Chapter 390: Fighting Crocodile
"Whew-"
In mid-air, the behemoth with teeth and claws suddenly roared, exuding a momentum that destroyed the world and did not give up until the goal was achieved.
With that loud roar, a terrifying sound wave force followed, forming a visible ring of water waves in the shape of a ring, spreading out in all directions.
In an instant, the sky was dark, and the sonic energy stirred the mud in the swamp and shot out like arrows.
Yang Shanyue was so frightened by this scene that his body trembled, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, the long sword in his hand suddenly froze, and the sword that was several meters long retreated, and the net of heaven and earth that had just been set up was useless.
"Whew-"
With another roar, the other crocodile, who was lying quietly on the side, waited for an opportunity to move, jumped up violently in the air, opened a bloody mouth, and pounced towards Yang Shanyue from the side.
Yang Shanyue's face changed drastically, he didn't have time to think about it, he secretly took a breath of dantian qi in a panic, his body flashed subconsciously, and the hunting wind sounded in his ears, and the two behemoths staggered past him one after the other.
Yang Shanyue narrowly escaped this catastrophe, but Yang Jianming behind him suffered.
The crocodile that swooped over from the front, seeing that Yang Shanyue had dodged the blow he was bound to get, immediately vented his anger on Yang Jianming. I saw that it swung its tail, adjusted the direction of its attack slightly, and pounced on him.
Yang Jianming was stuck in the swamp and couldn't move, facing the behemoth with a bloody mouth, he could only open a pair of terrified eyes and resign himself to fate.
"Brute, Hugh hurts!" At this critical juncture, an earth-shattering roar suddenly came from behind him.
It's too late, it's too soon. As soon as the deafening sound sounded, a white light suddenly appeared, as if the sun had burst and burst into a dazzling light, and the blazing energy suddenly gushed out, as if it had blinded the eyes.
Wen Jun, it's Wen Jun, he shot in time!
He wielded the "Shadowless Sword" in his hand, and with a swift stab, the white sword condensed into a giant sword that was one zhang long, drawing a sharp trajectory in the air, and slashing towards the crocodile's head with lightning speed, as if he wanted to pierce the heavens and the earth.
The crocodile's upper jaw seems to have touched Yang Jianming's dancing arm, and the delicacy is about to reach his mouth! At this time, he suddenly felt the threat from the white light, and couldn't help but shrink his head, slowing down the momentum of the forward pounce.
"Bang!"
The "Shadowless Sword" sword struck the top of the crocodile's head, and the bulky body suddenly flew upside down, and after a few heels in the air, it fell into the soft swamp mud dozens of meters away.
The behemoth's tail flicked, and a carp actually came on the spot to fight it, adjusted its body in the air, and when it landed in the swamp mud again, it was ready to tear again.
The two behemoths gasped for breath while staring at Wen Jun who was hurrying in with their green eyes. They had been frightened by Wen Jun's sword just now, and they lay on the ground and didn't dare to move.
βShiteοΌβ Wen Jun scolded in surprise, this beast was unscathed! He suddenly remembered the scene when he fought with the python. It seems that this beast is also a thousand-year-old thing, and the "Shadowless Sword" can't help it.
Wen ...... Dr. Wen? When he suddenly saw Wen Jun, Yang Shanyue was so surprised that he couldn't believe his eyes, "You...... Why are you here? β
Wen Jun was unhappy in his heart, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Master Yang, I should ask you what I said." How did you end up here? β
Yang Shanyue was stunned for a moment, and said incoherently: "This...... This one...... It's a long story......"
Wen Jun interrupted him and said indifferently: "Since it's a long story, let's keep it for later." This place is dangerous, Master Yang, I think you better leave first. β
Yang Shanyue came back to his senses and replied busily: "Yes, yes...... It's just that he ......"
Wen Jun's eyes looked at Yang Jianming, who had fainted with fright in the swamp, and couldn't help but show a look of disdain. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said jokingly: "I'm afraid that Yang Shao wants to swim in winter again, so I have to pick a good place." β
Yang Shanyue was not stupid, of course he understood Wen Jun's words, and suddenly remembered that he was arrested in the public security bureau that night, and he couldn't help but be ashamed. But at this moment, his son was still trapped in the mud, and his life was in danger of being lost at any time, and he didn't care about his face, so he begged: "Doctor Wen, you are a good person to the end, quickly rescue my son." β
Wen Jun despised Yang Shanyue again in his heart, and teased: "Rescue? It's an easy way to put it. Master Yang, do you think this crocodile was raised by me and will obediently listen to me? β
Yang Shanyue put down all his self-esteem, squeezed out a smile on his face that was even more ugly than crying, and complimented: "Doctor Wen's martial arts are world-famous, and it is expected that this beast is not your opponent." β
Wen Jun smiled faintly and deliberately said, "I have tried my best to use that sword just now, but the beast is safe and sound. What do you want me to do to save your son? β
Yang Shanyue didn't know the details of Wen Jun, and when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but feel sad, his knees were weak, and he sat down on the ground without dignity, and said with affection: "It's over, my son is finished, and 'Yang Jiajian' is finished......"
A generation of heroes has such embarrassing times.
The two crocodiles watched quietly for a while, and found that several uninvited guests did not seem to be as fierce as they imagined, and they couldn't help but feel bad and began to dream of a full meal again.
This time, they targeted Yang Jianming, who was stuck in the swamp and couldn't extricate himself.
"Whew-"
After hearing this roar, the two beasts seemed to have a good heart, and pounced on Yang Jianming, who was unconscious, one left and one right.
Although Wen Jun was talking to Yang Shanyue, his eyes were always staring at the two crocodiles lying in the mud, he understood that crocodiles were cunning and bloodthirsty, and they would never let go of such an opportunity.
When the crocodile just jumped up, Wen Jun had already performed the footwork of "relying on the void to enter the air", and swept to Yang Jianming's side lightly, with a flick of his wrist, the "streamer sword" quietly struck, and the white sword light that was several meters long was woven into an unbreakable invisible barrier in front of him.
Burst! Burst!
Two muffled sounds, which were emitted by the slamming of the swooping crocodile on the sword.
Before the two behemoths could figure out what was going on, their figures flew upside down. How did they come to be, and how did they have to get back, the difference is that when they went back, there were two more bright rainbows and a strong smell of blood!
The sword of the "Streamer Sword" cut through the skin of the crocodile, leaving an unknown trace of blood on each of them!