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Chapter 66 Daoxuan Logging【Please read】

Li Daoxuan and Fang Jie have worked together many times and already have a tacit understanding, so no one needs to remind them.

Fang Jie directly used [Dirt Water] to clear the way.

As the water drops fell, the unknown spirits in the trees suddenly howled for a while, then made a "rustling" sound and retreated into the distance.

Seeing this situation, Li Daoxuan inevitably had a feeling.

When dealing with mobs, AOE damage is better...

But there are also some spirits that can withstand [dirt water]. They stretch out their hands in the darkness. When Li Daoxuan looked at things at night, he could see that there were several branches that looked like human hands reaching over and grabbing straight at the hearts of the two of them.

The dark butcher's knife did not leave many traces at night. When it passed through, there was only the sound of wind, and all the branches fell to the ground in response.

"Walk."

Li Daoxuan led the way. Fang Jie held the coffin nails in his left hand and the sickle in his right hand. The two of them left here quickly.

And just after the two left, a crack suddenly appeared on the originally plain ground, and a stone tablet appeared from it.

The stone tablet opened its mouth and swallowed the fire.

Also swallowed up the light.

If you want to reach the col, you first have to climb over the hill in front, but when Li Daoxuan came here, he stopped.

He originally thought that when he got here, he would have to use [consciousness energy] to find the whereabouts of the tree master.

But when he arrived, he found that it was not needed at all.

Because it's obvious.

The mountain col ahead was very damp and cold, and there was a very tall willow tree in the middle, with branches flying and screams coming from it.

[Walking in the wilderness of the world, you encounter a willow mountain spirit. It is a refuge for evil spirits and a paradise for ghosts. It becomes hostile to you, and your survival points are +10 (green). 】

Li Daoxuan casually added survival points to make his energy and blood more abundant.

"Don't be in a hurry to use that thing, wait until the critical moment."

"Well, don't worry."

After just giving a warning, Li Daoxuan disappeared on the spot. Under the dim moonlight, he stepped a few times among the trees and arrived at the mountain col.

The tree master, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately dropped countless dense willow branches.

Li Daoxuan was also well prepared. As soon as he patted the hanging utensil on his waist, the blood-stained hemp rope went straight out.

Like a long snake, it directly entangled the countless willow branches and tied them together like hair.

There were still willow branches coming around in the night, but the hemp rope containing the dirty ghosts could also lengthen on its own, and Li Daoxuan controlled it to tie up the remaining willow branches one by one.

During the entanglement, the movements of his feet did not stop, but he came directly in front of the willow tree.

Another root emerged from the ground and tied directly to Li Daoxuan's legs.

With a tense look on his face, he was very aware of such an obvious change.

He exerted force with his feet, kicked directly on the stem, and jumped directly onto the crown of the old willow tree.

"You want money rather than your life, right?"

Li Daoxuan smiled evilly and stabbed the butcher's knife directly into the trunk of the old willow tree.

Just like before, the inside of the willow tree was not wood at all, but flesh and blood, which he stabbed open with a single knife.

As blood gushed out, several willow branches struck Li Daoxuan on the back.

In just an instant, the inferior vulgar clothes were beaten to pieces, leaving several blood marks on his back.

"伱...why aren't you dead?!"

A hoarse voice came out of the old willow tree, with panicked words. According to what he thought, with these few whips, Li Daoxuan, an eighth-rate grain eater, would be able to be cut into pieces.

But what's going on now... There are only a few faint traces of blood left.

Li Daoxuan seemed not to hear.

【Goods Pawn】Vulgar skills are activated.

This old willow tree was chosen secretly, and a small ball of incense ash fell from the trunk.

Just by looking at it, Li Daoxuan showed joy.

Very good, he is indeed a miser!

After the previous encounter at the Smiley Face Inn, Li Daoxuan almost suffered from sequelae. At that time, no matter who the ghost was, he was so generous.Raising your hand is the incense that clears the way.

This left Li Daoxuan's [goods pawn] useless.

But fortunately, this old willow tree is not so generous. As ten incense ash fell, [Pawn] still worked.

in chaos.

Li Daoxuan drew his sword with both hands and struck the trunk of the old willow tree twice, making two gaps.

Fang Jie, who was wandering around, also took the opportunity to come over and used the common technique [knock on the back].

His fingers were slightly bent and he tapped on the trunk of the old willow tree. The whole willow tree was shaking and making a dull sound.

Seeing that the opponent was about to wake up, Fang Jie retreated crazily, but Li Daoxuan didn't move at all and struck again.

【Opening】

The butcher's knife pierced the trunk of the old willow tree and slashed down, just like butchering a pig, creating a huge gap in the trunk.

Flesh squirmed and blood flowed, spraying all over Li Daoxuan's body.

"There's something wrong with you, there's something wrong with you!"

The hoarse roar of the old willow tree sounded, and then the whole willow tree shook wildly, "Come out, come out, or you won't be able to live if I die!"

Subsequently, all the raised knots on the willow trunk fell off...

Seeing this scene, Li Daoxuan remembered a statement he had heard in his previous life.

The willow tree belongs to Yin and can accommodate ghosts, so there is a ghost living in every node of the willow tree... But at this moment, this statement has become a reality.

There is a ghost appearing in every fallen knot on the old willow tree.

But in the blink of an eye, there were more than ten tribulation ghosts in front of him.

Seeing this, Li Daoxuan tightened the butcher's knife in his hand, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and said with a ferocious smile: "If you can't defeat one person, is it useful if there are more people?"

"Fang Jie!"

He shouted loudly, and his voice echoed in the valley.

"coming!"

Fang Jie's [Dirt Water] fell for the last time, and immediately after, Li Daoxuan's figure had disappeared, not even an afterimage.

In the extreme state of "Walking Thousands of Miles", Li Daoxuan didn't know how fast he was, but in comparison, the speed of those ghosts who had to live in the old willow trees became very slow.

The butcher's knife cut back and forth on the opponent's body several times, beating it into raw materials, but it could not keep up with Li Daoxuan's speed.

Just a few breaths.

The Jie Zhuo ghosts that had just been released turned into materials, and Li Daoxuan didn't even feel the opponent's abilities.

When he stopped in front of the old willow tree again, the latter finally became frightened and panicked.

He has lived for so long and has never seen any eighth-rate grain eater with such strength.

Let alone an eighth-rate grain eater, even a seventh-rate grain eater might not have the strength to kill evil spirits.

"Don't...I'll give you all the incense." Old Willow said quickly.

"If I kill you, the incense will still be mine."

Li Daoxuan shook the butcher knife in his hand and used it more and more smoothly.

"I...you, I'll take you to the ghost market!"

"If I kill you, I can still go to the ghost market!"

Li Daoxuan's expression was ferocious, and he stabbed the trunk of the old willow tree with another knife.

With a sudden stroke, the tree trunk made an overwhelming "crack" sound, and then fell to the ground.

Fang Jie, who had been staring at it all the time, also threw out the coffin nail that he had been holding in his hand for a long time.

The coffin nail dropped.

It was nailed firmly to the gap where the old willow tree was cut.

The latter was silent again.

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