Death Roll is not only his only trump card, but his venom is also deadly.
Ning Weisheng couldn't help but swallow.
He had seen this kind of crocodile before during one of his training missions.
At that time, he was just a weak inner disciple, traveling with a true disciple. It was in a small town in the southern border that they encountered the Bone Crocodile, which was ravaging the local people.
The other inner disciples accompanying the group were completely unable to intervene in their battle; the true disciple single-handedly withstood all the attacks.
The final outcome was a lose-lose situation.
Although the bony crocodile had its tail severed and most of its lower jaw cut off, leaving only a sliver of flesh clinging to its body.
However, the true disciples who participated in the battle also suffered severe corrosion to the meridians in their right hands that were holding the sword because they continued to forcefully activate their spiritual power when the poison entered their bodies. They later used countless rare and precious materials to barely be able to hold the sword again, but they never regained their former glory.
Ning Weisheng turned around and looked at the group of disciples behind him who were terrified and at a loss because of the huge monster that had suddenly appeared in front of them.
Tsk, they encountered so many misfortunes upon first entering the secret realm. It seems their luck is really bad.
The crocodile in front of him was much larger than the one Ning Weisheng had seen before, and it had obviously killed more people. The stench of mud covering its body couldn't mask the smell of blood.
Forget it! Even if he loses an arm like that senior, it's still better than us all dying here together!
And if he can defeat the bony crocodile here...
Ning Weisheng unconsciously turned his gaze to the only bright spot at the back of the crowd.
That proves he's stronger than Ji Mo Fan!
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