Chapter 383: Killing Enemies with Every Strike

The weasel was killed with one knife. Fan Tianlong and Ghost Fox were stunned. A level 3 mutant was killed so easily. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would definitely think it was a joke.

Although the two were shocked, their long-term fighting life still made them continue to attack instinctively, and even faster, wanting to take advantage of Wang Jin's flaws to give Wang Jin a fatal blow.

The pale eyes on Fan Tianlong's forehead were already wide open and bleeding, and the eyeballs were bulging out from the cracks on the edges. The petrification speed of Wang Jin's body suddenly accelerated. The petrification that was originally only on the legs began to climb to the upper body, repeating as Wang Jin struggled and solidified.

"Perish." Ghost Fox's dagger broke through Wang Jin's level 2 animal leather armor. The blood-red dagger seemed to be eager to drink blood, and it emitted a charming red light when it pierced Wang Jin's skin.

"Are you tickling me?"

When the dagger stabbed at him, Wang Jin grabbed the blood-red dagger that was slashing at his neck with his left hand, and turned his head expressionlessly to look at the ghost fox behind him.

"This is impossible, how could this happen."

The ghost fox was trembling, and the dagger in his right hand was held by Wang Jin, but the dagger in his left hand did stab Wang Jin's back, but in front of Wang Jin's abnormal defense, the dagger only left a red mark on the skin, and even no blood was left, which made the ghost fox extremely desperate.

"Of course it's possible, it's just that you are too weak."

Wang Jin exerted force on his palm, and the blood-red dagger in his hand was like clay, and was pinched into a twist by Wang Jin. The five clear fingerprints seemed to be mocking the ghost fox. In the face of absolute strength, any assassination and sneak attack were useless.

Watching the dagger he made with the materials of the third-level mutant beast and several precious items become scrap metal, the ghost fox could not help but feel fear in his heart and stepped back. The assassin walking in the shadows had no way to attack Wang Jin, who was as strong as a prehistoric beast.

Wang Jin turned his body completely around, and the dragon knife that had just beheaded him was still dripping with blood. His ordinary face was pierced by blood and looked particularly hideous. The curved arc at the corner of his mouth was like a devil's smile: "Dirty rat, enjoy the gift of death."

The knife flashed like a rainbow, and Wang Jin slashed on the spot. The air was compressed to the extreme, and a level 18 hurricane broke out out of thin air, forming a 50-meter-long vacuum zone, and a trench more than three meters deep appeared on the ground.

Under the wind pressure, the ghost fox's body was compressed and the flesh and blood were separated. The clothes, hair, teeth, flesh and internal organs on his body were scattered on the ground. Even the hardest bones were crushed and distributed in the trench.

This is an application of Wang Jin's Jiaolong Sword. The Jiaolong Sword's weight of 10,000 jin, plus Wang Jin's terrifying brute force, can vibrate the air to create a super strong wind, which can produce an amazing gas explosion effect. Even if the sword does not cut anyone, the gas explosion formed can crush enemies with weak physical fitness. This is the fate of the ghost fox.

Not to mention the stunned Fan Tianlong and Long Shengtian, even Murong Jun also widened his eyes, opened his cherry mouth, and murmured unconsciously: "Sword Qi, it turns out that there is such a thing, it's really terrifying."

Ordinary people can also use iron swords to cut out sword wind after training, blowing other people's hair, and the more powerful ones can blow people's eyes so that they can't open. At Wang Jin's level, with the 10,000-jin heavy sword in his hand, what he cuts out is not sword wind, but real sword Qi, which is formed by air being compressed to the extreme.

After a blade of sword energy killed the ghost fox, Wang Jin looked at his watch, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, just one minute has passed, there are still two minutes left, enough to deal with you."

As he said that, he carried the Jiaolong Sword on his shoulder and walked towards Fan Tianlong and the others step by step.

Gulp!

Fan Tianlong and Long Shengtian swallowed their saliva together, looking at the ghost fox that was decomposed into flesh and blood fragments by the sword energy, and saw Wang Jin turn his target to them, and the glimmer of hope in their hearts began to fall into the abyss.

"Three-eyed wolf, you... stop him for me, as long as you hold on for a while, our army will arrive, and then..."

Long Shengtian's words made Fan Tianlong curse in his heart, the three of them joined forces and two died in one minute, and now I have to withstand this demon alone for two minutes, do you think I am a god?

What's more, I am a long-range mutant, and I am not good at close combat at all!

Without mentioning the curse in Fan Tianlong's heart, Wang Jin had already walked in front of them, staring at them with bloodthirsty eyes, and raised the Jiaolong Sword above his head. Just when Wang Jin was about to swing it, Fan Tianlong suddenly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Lord Wang, spare my life. I should never have planned against the Lishan base. I was just temporarily obsessed. I am willing to serve you and provide you with information about the new Ludong base."

"Unfortunately, it's too late now. I already have a better prey." Wang Jin's Jiaolong Sword slashed mercilessly, cutting the stunned Fan Tianlong in half from head to crotch. The faces of the two men on the left and right were still puzzled, and they died in half.

For this cunning villain, Wang Jin would not let him go again, lest he would do something to him.

"There's only one left now." Wang Jin pointed his Jiaolong Knife directly at Long Shengtian. This guy with an amazing background was so scared that he fell to the ground and trembled, "Don't kill me, my father is one of the ten giants of the New Ludong Base, and he will not let you go."

"What a boring warning." Wang Jin waved his arm, and the Jiaolong Sword whistled down.

"Spare my life!" Long Shengtian screamed with his eyes closed, a yellow wet mark appeared on his crotch, and his whole body trembled.

After screaming, Long Shengtian found that he was not dead. He opened his eyes and saw that the tip of the giant blade stopped at the tip of his nose. Wang Jin was looking at him with disdain, with deep ridicule and contempt in his eyes.

"As a man, you have been in the end of the world for so long and you are scared of death. Your father really knows how to train you! If it weren't for the fact that you are still useful, I would have cleaned up the house for your father."

Wang Jin snorted coldly, put away the Jiaolong Sword and tied it behind his back. Without even looking at Long Shengtian, he shouted to Murong Jun: "Take this guy with you. I guess the military camp has discovered the situation here. We are leaving."

As he said that, he quickly took steps and left in the direction he came from.

The solid ice cage melted into ice water, and snowflakes fell from Murong Jun's body. He stepped on the ice stairs formed in the air, like a goddess of ice and snow, and appeared in front of Long Shengtian.

"What a trouble." Looking at the wet marks on Long Shengtian's body, Murong Jun's eyes were full of disgust. He didn't grab him with his hands at all, but directly froze the other party with ice, leaving only his head exposed, creating an ice channel to slide, and chased after Wang Jin.

Only three cold corpses were left, slowly stiffening and cooling on this battlefield.