The headless corpse of the jackal rolled on the ground, and after a few instinctive twitches, it was silent.

The blood rushing from the jackal's neck had an unusually fishy smell, and it soon spread around it.

The group of sand jackals that were still frantically attacking towards the Wuji Martial Arts Hall and the others gradually calmed down at this moment, and one by one they gave up the attack on everyone in front of them, and slowly retreated.

Howl!

I don't know which sand jackal it is, looking up to the sky and letting out a long howl, this long howl fell, and the rest of the sand jackals all responded, all in unison with a long howl.

The long howl quickly subsided, and the sand jackal quickly receded like a tide, but in a minute or so, it was already stepping on the rolling yellow sand, and quickly disappeared into the night.

All that remained was the corpse of a sand jackal.

Under the night sky, it was quiet again.

Several people in the Wuji Martial Arts Hall also relaxed at this time, and they didn't care about anything, sitting on the ground, and even a large amount of steaming white gas could be faintly seen above their heads.

Their strength is not weak, but those sand jackals are not vegetarians.

The defensive power is amazing, and under the attack of the group, even the people of the Wuji Martial Arts Hall are all sixth-level martial artists, and they are also a little tired under the attack of the group of sand jackals that are almost not afraid of death.

The little fat man and Zhou Qing also gasped, sitting on the ground with their butts, and there were several sand jackal corpses in front of them, although they were far less than the number of sand jackals killed by a few people in the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion, but these two boys were only fourth-level martial artists, and it was enough to prove their strength to solve two or three sand jackals by themselves.

Scarface's breathing was also a little rapid, but what appeared on his face was not tired, but incredulous.

The source that caused him to be incredulous was undoubtedly Wang Yan.

"The sword?"

Scarface was still a little shocked in his heart, the red rainbow that lit up in the night just now, with such speed and power, even he was a little frightened.

Is it your own delusion?

A freshman who has just entered his freshman year can cut such a sword?

And what is that he is taking?

A light and fluttering light sword, which can also be considered a weapon?

Such a weapon can also wield such a sword?

At this moment, doubts spread rapidly in Scarface's heart.

"Mr. Liu...... Are you alright?"

A slightly uncertain voice sounded not far away, pulling Scarface back from his doubts.

He looked in the direction where the voice came from, it was Professor Yin and the others who had been hiding in the tent when the sand jackal attacked before, and at this time, Chen Liang was a little worried, only stretched out his head and looked nervously at Scarface.

"It's okay, it's safe."

Scarface settled down and replied casually.

"I guess it's just an illusion...... A freshman can't have that kind of strength...... Even the Heavenly Warrior Saint of the Military Department had never heard of such terrifying power at this age......

Scarface thought in his heart: "That kid can kill that jackal king with a sword, he should also pick up my leak, after all, although the jackal king has a strange speed, but at best it is just a sixth-level beast, although my knife didn't hit it in a real way, it definitely hurt it, so I gave that kid a chance......

Thinking like this, he felt more and more that his guess was very reasonable, and the shock in his eyes calmed down a little.

He watched the boy with the crimson sword slowly walk back to the fire that had been extinguished in the aftermath of the battle, and he didn't even have a breath at all.

"This kid ......"

Scarface shook his head slightly, feeling more and more that he couldn't see through this boy at all.

"Brother Ash, you're so good!"

The panting little fat man and Zhou Qing came over and gave Wang Yan a thumbs up.

"It's just a leak, the jackal

I was wounded, and I just happened to kill it. It's not a big deal."

Wang Yan shook his head slightly and said lightly.

"That's good enough, it took so much effort for the two of us to kill those ordinary sand jackals, you were able to kill that jackal king......

Zhou Qing also admired Wang Yan to the extreme at this time.

Wang Yan didn't say anything, but vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart.

The Sand Jackal King is generally just a fifth-level alien beast, and this Sand Jackal King seems to have reached the level of a sixth-level alien beast.

This is not such an uncommon thing, after all, this is a seventh-level nest, and the level of the beast is higher than ordinary, which is not surprising.

What really surprised Wang Shen was the terrifying speed that the Sand Jackal King had just burst out......

And the large amount of scarlet tendons like meat pythons that spewed out of the mouth of the king of the sand jackal.

Do sand jackals still have this ability?

Wang Yan didn't know.

But when he subconsciously looked at the scarred face, the latter was also frowning and staring at the corpse of the Sand Jackal King at his feet, and there seemed to be confusion in his eyes.

"Professor Yin, can I trouble you to come over for a while?"

He walked out of the tent in the distance, and Professor Yin, who had silver-white hair and some messy hair, shouted.

Professor Yin was a little dazed, nodded in response, and after walking over, Scarface whispered something to him, Professor Yin took out a pair of glasses from the bag he was carrying, put them on, squatted down, and carefully looked at the corpse of the Sand Jackal King.

Wang Yan put the hanging sun in his hand back into his backpack and walked over to check.

"Tsk...... It's the first time I've seen anything like this......

Professor Yin turned over and looked at the corpse of the sand jackal king in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more amazed he became.

"Professor Yin, don't sell it, what's going on with this sand jackal?"

Scarface urged, "I've killed a sand jackal before, but I've never seen a sand jackal so difficult."

"It's not a sand jackal anymore."

Professor Yin said as he stretched out his hand and pointed to the broken mark on the neck of the sand jackal: "Look at the broken lines of this muscle, it is obvious that it is not the same tissue as the body of this sand jackal."

"Not the same organization?"

Scarface's brows furrowed slightly, and Wang Yan also frowned at the same time.

Professor Yin didn't explain anything, but greeted Chen Liang.

The latter understood, and hurriedly trotted back to the tent, and after a while, he came out of the tent with a box in his hand, and trotted to Professor Yin.

When I opened it, there were rows of sharp scalpels inside, but they were not the same as ordinary scalpels, and the scalpels in the box were obviously curvatured and thinner than ordinary scalpels.

Professor Yin's face quickly turned serious, and he immediately took out a few scalpels, and then took out a bottle of liquid from his backpack and poured it on the corpse of the jackal.

Then he began to dissect the corpse of the sand jackal.

The strange thing is that the corpse of the sand jackal, which could not even be easily broken by the scarred face, was easily cut by Professor Yin with two delicate scalpels at this moment.

Wang Yan, who knew a little about this, was not too surprised, he knew that the liquid that Professor Yin had just poured out was some kind of special softener, which could soften the corpse of the alien beast and facilitate dissection, which was something that many alien beast research institutes had.

Of course, this softener can only work on alien beast carcasses.

In fact, even with the use of softeners, it is difficult for ordinary researchers to be able to cut the flesh and blood of the alien beast, and with the strength of ordinary people, only through superb skills can dissect the flesh and blood of the alien beast.

Obviously, Professor Yin in front of him possessed amazing skills, and the scalpel in his hand delicately cut a hole in the corpse of the sand jackal, and soon revealed the bright red flesh inside.

The top scholar of beastology must be the top butcher, and Wang Yan understands this now.

There is no skill to be around, even the body of a strange beast

The body can't be cut, so how can we talk about research.

Professor Yin's face was full of seriousness, and the scalpel in his hand quickly cut a cut on the bright red flesh inside the corpse of the sand jackal again.

Suddenly, an indescribable foul smell came over the face.

Wang Yan and Scarface were so smoked by the sudden stench that they subconsciously retreated, but Professor Yin calmly slashed down with the scalpel in his hand as usual.

Whew!

A deep cut was made, and under the bright red flesh, a gray-black rotting flesh was revealed, and under the seemingly intact skin of this sand jackal, the internal organs in the body had already rotted!

Such a discovery not only surprised Wang Yan and Scarface, but even Professor Yin frowned for a moment, as if he was very puzzled by the phenomenon in front of him.

"This King of Sand Jackals...... Have you been dead for a long time?"

Scarface's face changed for the first time, and his voice trembled slightly.

Are they fighting a corpse?

Professor Yin was silent, picked up the head of the sand jackal, and after dissecting it for a long time, put on gloves, and took out a thick worm that had been cut in half from the body of the sand jackal.

The insect was blood-red all over, curled up in the body of the sand jackal, if it was completely extended, I am afraid that it would be four or five meters long, as thick as a child's arm, and there were two extremely slender mouthparts on its head, and its appearance was extremely disgusting.

"I'm afraid it's a parasite......

Professor Yin looked at the bug for a long time, and finally shook his head, "I've never seen anything like this...... Maybe it's a new beast?"

"It's weird...... According to common sense, there should not be such a large parasite in the desert......

He dissected the parasite that had lost its breath, but he didn't find much of a problem, just shook his head, saying that he didn't quite know what was going on.

This sand jackal may have been drained of its blood by this parasite and became a puppet of this parasite.

But this parasite, even the well-informed Professor Yin has never seen.

It's kind of peculiar.

"Parasites?"

I don't know why, seeing this parasite, Wang Yan always had a faint bad premonition in his heart.