The big vulture standing not far away smashed it with its sharp beak and looked at Yang Jun with interest.

"Boy, it's up to you!"

The red vines formed an overwhelming net, exuding a slightly sweet fragrance, but also a slight smell of blood, rushing towards Yang Jun.

Yang Jun held the 10,000 butcher knife and stood fiercely.

His whole being was shrouded in a scarlet shimmer, a large web of vines that left large shadows on the ground. Yang Jun's face and body, even the black blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, and the white blade, were all reflected with a hazy red light and shadow.

Suddenly, the storm swept on the flat ground.

Ten thousand butcher knives swept in the air!

With Yang Jun as the center, a powerful aura swept the entire heaven and earth.

The black blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife erupted into thousands of huge sword shadows under Yang Jun's full force.

A black hurricane rose abruptly in the red light of the sky.

The big vulture's eyes widened and were round, almost a third of the entire head. The two little black bean-like eyes spun around twice, and their heads were instantly blown away by the wind that penetrated the vines.

"Ga-" A scream came to an abrupt end.

He quickly shrunk his neck and tucked his head between his wings, watching in horror as the massive intertwined shadows of knives tore and twisted the vines that swooped towards the emaciated figure in the center.

The shattered vines suddenly turned into a rain of red rain that soaked the black ground crimson, as if it had been spilled with blood.

The big vulture opened its beak wide, and looked at the scene in front of it with a face full of astonishment, and was caught up in a burst of red rain on its head, and its bare and gray-white head and neck were immediately dyed red.

In the shadow of the sword, the light of the white blade that appeared from time to time was like lightning in the night, hideous and powerful, carrying a momentum that tore through the heavens and the earth.

Under the blood-colored knot dancing wildly, among the heavy black knife shadows, Yang Jun's slender figure looked so thin and small.

But he grasped the handle of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife with both hands, and attacked boldly, without hesitation, like a 10,000-foot waterfall, pouring straight down.

Swish!

Whew!

Whew!

The black knife shadow slashed, and the blade light flashed like an electric snake, cutting through the branches that were almost the thickness of an adult's arm after the red vines expanded, and the red pulp burst out, exploding a puff of bright red liquid, and the blood mist generally exploded above Yang Jun's head.

Although the shadow of the knife flew obliquely, Yang Jun's face was also stained with a lot of red marks. However, at this moment, his lips were pursed and his face was solemn, and his eyes were a frosty condensation.

Ma Dan, I was miserable by this hidden world!

The ghost knows that after putting aside the knife mountain, what awaits him is an overwhelming huge net!

Yang Jun, who didn't see the sun and the moon, didn't know what night it was, was angry, and he sprinkled it all towards the blood-colored vines that rushed in.

These vines were not very tough, and under the chopping of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, a large piece was suddenly cut off, and Yang Jun was cheerful on the top of his head.

But soon, almost in the blink of an eye, these vines sprouted new branches from the broken and surrounded Yang Jun again.

Every time Yang Jun swung the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, he almost exhausted the strength of his whole body, and every time he swung the knife, he felt that he would definitely not be able to hold on.

But in the midst of this disappointment, he slashed the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife towards the red giant net again in his shocked expression.

This feeling is about the same as a 3,000-meter test, and when I sprint for the last 100 meters, I have been haunting in my mind, "Ma Dan, Lao Tzu can't do it, I'm going to die, I can't run" but my legs are constantly walking.

Yang Jun simply didn't know whether his limbs were under his own control, or if he was mechanically manipulating his arms like a machine to pick up the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife again and again.

His body seemed to be functioning, but Yang Jun's mind was already tired.

He was worried that when his physical strength would eventually be exhausted, these blood-colored vines seemed to be endless.

The vines in front of him with a sweet and bloody smell were obviously not mundane, and they exuded a strange aura all over their bodies. There are "carnivorous" plants such as pitcher plants and man-eating trees on the earth, and in this strange world, there is obviously nothing strange that vines can eat people.

Could it be that when you are really exhausted, you can only become a good meal, or nourishment, for this vine?

Yang Jun shuddered.

People say cut the grass and eradicate the roots. Just cutting the leaves yourself will definitely not stop the continuous growth of the vine at the root.

And the vines are endless, but their physical abilities are limited. The longer you delay, the greater your physical depletion.

Yang Jun was ruthless in his heart, his eyes sharpened, and he looked through the gap in the red giant net in the direction where the vines were growing.

In the faint red light, it was faintly visible that there was a thick trunk with one person hugging each other, standing quietly in the black crack.

But in Yang Jun's eyes, it was like a bloody mouth, ready to swallow him into his stomach at any time.

Cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

The overwhelming net was blurred in Yang Jun's eyes. In his eyes, only this stout old vine remained.

Ignoring the vine branches around him, he waved the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife without hesitation, splitting the red net in front of him and opening up a path to the old vine for himself.

This knife carried Yang Jun's surging anger and surging murderous aura.

The handle of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife in Yang Jun's palm quietly gave birth to a red thread.

The shadow of the knife appeared, taller and bigger than any before!

Such a brazen blow caused this huge net to instantly open a gap more than two zhang long and five feet wide. A wide passage appeared in front of Yang Jun.

As if sensing Yang Jun's surging killing intent, the thick trunk of the blood-colored vine twisted, and a layer of red light rose from the ground, enveloping the entire vine.

At the same time, the whole red net shook violently, as if it were frantically cheering and dancing.

Especially the vines around Yang Jun, the latest fracture part, all sections were growing wildly, tangled into a net, and rushed towards Yang Jun.

Like thousands of miles of stratus clouds, like a river full of rolling waves. The vines that attack frantically are surging like a sea of mountains.

"Gah-"

The big vulture screamed in surprise, and then, as if someone had suddenly choked its neck, stuck the sound back.

Yang Jun, who already felt that it was difficult to support, was inspired to be competitive at this moment. Just like facing the tide of thousands of galloping horses, the whole person's qi and blood surged, and before this huge net engulfed itself, his eyes froze, and he mobilized all his strength, and slashed down the ten thousand butcher knives in his hand.

When his hands were raised, a rugby-shaped red pattern imprint appeared on his eyebrows, which was the Dementor Imprint that had been carved into his mind earlier!

At the same time, a strand of red thread spread from the hilt of the knife, winding into a pattern that matched the center of his eyebrows. The red thread grows like a vine, but it is extremely fast, from the bottom to the top, and in an instant, it climbs all over the knife face.

The light of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife skyrocketed, and a huge sword shadow flashed above Yang Jun's head, and the extremely black and bright sword shadow rose nearly two feet high.

A mysterious but extremely dangerous aura spread with the surging sword light of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife.

The big vulture quacked again, fluttered its wings twice, and quickly flew away from Yang Jun's side, hiding in a place that thought it was safe.

The red snake dancing wildly, the entangled vines, seemed to feel this danger too, and the steps of the advance paused, like a snail's tentacles, and retreated sharply.

But, it's too late!

Poof-

As soon as the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife slashed to the end, the blood-colored vine network knot was instantly torn apart. All of a sudden, the blood mist filled the air, reflecting Yang Jun's eyes. And a passage five zhang long and one zhang three feet wide also appeared in front of Yang Jun at the same time.

The ground covered with black patterns also cracked a deep knife mark. The exploding vines and flesh scattered on the ground like rain, and the intertwined patterns and notches all merged into this fresh knife mark.

So, what was left in front of Yang Jun in the end was such a slender blood mark, pointing directly at the main trunk of the vine.

This time, instead of continuing to grow, the section of the blood-colored vine quickly withered as if it had been burned by fire.

The big vulture watched from afar, fluttering its wings and jumping: "Well done, boy! ”

The section could not continue to grow, and the entire huge net showed a downward trend, and it was no longer as fearless and fearless as before.

Compared with the vines of Weidun, Yang Jun was full of heroic excitement and rushed towards the trunk of the thick vine with high morale.

There was a huge vine that was hugged by a person, and it shrank like a chick that saw a python, and countless tiny leaves trembled violently.

The blood-colored vines that crawled half the world quickly retreated, and they were about to retreat into the great gap in the ground.

But after all, it was a step slower!

Yang Jun took a few strides, his figure was so weak that he couldn't even see his legs alternately. Halfway through, the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was raised high and slashed abruptly.

A red light flashed between his eyebrows, and the olive-shaped pattern was vivid, and the pattern of the dementoring seal covered the entire knife surface.

In an instant, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, the black shadow covered the sky, and in the huge phantom, the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife and Yang Jun's figure passed through the air, and instantly reached the front of the thick trunk of the blood-colored vines.

Poof-

Ten thousand butcher knives plunged deep into the ground.

Boom!

With the shock of Yang Jun's hands, the ground engraved with patterns shattered, and pieces of unknown materials flew around, but the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife reached the foundation of the vines at this time, and pried it fiercely!

The entire vine has been uprooted!

The bright red juice exploded and sprinkled with blood.

The juice flowed out, and the thick and full branches of the vine suddenly withered like a balloon with a hole in it, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yang Jun was doused with sticky juice on his head and face, and his feet were as if they were wading in blood.

But he didn't pay attention to this, and wiped his left hand casually on his face, scooping up the vines on the ground that had basically dried up and left only a layer of skin.

"I'm going, it's a paper tiger who is strong on the outside and dry on the outside!"

Yang Jun's eyes widened, and he could hardly believe that the monster that had tossed him to the point of exhaustion was only this light layer of skin. (To be continued.) )