Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 68
"Mu—"

The shrill screams resounded on both sides of the Han River, and Xiao Yujing and others who were one kilometer away also picked up binoculars to watch the battle.

In the sea of ​​fire, Banjiao screamed in pain while fighting back.

It's just that its attack method is too simple, nothing more than headbutting, tail flicking, and claw swinging.

The three jets of water it brought out from the Han River were offsetting the sea of ​​fire.

After the two collided, thick water mist appeared in that area, and the battle in it was gradually invisible.

"Team leader, do you want to support Grandmaster Han?"

Li Fang's sense of Han Jinglue was quite good, so he asked anxiously.

Wang Ji didn't say anything, just shook his head.

Li Fang looked at Xiao Yujing again, but only saw Xiao Yujing's tangled expression biting his lower lip.

Lei Dong was also silent. If the army made a move, would the shells implicate Han Jinglue?No one knows.

Even small missiles couldn't kill Banjiao head-on, which made Wang Ji and others hesitate.

While they were hesitating, in the water mist, Ban Jiao's sharp claws clashed with Han Jinglue's double knives several times.

Every time there was a collision, a gap appeared between the two horizontal knives.

After more than a dozen collisions, the two horizontal knives gradually turned into ugly "saws".

Avoiding the collision of the big snake, Han Jing jumped onto its huge body.

As he stretched out his hand to grab the beard of Banjiao's flesh, and brandished another horizontal knife, the knife gang seemed to be released without money.

Dozens of knives slashed at Banjiao's neck continuously, causing it to scream in pain.

It rushed Han Jinglue up to the office building on the street.

After rushing to a height of more than fifty meters, it slammed into the wall. Han Jinglue was also hit by this impact, and the subsequent impact of the wall made the knife in his hand unstable.

Rumbling--

The sound of buildings being continuously smashed down spread on both sides of the Han River, and many soldiers and patrolmen waited with difficulty.

At this time, they just feel that the days are like years.

Compared to them, Han Jinglue thinks so even more.

After the half dragon led him through the building, he rushed out from an altitude of more than [-] meters and fell towards the Han River.

"Mu—"

At this time, Ban Jiao was gradually exhausted, and the corrosive white mist emitted was also greatly reduced.

Although Han Jinglue felt that his skin was burning in the white mist, he kept gritting his teeth, grasping at his beard, and kept slashing half of the dragon's neck.

The scales on the half-dragon's neck had long been torn apart by the impact of the missiles, and the flesh and blood under the scales had also been chopped into mud by Han Jinglue.

Ban Jiao's blood did not need money to flow out, and in the next second, Ban Jiao and Han Jinglue fell into the Han River...

boom--

A water column of more than [-] meters splashed in the next second, and the rain mixed with the heavy rain washed the ground.

The Banjiao led Han Jinglue on a rampage at the bottom of the water. It found out Han Jinglue's position, and deliberately led Han Jinglue into some boulders and sunken ships at the bottom of the river.

Every time he was hit, Han Jinglue unconsciously spit out a mouthful of oxygen.

But even though the oxygen was about to run out, this guy persisted and continued to slash the dragon.

In the end, when Ban Jiao brought Han Jinglue about to crash into the embankment, Han Jinglue also chopped a hard object with his knife.

"Finally found!"

Reluctantly opening his eyes, what appeared in front of his eyes was a pale spine!
The magic power of the whole body began to flow out, entwining the broken horizontal knife in his hand.

Lower Dantian, Middle Dantian...

The magic power of the two dantians poured into the horizontal knife, making the broken one emit a faint sound of gold and jade.

This means that the knife has reached its limit.

Although Han Jinglue still had one-third of his mana in his body, he believed it was enough!

In the next second, the horizontal knife slashed fiercely at the spine, and the huge half dragon seemed to know its fate, and rushed out of the river with all its strength.

The horizontal knife slashed down, and the scorching red blade swung out along the blade, and the horizontal knife also completed its mission at this moment, breaking incompletely from the middle.

The five-meter-long blade smashed through the thick spine, and in the next second broke through the body of the half dragon, vaporizing the water in front of it.

After rushing out a distance of hundreds of meters, the blade gradually dissipated in the current.

"Mu..."

When the miserable cry reappeared on both sides of the Han River, the half-flooded eyes lost their light, and Wang Ji and the others on the bank raised their binoculars one after another.

I saw the body of the half dragon was chopped into two pieces, the green blood of the half dragon began to fill the Han River, and the body floated on the water.

"Quick! Get someone to fish this big snake up for me!"

Seeing the blood that kept flowing, Wang Ji felt a sudden heartache, it was half dragon's blood...

While giving instructions, he rushed to the embankment.

It's just that there were three people who rushed faster than him, and that was Xiao Yujing and the other three who set off when they heard Mou Ming.

The three of them just slid down the grass and stepped on the embankment when a thin white wave appeared in front of their eyes.

After Han Jinglue jumped from the water, he landed smoothly.

It's just that at this time, except for the Huo Huanyi, the inner clothes have become very tattered.

There was a wound of five or six centimeters on his forehead, blood flowed from the wound, and slid down his eyelids to his cheeks.

The backs of both hands and the skin on the face also seemed to have been burned by something, making one's scalp numb.

At this time, Wang Ji also bowed to Han Jinglue:
"Thank you Han Zhenren for getting rid of this evil for Daxia!!!"

"Real?"

Hearing Wang Ji's words, everyone was stunned.

The meaning of real people, that is to say...

Is Han Jinglue real Baodan? !
Xiao Yujing and the others looked at Han Jinglue in shock, and couldn't believe that the first person in Daxia with the real power of Baodan was such a young Han Jinglue.

Han Jinglue didn't practice martial arts, and he didn't explain that he didn't reach that level when he flattered Wang Ji. Instead, he nodded his head before saying:

"The matter has been done, this big snake has turned into a half-flood dragon, and it is one step away from becoming a dragon."

"I need a big bow. Use its claw bones as the bow tip and arms, and take the three-foot dragon tendons behind its reverse scales as the bowstring."

"The rest of the parts, give me achievement points, can you?"

Han Jinglue's words didn't sound like a discussion, but an announcement.

However, facing Han Jinglue's words, Wang Ji said cheerfully:
"Naturally, what Master Han wants, our Qingluan Division will definitely give it afterwards."

"In addition, Han Zhenren will be given [-] merits, which can be exchanged for some items you need in Qingluan Division."

"But your injury..."

"It's okay." Han Jinglue replied, after all, he can recover from this injury later.

But looking at Wang Ji's expression, it was obvious that he already knew what he wanted to get materials.

It can only be said that the Qingluan Division is worthy of being an organization for the imperial court to deal with mythical creatures. It seems that they have long known that they need to change weapons.

After all, under the big data, they must also know about buying tungsten steel weapons by themselves.

Tungsten steel level weapons are still not enough for him.

If the weapon is good, he might be able to cut half of the dragon's spine with a single blow.

In the final analysis, it was the missile that seriously injured the half dragon, and the magic power bestowed by him with the Fire Control Divine Ability was too perverted.

Feeling the active magic power of Zhong Dantian, Han Jinglue's desire to fight with the Banjiao just now gradually calmed down...

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