Ning Feng's eyes were sharp, his eyes were fixed on the black mire crocodile, one hand dragging the dagger, the other hand dragging the rope, and unhurriedly pulled the two around and around.

His eyes froze, and between the strength of his hands, he could already see that the rope tied to the dagger had already strangled his own hand with several red marks.

"Drink!"

Ning Feng let out a loud shout, no longer hesitated, and jumped first, and the right hand tied to the dagger stabbed fiercely into the eyes of the black mire crocodile.

But all demonic beasts, even including humans, have more than 90% of their eyes dead, and this black mire crocodile is covered with scales and armor, and its skin is as thick as a city wall and as hard as a dark iron.

In addition to the first weakness recorded in the book, the crocodile soft belly, the eyes are the easiest weakness to get their hands on.

After all, the black mire crocodile was a third-level demonic beast, and its sensitivity to crises was not weak, it suddenly turned sideways, and Ning Feng's dagger missed, rubbing its scale armor and stabbing it to the hard ground.

When it was too late, Ning Feng held the dagger tied to the rope and thrust it into the ground, and his hands were empty.

His eyes were like electricity, his hands were wide open, and he hugged the head and neck of the black mire crocodile.

The black mire crocodile is extremely powerful, and its giant mouth has an amazing biting power, but the so-called ruler is short and long, and God has made its giant mouth swallow stone and iron, but the muscles around its giant mouth make it extremely weak.

Therefore, Ning Feng tried his best to hug the neck of the black mire crocodile and prevent it from opening its huge mouth, but it took advantage of the black mire crocodile's natural physical weakness and played a role in two or two thousand catties.

But Rao is like this, Ning Feng is also shocked in his heart, and he is deeply moved by the power of this black mire crocodile, this strength, I am afraid that any human physical strength under the spiritual vein cannot reach it!

This made the black mire crocodile anxious, and he began to struggle with great strength.

Fortunately, the black mire crocodile has no spiritual power attributes, and the spiritual power that it cultivates comparable to the realm of sealing spirits is used by it to strengthen the physical body, otherwise Ning Feng would not have been so good.

The black mire crocodile broke free for a few breaths, and when he saw that it was useless, he couldn't help but be irritable, and he was about to start turning over on the ground, wanting to crush Ning Feng to death with his terrible body!

Ning Feng's eyes were vicious, and his years of experience in fighting with demonic beasts made him let go of his hands at the last moment when the black mire crocodile turned over, and kicked the ground and flashed to the giant sword.

As soon as the black mire crocodile got out, it immediately opened its hideous huge mouth, and looked at Ning Feng with a fierce look in his eyes.

But at this time, the black mire crocodile was exposed with its soft belly exposed, and there were still about forty angles of inclination from its side.

Ning Feng stomped on the ground hard, pulled out the giant sword on his side with his right hand, and bowed down.

He slammed his sword into the soft belly of the black mire crocodile, and the black smire crocodile had the intention to dodge, but his body was already bulky, and he was even more in the process of turning over, so he could only open his bloody mouth more fiercely to deter Ning Feng.

Ning Feng was unmoved, the giant sword was impartial, but this time it stabbed the soft abdomen, and the giant sword pierced about a quarter of the way in.

But it was said that the black swamp crocodile was stabbed in its soft abdomen, and it was suddenly dripping with blood, and the flesh and blood in the abdomen were blurred, but at this time it turned over.

It roared, its huge mouth wide open, and then Ning Feng decisively threw down the giant sword, and suddenly rolled around, grabbing the dagger with a rope tied to the ground.

The dagger was only half a meter away from the black mire crocodile!

Ning Feng's eyes were like torches, and his right hand used all his strength to bombard the neck of the black mud swamp crocodile, and the dagger followed, success or failure in one fell swoop!

The black mire crocodile was already in severe pain, and the pain was even more intense when it was hit hard in the neck again, and the giant mouth turned his head to bite off Ning Feng's right arm.

But at this moment, Ning Feng's dagger arrived, and he slammed the dagger into the giant mouth, and at the same time, with all the strength of his body, he kicked his feet violently, and actually kicked its huge body back half a meter.

This half meter saved Ning Feng's life and saved his arms.

"Hold on to the rope hard!" Ning Feng shouted.

The young man in the quagmire was now two-thirds of the way down, with only his head and half of his neck still exposed.

The black mire crocodile was hit hard, and he had a cowardice towards Ning Feng in his heart, and he also dragged a giant sword in his abdomen, moving inch by inch deep, with a dagger in his mouth, so that it couldn't close its huge mouth.

It can only get these things out if it returns to the water, after all, the land is not its world.

The black mire crocodile pulled back, pulling up the young man in the quagmire with great force, and the young man gritted his teeth and wrapped himself with spiritual power.

The moment the rope was tightened just now, his body was almost pulled in two, but it was the devouring force of the quagmire and the pull of the black mire crocodile that almost split his body!

The young man was finally dragged to the hard ground, and with beads of sweat pouring down from the heavy rain on his head, he loosened the rope and lay down on the ground to gasp, which was a blessing for the rest of his life.

Ning Feng was almost exhausted at the moment, but he didn't rest, his dagger and giant sword were stuck in the black mire crocodile, if he didn't deal with this big guy now, I was afraid that when it returned to the water, he would only have to cry.

He threw himself at the rope and pulled with all his strength in the opposite direction of the black mire-swamp crocodile's retreat, but he didn't dare to get closer.

The battle of the trapped beast is the most deadly, as soon as he has no weapon, I am afraid that it will be in vain to get close, and he has experienced it firsthand with the punch that he slammed into the neck of the black mire crocodile with all his strength.

Compared with the black mire crocodile, it seems to be a stupid method, but it is the safest way in this emergency.

Ning Feng's strength was almost exhausted, but don't forget, the black marsh crocodile has a dagger and a giant sword stuck in its body!

The black mire crocodile was worthy of infinite strength, Ning Feng's body was constantly pulled back, and Ning Feng on the ground even dragged out two traces.

Just when the black marsh crocodile was only half a foot away from the water beach, Ning Feng sighed in his heart, and put a pair of hands on him, but it was the young man who began to help.

What Ning Feng didn't expect was that this young man actually had the cultivation of the Soul Sealing Triple Sect, although he was trapped, his physical strength and spiritual power were extremely well preserved, and with this help, the black mire crocodile suddenly became unable to move an inch, and even faintly began to retreat.

After half a pillar of incense, the black mire crocodile struggled to get weaker and weaker, and then looked around it, it was actually full of blood, and it was actually dried up.

Ning Feng stepped forward, kicked the dying black mire crocodile, and pulled out the giant sword in its soft belly and the dagger in its mouth, but the dagger in its mouth was too deep.

As a last resort, Ning Feng had no choice but to chop the head of the black mire crocodile with a giant sword and take out the dagger, but at the same time took out a thumb-sized demonic beast crystal nucleus, but it was a little different from the third-level demonic beasts he had hunted before.

He learned from the mainland chronicles that this was the Beast Spirit Crystal, which had an exchange ratio of 1:1000 with the most ordinary White Spirit Crystal, and was only available on some high-level demonic beasts or some special low-level demonic beasts.

"Little brother, thank you for saving your life!"

The young man clenched his fists and said gratefully to Ning Feng, but he asked suspiciously, "Why doesn't the little brother use spiritual power?

"I only have the strength of the Linghui Sevenfold, and I can't see enough compared to this third-level demonic beast, so I simply won't be distracted. ”

Ning Feng said this, but it was to save face for young people.

Yes, according to Ning Feng's current physical strength and martial arts such as the Chaos Ancient Demon Sutra, he would never be so embarrassed if he used his spiritual power.

Although the black mire crocodile has a strong physical body, it has no spiritual power to release, as long as it does not get close, then it can be cleaned up slowly.

But Ning Feng wants to save people, and time is naturally precious. The surrounding environment is special, there is nothing to borrow, and he can't pull out young people himself.

He had to take the risk of inserting the dagger into the mouth of the black mire crocodile, but he couldn't kill it, which made him even more afraid to use his spiritual power.

Ning Feng estimated that if he used the Eight Hundred Spirit Sword Seal with the giant sword just now, he might be able to kill this black mire crocodile with more than ten sword moves, because the latter's strength was actually only equivalent to four or five martial arts equivalent to the human spirit sealing, but the hardness of his body was more terrifying, but it had not yet reached the level where Ning Feng could not break through the defense.

This physical fight, although it is dangerous, but Ning Feng himself has gained a lot, plus after waking up today, the spiritual sense has reached six hundred meters, Ning Feng is confident that with the skillful sword technique of the sword Ling Tian, he will use it with all his strength, even if he encounters a strong person at the peak of the Sealing Spirit Realm, even if he is not able to fight the enemy, there is no problem in escaping.

The young man couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard Ning Feng say that he only had the sevenfold Linghui, and gave Ning Feng a thumbs up, and said that Ning Feng was a hero and had an unlimited future in the future.

"This big brother, I see that your cultivation is not weak, why are you still trapped in this quagmire?"

Ever since Ning Feng had spiritual sense, he could see the cultivation of people who had cultivated within a great realm higher than himself.

For example, he only has the sevenfold spirit gathering now, but he can see the cultivation of the martial cultivators below the sevenfold spirit sealing.

The young man in front of him was naturally able to see at a glance the triple cultivation of the Sealed Spirit.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then looked cautiously left and right, and finally whispered to Ning Feng.

"Don't hide it from my little brother, I have a magic weapon on my body, it can sense the treasures of heaven and earth within a radius of a few miles, I just relied on it to find that there seems to be some treasures nearby, but I accidentally fell into the villain's secret hand and pushed me into this swamp quagmire!"

"Big brother mean, is there anyone else around here?" Ning Feng was stunned for a moment and then asked.

"Yes, there may not be many people in our vicinity, but this quicksand swamp has a large number of martial cultivators!"

"Then how big is this quicksand swamp?" This was what Ning Feng was most curious about.

"This ...... I can't tell, anyway, my companion and I have been in for more than a month, and we haven't gone out until now, I think this quicksand swamp is not simple, there are things in it, I'm afraid it is at least tens or hundreds of miles!"

"What about the eldest brother's companion?" Ning Feng was startled, and couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, it seems that this quicksand swamp is indeed not simple.

"It's all lost, alas...... This quicksand swamp is full of dangers, some places are full of spiritual power, there are groups of demonic beasts around, and some places are too heavy yin, as soon as people get close, if they don't use their spiritual sense to resist, they will have a headache in a moment, life is better than death, plus this natural quagmire, terrible poisonous gas, alas!"

Ning Feng knew clearly, I am afraid that the yin qi in the mouth of this young man is the soul power in the mouth of the old ghost.

"How many people have you met in the past month or so?" Ning Feng asked casually.

"No less than four or five hundred people! Brother, you may not know that half a month ago, a shocking treasure appeared in this quicksand swamp, and many people died in that battle, but I don't know whose hands the treasure has fallen into!"

Ning Feng frowned, thinking to himself, this seems to be a little wrong, there are four or five hundred people that this young man has met in January alone, doesn't that mean that there are at least thousands of people in this entire quicksand swamp? But where did there be so many martial cultivators in Black Wind City and the surrounding cities!

"Aren't you from the vicinity of Black Wind City?" Ning Feng asked tentatively.

"Haven't heard of it. Ning Feng looked at his non-fake expression, and became more and more confused, only to feel that he was afraid that he had stepped into a big trouble this time!