Chapter 174: Tree Men

"It can actually recover; how is one supposed to break this array?" Long Guxing frowned, looking at the tree before him that was as good as new, then looked at the dense forest of trees surrounding him, falling into deep thought.

Long Guxing sized up the towering trees surrounding him, completely unable to distinguish east, west, south, or north, nor did he know where to exit from.

Logically speaking, any array must have a control hub; as long as the control hub is destroyed, the array will naturally be broken.

Meng Yifan had just been holding an Array Disk; the position where he was located was the control hub of this illusion array.

However, Long Guxing was trapped within the illusion array, surrounded by towering trees, his line of sight obstructed. Long Guxing leaped up, jumping onto a nearby tree, wanting to climb high and look far to see the surrounding terrain.

But an inconceivable thing happened: as Long Guxing jumped higher, that tree also increased in height synchronously, and everything around him increased in height along with it.

Long Guxing bounced several times in succession, but his line of sight was still obstructed by the trees, which made him very depressed. He muttered to himself, "In an illusion array, everything is fake; there is no east, west, south, north, nor high or low. Meng Yifan can make the trees grow as tall as he wants; this is just too perverted."

Long Guxing closed his eyes, wanting to use his ears to listen for sounds and identify positions, but in the forest, there were birds singing and flowers fragrant, even the cawing of crows and the roars of Wild Beasts, which made it impossible for Long Guxing to judge where Liu Sheng and Jiang Tian were located.

Cannot see, cannot hear clearly,

Cannot smell, cannot touch.

Long Guxing's five senses were confused by the array, and even the keen sixth sense of a Martial Artist was suppressed by the Yin energy within the array; he had no idea where Meng Yifan was, which made things very difficult.

If he were an Immortal Cultivator who understood the Dao of arrays, perhaps he could find clues based on the operating laws of the array and locate Meng Yifan, but unfortunately, Long Guxing was a Martial Artist; regarding the arrays of Immortal Cultivators, he was completely clueless.

"Hmph! One force overcomes ten techniques. As long as I keep destroying, Meng Yifan will need to consume a large amount of Yin energy to recover. Let's see how long his Yin energy can hold out!"

Thinking of this, Long Guxing bit his tongue tip again and sprayed his Tongue-Tip Blood, which was extremely Yang and rigid, onto a pair of Eight-Sided Red Copper Hammers.

Long Guxing's weapon was quite special: a pair of Eight-Sided Red Copper Hammers, each as large as a watermelon, shimmering with a crimson luster. The two copper hammers were connected in the middle by a pitch-black Mysterious Iron Chain.

The Eight-Sided Red Copper Hammers could be used for close combat or as meteor hammers for long-range attacks. When unleashed, they were powerful and heavy, with immense might that no one could block.

Long Guxing gripped the hammers with both hands, his True Qi surging, his arms swelling by a large margin, thicker than an ordinary person's thighs. He exhaled and shouted, swinging both arms, and the two copper hammers smashed toward the two towering trees beside him respectively.

"Boom! Boom!" Following two loud bangs, the middle sections of the two trees were directly smashed to pieces, the upper halves of the trees fell in response, and the sky was filled with drifting leaves.

More importantly, the places struck by the copper hammers shimmered with a blood-red light; the scorching Yang energy directly destroyed the Yin energy forming the trees, making the trees broken in two look as if they were burning, with bursts of Yin energy turning into wisps of smoke, drifting into mid-air.

Just at this moment, above Long Guxing's head, the wind and clouds changed again, a dark cloud drifted over, and with a splash, a Yin rain began to fall, wanting to extinguish the Yang flames of the two towering trees once more.

"Break for me!" Long Guxing shouted loudly, the Eight-Sided Red Copper Hammer in his left hand swung fiercely, smashing a large hole into the dark cloud in the sky, and then his right hand flicked the chain, causing the Eight-Sided Red Copper Hammer in the sky to rotate at high speed, actually forcibly stirring the dark cloud above his head until it dissipated.

"Haha, Meng Yifan, let's see how long you can trap me." Long Guxing laughed loudly, then his right hand gripped the chain and began to rotate; the other Eight-Sided Red Copper Hammer rotated at high speed like a wind-fire wheel, and with Long Guxing as the center, the trees within three meters were all smashed to pieces.

In the illusion array, not only was Long Guxing using a weapon smeared with Tongue-Tip Blood to destroy the array, but Liu Sheng, Jiang Tian, and the other members of the Three Great Gangs were also using similar methods to break the array violently, which meant that for Meng Yifan to maintain the array, he had to consume a large amount of Yin Spirit Qi.

The illusion array set up by Meng Yifan mainly relied on several Yin Spirit Stones in the Array Disk; at this moment, several Yin Spirit Stones had already developed dense cracks, as if they could shatter completely at any time.

The light on the Spirit Stones was dim, and the Yin Spirit Qi contained within was also running low; it was obvious that these Yin Spirit Stones could not last much longer.

"Haha, if you want to break the array with violence, then let's have some fun." Meng Yifan sneered, then shook the Triangular Command Flag in his hand, and the stars shifted and the world turned upside down within the illusion array, undergoing earth-shaking changes.

"Eh!" Long Guxing discovered with surprise that the trees in front of him were undergoing eerie changes, with a pair of huge arms growing out of the trunks.

The tree roots pulled out of the ground, turning into a pair of muscular thighs, and the branches on the tree crowns turned into curved green whips, just like the dancing hair of the trees.

In an instant, the nine towering trees in front of Long Guxing turned into nine huge tree men over thirty meters tall; standing in front of the tree men, Long Guxing was as tiny as an ant.

"Thump! Thump!" The huge tree man at the very front walked over, causing the ground to tremble, and a large foot eight or nine meters long aimed at Long Guxing and stepped down, as if wanting to crush a small ant.

The huge foot covered the space above Long Guxing's head, like Taishan pressing down. Long Guxing's expression was grave; he did not resist head-on, but tapped his toes on the ground, his body retreating rapidly, dodging the large foot.

"Boom!" The large foot stepped onto the ground, directly creating a footprint two meters deep and eight or nine meters long.

The other eight large tree men also surrounded him from all directions; some tree men had dozens of branches over a hundred meters long on their heads, like dozens of emerald-green pythons, coming to entangle Long Guxing.

There were also tree men whose huge arms, like large hammers, descended from the sky, smashing toward Long Guxing.

Others continued to step with their feet; Long Guxing was suddenly trapped in the siege of nine tree men, with tree men attacking him from all directions, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"Hmph! Eighteen Paths of Heaven-Shaking Hammers!" Long Guxing shouted loudly, no longer dodging. The two copper hammers flew up and down, dancing like two wheels; the left-hand hammer was the inner circle, protecting his whole body, while the right-hand hammer was connected by a chain, drawing an arc like a meteor and lightning, smashing toward the menacing large foot above his head.

"Pfft!" The copper hammer collided with the large foot, but it was like popping a balloon; the large foot, which looked fierce and domineering, was just a showpiece, soft and fragile at a single touch.

This was like an ordinary person punching with all their might to hit an enemy in front of them, only to hit the air; this feeling made Long Guxing so depressed he wanted to vomit blood.

"Fake, fake, still fake." Long Guxing swung the Eight-Sided Red Copper Hammers, smashing the tree men one by one until they exploded.

"Something is not right." Long Guxing's heart was filled with doubt; he did not know why Meng Yifan had conjured so many tree men that looked impressive but were useless.