Chapter 382: The Power of the Dragon Sword

"Not good." Seeing that he could not delay time, Long Shengtian immediately hid behind Fan Tianlong and the others. He knew that his strength could not help in such a battle. When his background did not work, he would have no effect here.

"Stoat, how about it, can you break it?" Fan Tianlong looked at a companion beside him, who was also a member of the Holy Beast Messenger. His ability was metal sharpening. Any weapon in his hands would become a magic weapon. He was best at attacking.

"There is no way. These ice pillars are too strong and cannot be broken for a while. However, if we maintain such an ice cage, the woman will not be able to continue attacking."

The weasel held a meter-long sword in his hand. The blade emitted a sharp cold light. It could only break some small gaps on the ice pillars. It would take several minutes to destroy the ice pillars as thick as a human waist.

"Then just do it. I don't believe that the three of us can't beat him alone." Another tall and thin speed mutant, Ghost Fox, looked at Wang Jin, took out two blood-red daggers, licked the daggers with his slender tongue, and stared at Wang Jin with sinister eyes.

Fan Tianlong also knew that he had to take action. Under such circumstances, they could only hope to be saved if they defeated Wang Jin or waited until the troops from the military camp arrived.

When the three made up their minds, Wang Jin also pulled out the Jiaolong Sword on his back. The more than two-meter-long giant blade made Fan Tianlong and others tremble with fear. Looking at this murderous and cold sword, they all swallowed their saliva. If they were touched by such a giant blade, they would probably be torn into pieces.

"Accept the gift of death." Wang Jin took a step towards Fan Tianlong and others. Without charging or roaring, he took a step towards death with a faint smile on his face.

Fan Tianlong and the other two looked at each other, and the ghost fox ran with a sinister smile, disappearing quickly in the air. Only people with sharp eyes could find the ghost fox through the unusual fluctuations in the air.

A crack appeared in the middle of Fan Tianlong's forehead, and a pale eye was prominent, looking weird and creepy.

The last weasel held a long sword in his right hand and a few fine needles in his left hand, silently facing Wang Jin. For close combat, the weasel's ability is the most suitable.

Murong Jun stood on the top of the ice cage, looking at the three mutants who were ready to resist, and said sarcastically to himself: "Don't know whether to live or die, Brother Wang's strength is not something you can guess."

Then his eyes were hot again, and he was excited to see Wang Jin take action with his own eyes. Wang Jin now has fewer and fewer opportunities to take action. When he encounters problems, he has countless subordinates and Zerg to help him. It is not easy to see Wang Jin take action at ordinary times.

Kill!

When Wang Jin was only 20 meters away, the weasel's eyes became solemn. He flicked his left finger lightly, and three invisible ox-hair needles shot out silently, pointing directly at Wang Jin's eyes and heart.

Although the weasel's technique was concealed, it could not escape Wang Jin's eyes. He raised his arm and blocked the wide blade of the Jiaolong Sword in front of him.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The three ox-hair needles were nailed on the Jiaolong Sword, leaving no white marks. The weasel shouted softly: "Good knife, it can make my sharpened ox-hair needles ineffective. Try my amber sword."

When the weasel's voice came out, he had already appeared in front of Wang Jin. The long sword in his hand became crystal clear, with a red line inside, as if there was a blood sealed in the amber.

Huh!

The long sword rushed forward, twisting and turning like a spirit snake, picking up hundreds of sword flowers, and the blood line in the middle of the long sword turned into a bright red bud, so beautiful and eye-catching, blooming in front of Wang Jin's eyes with the beauty of death.

Hum! Wang Jin snorted coldly, and his wrist moved slightly, and the dragon roared forward. Yes, that's right, Wang Jin didn't cut with the blade, but smashed with the blade.

The weasel's eyes flashed with surprise, and his feet stepped back two steps. The long sword in his hand cut towards Wang Jin's wrist. A blood-colored sword light protruded from the tip of the sword, which was more than one meter long. It instantly bypassed the dragon and cut towards Wang Jin's wrist.

A figure suddenly appeared behind Wang Jin. The ghost fox showed a smile of conspiracy, and stabbed two blood-red daggers behind Wang Jin, one stabbing at Wang Jin's back, and the other wiping Wang Jin's neck and throat.

Fan Tianlong, who was dozens of meters away, smiled. Seeing Wang Jin in danger of death, he also added fire. The pale eyes on his forehead emitted a hazy black light. Wang Jin's hands and feet began to become stiff, and the lower part of his feet began to turn gray and white, showing signs of petrification.

This is Fan Tianlong's petrification ray. Any creature stared at by the pale eyes will slowly turn into a stone and die.

Under the siege of three top mutants, Wang Jin seemed to have no way to escape. Long Shengtian had a smile on his face. Only Murong Jun was not worried. If Wang Jin could be defeated by them like this, he would not be the Wang Jin in her eyes.

In Murong Jun's eyes, Wang Jin was invincible. Since his debut, no one who could threaten him has appeared, even Liu Jun, the leader of the Lingnan base at the time, whose strength was infinitely close to level five.

"It's really boring." Under the siege of three people, Wang Jin still had the leisure to sneer.

Fan Tianlong and the other two were slightly stunned. Wang Jin seemed to be tired of playing. He didn't even look at the long sword cutting his wrist and the dagger stabbing from behind. Without waiting for the Jiaolong Knife in his hand to hit the air, he continued to take a step forward, appeared in front of the weasel as if teleporting, and cut it fiercely with a knife.

Is this guy going to die? This thought turned over in the weasel's mind. Wang Jin didn't defend against the deadly dagger behind him, but wanted to grab himself who cut his wrist, which made the weasel very puzzled.

Although he was thinking wildly in his mind, the weasel was not slow. Under the threat of Wang Jin's Jiaolong Knife, he immediately gave up the move of attacking Wang Jin's wrist and turned the sword to block in front of him.

As long as he survived Wang Jin's attack this time, the ghost fox would pierce the heart and throat of this arrogant guy and cut it off. This was not only the idea of ​​the weasel, but also the idea of ​​the other two.

So the ghost fox moved faster, viciously stabbing the dagger at two vital points on Wang Jin's body. Fan Tianlong's forehead was pale and his eyes were wide open. As soon as the petrification of Wang Jin's legs solidified, Wang Jin broke through them. This repeated process affected Wang Jin's speed to a certain extent.

"Die." Seeing the weasel holding a sword and trying to resist, Wang Jin sneered in his heart. The more than two-meter-long dragon knife passed, and a head soared into the sky. Accompanied by a broken amber sword, the sword and the head in the weasel's hand were cut off by Wang Jin.

Blood seemed to gushed out from the neck. The weasel flew into the sky and looked at the headless body slowly falling to the ground, full of disbelief in his heart.

He has the ability to sharpen metals. He has only cut off other people's weapons. He didn't expect that his success and failure were all due to his supernatural power. Today, because he was too confident in his weapon, he fell forever in this place.

The strong vitality allowed the weasel to live a few more seconds, and even blinked its eyelids, but in the end it could not escape the call of hell. When its head fell to the ground, before the thoughts in its mind were finished, its eyes went dark, its brain nerves died, and it completely lost its life.

The domineering power of the Jiaolong Sword was undoubtedly revealed. This giant blade made of the horn of a level 5 mutant male python really lived up to Wang Jin's expectations. It cut off the amber sword with one stroke, even the extremely sharp amber sword with metal sharpening could be cut off instantly. Wang Jin couldn't think of anything that could withstand the power of the Jiaolong Sword.

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