowly, still with a look of disbelief on his face.
He didn't believe that the flying sword could pierce his throat, and he couldn't believe that the big tree brothers, whom he had always been proud of, would no longer help him and watch him die.
Ye Feng did not look for the skinny old man who had fallen to the ground, but walked to the big tree where Mu Ling was hiding.
There was a bowl-sized hole in the big tree, and a finger-sized branch was lying quietly in it.
(End of this chapter)