When Wen Qingye walked up and reached the second floor, there were three scarecrows standing in front of him, the three scarecrows were the same as the scarecrows on the first floor, with wood all over their bodies, their eyes were cold, and they were holding a knife that had been opened.

The scarecrow led by rushed over directly, the knife in his hand did not arrive, the sound sounded first, the cold wind of the hunt was breathtaking, and the sword in Wen Qingye's hand quickly went out of the body.

"Snake Shadow Feed!"

In the midst of the lightning and fire, I felt that there was a scene of thousands of snakes coming out in an instant, and thousands of sword shadows turned into thousands of sword qi, with a hint of fierceness in the weirdness.

The scarecrow led by Wen Qingye was directly hit by Wen Qingye's blow, and then fell to the ground, and the other two scarecrows took advantage of the momentum to attack, although the knife in their hands was extremely fast, but there was no order at all.

Wen Qingye's footsteps were like a graceful butterfly, wandering among the woods and fields, one step out, one step at a time, and one step at a time, avoiding the attack of these two scarecrows.

Suddenly, Wen Qingye's footsteps turned, like a whirling butterfly, the sword light in his hand was cold, and the backs of the two scarecrows were directly exposed in front of Wen Qingye.

"Spirit Snake Lightning!"

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand was as fast as a bolt of lightning, and as deadly as a poisonous snake, it caught people off guard.

"Whew!"

The two scarecrows fell directly to the ground, motionless, Wen Qingye indifferently put away his sword and continued to walk forward.

Wen Qingye stepped on the third level, and there was no scarecrow in front of him, but a wooden man, the wooden man was very similar to the human body, the whole body was the color of logs, and there was a feeling of being thick and sturdy.

The wooden man kicked his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Wen Qingye's face, and then the bowl-sized fist smashed directly into Wen Qingye's head.

"Smack!"

Wen Qingye directly caught this fist with his palm, and the bursting vitality directly caused Wen Qingye's body to retreat, and after a while, he felt a huge pain in his entire palm.

Wen Qingye looked at his palm and found that his palm had become red.

"This wooden man looks like he has the cultivation of the Nine Heavens of Qi Cultivation," Wen Qingye thought with a frown.

The wooden man was unconscious, and he didn't feel any pain, and the fist in his hand turned into a tiger shadow, sweeping directly towards Wen Qingye with a powerful fist wind.

"Qingyue Fist!"

Behind Wen Qingye, a cyan mountain range appeared, and a simple aura was proudly born, and the majestic momentum directly crushed over.

"Bang~Bang!"

Hurried, continuous sounds echoed through the rooms on the third floor.

"Great Heavenly Hand!"

The wooden man's footsteps flew back, Wen Qingye's eyes flashed, his body jumped into the air, and a huge palm in the sky slapped directly with an amazing momentum.

"Tom!"

Wen Qingye's hand was extremely fast, his shot was like electricity, the wooden body was unstable, and he couldn't dodge, and he was slapped to the chest by Wen Qingye's palm, and his whole body flew out directly and hit the wall.

After the wooden man hit the wall, he never got up again, and Wen Qingye continued to walk forward.

From the first to the fourth floor, sure enough, there were three wooden figures in front of him, exactly the same as the previous floor.

Wen Qingye's expression began to become a little dignified, if the three wooden people cooperated well, it would also be extremely annoying, Wen Qingye rushed forward with his steps, and the sword in his hand was the first to be pulled out.

The wooden man on the left punched out, with a sharp fist style on top of the punch, and there was a faint majesty of a tiger's roar, which was really amazing for a while.

"Golden Snake Shadow!"

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand danced a few times in a row, and in an instant, more than a few sword flowers flew, and the sword in his hand turned into pieces of golden light, as if it was a golden snake, pointing directly at the heart of the wooden man's fist.

"Sting!"

The wooden man on the left took the lead and was directly repelled by Wen Qingye's sword, at this time, the two stone men next to him pounced in front of him and to the right, Wen Qingye had no choice but to fight.

"Spirit snake into dragon!"

Wen Qingye directly used the strongest move of the spirit snake swordsmanship, the sword in his hand looped, and then turned rapidly, the vitality in the air was thunderclapping, only to see that the sword in Wen Qingye's hand was like a golden long snake slowly vacating, and then rushed towards the two wooden people.

When the golden snake flew in midair, it slowly underwent a slight transformation, and turned into a detached dragon, and then directly collided with it.

"Bang!

The two wooden men were directly forced back by Wen Qingye's sword, and Wen Qingye's body also flipped back, and it took four or five steps back to stabilize his body.

"This wooden man's boxing skills are so domineering, so sharp, probably a four-grade martial arts," Wen Qingye thought secretly.

At this time, the wooden man on the far left at the beginning came to his senses and continued to rush towards Wen Qingye, as if he didn't know the fatigue and the pain.

"Monument ripper!"

Wen Qingye's palm jerked forward, and the huge handprint seemed to tear the heavens and the earth, grabbing directly at the wooden man's body.

The wooden man did not back down, and punched the huge handprint.

Wherever the fist wind passed, it was like a tiger's claws fluttering, setting off a huge majestic wind.

"Bang!"

The handprint and the fist qi collided with each other, and the fist qi was directly shattered, you must know that although Wen Qingye's Great Heaven Tearing Tablet Hand is only a five-grade martial art, but this is Wen Qingye's own creation, and the power used is even more extraordinary.

The wooden man was directly hit by Wen Qingye's stele tearing hand, and his body was stunned, Wen Qingye saw the opportunity, and the sword light in his hand turned, and he directly wiped it, cutting the throat of the wooden man.

"Plop!"

Wen Qingye defeated a wooden man at this time and quickly slid behind him, avoiding the attack of the other two wooden men.

Wen Qingye looked at the two wooden people in front of him, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, although these wooden people didn't have any rules and regulations, but they were not afraid of death, and they didn't feel any pain, which was also quite difficult.

"The Snake Sleeps in the City of Sorrow!"

The swordsmanship in Wen Qingye's hand was incomparable, and the sword in his hand continued to show a slight golden light, and then appeared in circles like a golden python, constantly circling.

"Bang!"

Wen Qingye's sword directly stabbed one of the wooden people, and the wooden man immediately retreated, and the sword in Wen Qingye's hand swung out again, and a golden golden light flew out, with a terrifying momentum.

"Whoosh!"

Wen Qingye's two swords directly repelled the two wooden people, only to see that his body did not retreat but advanced, his whole body rolled in the air, and the sword in his hand pointed at the throat of the wooden man in it.

"Smack!"

The wooden man was stabbed in the throat by Wen Qingye's sword, and immediately stopped moving, and there was only one wooden man left, and the sword in Wen Qingye's hand swung out again.

Wen Qingye's swordsmanship had reached the point of being superb, and the golden snake swordsmanship was used in one hand, and after a while, the last wooden man was also defeated by Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye took a big breath of air, and only relieved himself after half a sound, the series of attacks just now, Wen Qingye completely relied on his own calculations, and then used them in one go.