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The wooden rafts cracked, and the scales and armor loomed in the blood-stained water on the clear water. A middle-aged man jumped into the air and stabbed at the dinosaur at his feet with a sharp sword.

"Poof!" It was obviously a sharp sword piercing the scale armor, but the sound was a symphony of gold and iron. Zhu Biao faintly saw one or two sparks splashing. The scale armor of this dinosaur is so strong, it's really perverted!

But even with such a strong scale armor, the long sword under the blow of the martial arts master could still pierce it, and the tip of the sword was not enough to penetrate the back of the dinosaur

The crocodile roared, and the thick crocodile tail hit the middle-aged man's waist with a wave of water. The crocodile tail wrapped in the iron black scales under the sun was really like a thick soft iron whip, and the whirring whistling sound made the middle-aged man dare not delay for a moment, like drawing a sword and jumping again, but the sword body was left on his back by the strong muscles and scale armor of the dire crocodile, and he couldn't move, and the middle-aged man immediately let go and jumped three feet again out of thin air.

The crocodile tail swept under his feet.

The middle-aged man retreated, as another dinosaur pounced. There was no wooden platoon under his feet to settle down, no sword in his hand to kill, and the middle-aged man who was not very good at palm with his bare hands had to retreat. Otherwise, he would end up in the same fate as his predecessor and his partner, and die in the belly of a crocodile, leaving only a red trail of blood on the water.

Fan Yifeng looked at his subordinates who fled in a panic with a heavy face, as the deacon of the Qiankun Gang, his brothers were all dead, so he shouldn't come back. "You damn it" with a wave of his right hand, the flying claw grabbing down

......The middle-aged man fell in front of Fan Yifeng, his face was full of panic and shame, and he was about to plead guilty, when suddenly there was an "ah", and the remaining words of "spare ......" were all left in his stomach.

I saw that the middle-aged man was dead on the spot under Fan Yifeng's blow, and the blood on his chest was gushing like a spring, and his heart was actually dug out by Fan Yifeng in anger, and his eyes were still wide open. The distorted face was full of horror, horror, and supplication.

"Leave the dog thing that the brother ran away alone, damn it" The five fingers tightened, and the bloody heart of the middle-aged man immediately turned into a litter of minced meat in Fan Yifeng's hands.

"Throw him into the water and feed the fish," Fan Yifeng was angry. If the people present today were all members of the Qiankun Gang, he would never kill the middle-aged man, at most erase his title as deacon. But the current people are far more than the Qiankun Gang, there are countless outsiders.

The middle-aged man's behavior of escaping back alone was too discrediting to the Qiankun Gang. Especially in the forefront, some individual tourists have crossed the water, but there is no progress on their side, and the two teams of people in front and behind are buried under the water except for a shameful thing that escaped alive.

"Put the bamboo volleyball again, the third team. "Fan Yifeng shouted frantically.

And Zhu Biao's side, "Go and make bamboo chops!" Ignoring Fan Madman's madness, a sentence woke up the stunned little sister, and her pale face smiled at Zhu Biaoqiang. Digging into the heart, this kind of tragic scene, Zhu Caier was really frightened.

In less than two quarters of an hour, Zhu Biao contacted the first, second, and third squads. The squads were still far apart, each making their own wooden platoon.

The Qiankun Gang crossed the water wave after wave by the water's edge, which was a good thing for Zhu Biao. Attracted all the diagogues?

The wooden platoon was ready, and the four of them lifted it and put it into the water, and at a distance of three or four miles from the Qiankun Gang, Zhu Biao's team entered the water first.

Together with three other waves of people with three wooden rows. Zhu Biao's entourage of seven wooden rows is only twenty or thirty zhang apart from each other, and the first two teams also partner with three or two lone rangers, and no one can see that the twenty-four people that the Qiankun Gang is looking for are among them.

The wooden discharge is poured into the water, and the internal force of the people on the discharge is transported to the extreme. Paddle, support, internal force agitation, each show its ability. It's an ordinary wooden raft, but it's as fast as a motorboat on the water. Especially the one of Zhu Biao's own team, the wake waves splashed torrents, and the water marks turned white, like arrows.

"Click"

The upper and lower jaws were wide open, and the crocodile mouth like scissors gnawed a big gap in the two-layer overlapping wooden chop under Zhu Biao's feet like tofu dregs.

The bamboo pole is like a gun, and the sharpened bamboo spear pierces the eyes of the dire crocodile and directly enters the brain.

Suffering a huge blow, the crocodile let out a deafening roar, rolled and retreated from the bamboo spear, its head instantly submerged into the water, and a thick iron tail on the blood-stained water surface whirred towards the wooden raft that lacked a large mouth.

"Bang"

The bamboo gun took the volley of the crocodile tail. The entire penny trembled like water waves in the buzzing and vibrating sound, and the layers of force were dissolved, and there was no residual strength to transmit to Zhu Biao's feet. His arm trembled with the trembling of the penny, and he received a sharp whip from the crocodile tail unharmed.

But the rest of the people are not so good. There were two dinosaur crocodiles staring at Zhu Biao's wooden row, one of them was severely injured by Zhu Biao, and the other swallowed most of the wood pulp in Fang Ruo's hand in one bite, if he hadn't seen the underwater yīn shadow and quickly got up and jumped inside, this dinosaur crocodile would have swallowed not the wood pulp but Fang Ruo's arm.

The scissor-like crocodile mouth, combined with the huge tension force, even the horse can bite into two pieces.

The old trick of the crocodile is to whip the tail without a bite. What Shen Qingyun held in his hand was a real iron whip, an eleven-section bamboo whip, which was broken by the crocodile tail with a click, and the huge force made Shen Qingyun's mouth ache, and the half-cut whip he was still holding flew out of his hand.

Shen Qingyun's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, he had also seen the scene of the middle-aged man escaping back before, but he was not afraid of crocodiles in his heart. Because in the outside world, man has long occupied the protagonist of heaven and earth, and no matter how powerful the beast is, it is also the prey of humans.

This is a psychological advantage, just like how Zhou Jun initially felt about Han Jun. But after really doing it and experiencing actual combat experience, you will understand the horror of your opponent.

"Boom"

It was not only Zhu Biao's wooden platoon that was targeted, but the second squad not far away was directly pushed by a tiger Jiao from below, and the tail of the wooden platoon was raised more than a foot high.

This kind of living thing is like an enlarged version of the water lizard, and the single combat power is still above the dire crocodile, not much inferior to the ahuizotl, but the population is not too much, and many of them are still stored in the family unit, and it is a threat to fall to the same level as the dire crocodile.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream rang out, and the first of the seven platoons to die appeared. The lower half of his body was swallowed by the large mouth of the crocodile, and the sharp teeth easily bit the man in two. At this time, another dire crocodile pounced and swallowed the entire upper body above the waist and abdomen in one gulp.

The thunderbolt-like cheers of the "beast" Yuan Tong spread far and wide. This guy had learned some Buddhist chanting techniques from Wenshu Monastery, and his voice was comparable to that of Pavarotti.

The duck-egg-thick water mill Zen stick slashed its head at a dire crocodile, Zhu Biao looked at the six roads and listened to all directions, and clearly saw the blood stains oozing from the ankle of Shi Huixin's left foot beside Yuantong.

On the water a few miles away, the main force of the Qiankun Gang was crossing the water in a big way. After several temptations to have a rough number of dinosaurs in the water, Fan Yifeng deployed a good number of people, and more than 100 people rode more than 20 wooden rows, and the front, middle and back three were crossed into the water.

"Puff ......" Zhu Biao withdrew his gaze and jumped into the water, and the mantis knife, which rarely appeared in front of people, was held in his right hand. With a swing of his waist and legs, like a big fish, he pounced fiercely towards the injured dinosaur lying at the bottom of the water.

The water depth of three or four zhang is twelve or thirteen meters deep, and Zhu Biao's waist is twisted to the bottom. The speed is so fast, I'm afraid that the fishermen who make a living from pearl diving on the seaside don't have such good water. With the strengthening of his talent, he now really feels like a fish in water.

The seriously injured dinosaur had a hideous and fierce gaze in its single eye, but its movements were too slow, its reaction was too slow, and the heavy blow to its head made it difficult to open its mouth and bite, Zhu Biao held the head of the dinosaur crocodile with one hand and fell into the bottom of the water, and the mantis knife aimed at the neck and cut it.

Under the indoctrination of Zhu Biao's internal force, the sharpness of 90 only felt a slight layer of obstruction, and as soon as he stabbed and broken, the mantis knife cut off the entire head of the dire crocodile. A large stream of blood stained the Zeshui around Zhu Biao.

The crocodile's sense of smell is sensitive, and the other dire crocodile, which is still chasing the wooden row and waiting for the opportunity, turned around and pounced towards Zhu Biao. The figure rushed out of the blood mass, and the green mantis knife slashed through the soft abdomen of the dinosaur, and at the same time, Zhu Biao's body shrank, his waist swung, and his body instantly sank deeper, like an inch-long fish that fell out of the mouth of the dinosaur blood basin and under the two forelimbs.

A large stream of blood churned to the surface, and Zhu Cai'er looked at the water worriedly. "Sister Liang, will the eldest brother be fine, right? So much blood......"

"It's fine. Your brother's martial arts are high, don't worry......"

A figure burst out of the water, and the rippling Yunmengze water only filled Zhu Biao's ankles. The mantis knife was stuck in his waist, and he carried a dead dinosaur crocodile in his left and right hands.

"Dengping crossing the water?"

On an outsider's wooden raft, a person looked at Zhu Biao, who was 'running like flying' on the water, and his jaw dropped directly? How old is this person, how could he have such an innate grandmaster's means?

But where is it clear, Zhu Biao is not treading water at all, but just treading water.

The second layer of "Green Winged Bat King" has not yet been practiced to the Great Perfection, and Zhu Biao can float willows with the wind, more than ten zhang longitudinally, but the level of stepping on snow without a trace and climbing Ping to cross the water has really not been reached.

"Help, help. The heroes in front, for the sake of the same people in the rivers and lakes, come to the rescue......"

Tian Guangguang's mournful voice sounded, and the wooden platoon of the second squad was targeted by two tiger Jiao, and the strength of their squad was really unbearable.

The wooden raft was hit by the tiger Jiao a few times, and it was almost scattered. The second squad originally consisted of five people, plus three people from the shore, and eight people were now all like dust.

"Hold on, my friend over there, come down here"

Zhu Biao threw the dinosaur onto the wooden row, and flew in the air for more than ten feet, with his toes on the water at 3:2 and no one had already reached the sky above the second squad.

The living Lei Feng of the ancient era appeared.

The original staff of the five second squads were all grateful, and the three lone travelers who got on the bus in the middle of the road were even more grateful.

"Puff ......" Zhu Biao fell into the water like a cannonball, and the huge roar immediately attracted the attention of the two tiger Jiao. (To be continued.) )