The two halves of the snake corpse separated in front of Jiang Wang's eyes.
This was a snake that looked no different from an ordinary tree branch. If it was only similar in color, Jiang Wang wouldn't have overlooked it.
Not only did this snake look like a withered branch, but it also had no signs of life before it attacked.
Only when it attacked did it instantly become ferocious and terrifying, as fast as lightning.
But in the end, it wasn't faster than Jiang Wang's sword.
In fact, Jiang Wang had already reacted when he felt the slippery feeling from the bottom of his boots.
Facing the sudden attack, Jiang Wang was even somewhat inexplicably happy — he finally encountered a living creature!
The deathly silence along the way almost made people think that there were only trees in this sea of trees.
But this joy quickly disappeared.
Because …
Rustle …
The sound of dense rustling could be heard from all directions.
As far as the eye could see, in front and behind. On the ground and even on the trees … many "withered branches" were all moving.
This kind of snake — for the time being, it was called withered branch snake — was an ordinary withered branch when it was still. If one didn't touch it, one wouldn't be able to tell the difference at all.
When it attacked, it was very fast, and that kind of speed could completely penetrate a water buffalo.
And the number was so terrifying that Jiang Wang immediately felt as if he was in a snake cave.
He had been quiet all along the way, as if this was a trap set by this group of withered branch snakes.
If this was a trap, he had already fallen into it at this time.
If this was a trap … what was more terrifying than this kind of hiding ability was the intelligence they displayed.
In the face of this situation, Jiang Wang's heart was as calm as still water. With a flick of his fingertips, a faintly discernible flower that looked like it was carved out of jade floated onto the corpse of the previous withered branch snake.
This was the Poison Swallowing Flower evolved from the Poison Swallowing Stinger. Its grade wasn't high, but it wasn't used at this time to detoxify the poison.
Jiang Wang first wanted to determine whether this withered branch snake was poisonous and then decide how to deal with it.
As for that extremely beautiful Poison Swallowing Flower, almost as soon as it touched the corpse of the withered branch snake, it was already completely black. Then, in an instant, the petals fell and the branches withered.
Not only was it poisonous, but the toxicity was so strong!
The Poison Swallowing Flower was born to swallow poison, but it couldn't last a breath.
He couldn't be bitten by any withered branch snake.
They couldn't make too much of a commotion because … they didn't know what other dangers were lurking in the forest. Daoist techniques like the Eight Tones Flame Sparrow were likely to attract attention, just like the owner of the strange howl from before.
Jiang Wang was enlightened.
In the next moment, those Withered Branch Snakes had already reached a suitable position to attack.
As a result, the densely packed Dead Twig Snakes instantly filled the sky like a rain of arrows!
They attacked from all directions, from top to bottom, left to right, front to back.
Clang ~
It was similar to the sound of metal clashing.
The Withered Twig Snake that was shooting towards them collided with a silver … circle!
Jiang Wang made a circle with his sword.
Thanks to the battle that took place in the Great Illusionary Land, Jiang Wang completed the Circle Sword Technique in the all-pervasive water flow.
At that time, he had forcefully created a vacuum in the water. At this moment, he had also created a safe space in the midst of the Dead Twig Snakes that were raining down like arrows.
Within three feet of the long sword.
The wind cannot enter.
The rain could not enter.
Snakes cannot enter.
The enemy must not advance!
Clang Clang Clang Clang Clang …!
The sound of the Withered Branch Snakes colliding with the Circle Sword rang out crazily.
They were densely packed, like raindrops hitting banana leaves.
The Circle Sword Technique at this moment was even more difficult than in the Great Illusionary Land. Water was all-pervasive, but the pressure of water was fixed. The moment the Circle Sword Technique was propped up, it stabilized.
Under the attack of the Withered Branch Snakes, the strength of each snake was different. There were countless variations depending on the angle and distance of the attack. This caused the pressure they brought to the sword body to fluctuate.
Whether it was forward or backward, faster or slower, Jiang Wang's sword would deviate, and the Circle Sword Technique could no longer be established.
On the other hand, in order to stabilize the Circle Sword Technique, one had to react in an instant and make subtle adjustments. This was a terrifying reaction frequency!
Jiang Wang relied entirely on the instincts of his body to complete it. He relied on his years of swordsmanship and his instincts that were almost one with his looks.
This was a challenge to break through the limits, but Jiang Wang also prepared the Flame Meteor Escape Technique at the same time.
Once the Circle Sword Technique could not hold on, he would immediately use the Flame Meteor Escape Technique to leave the battlefield.
As for whether the Flame Meteor Escape Technique could successfully break through, Jiang Wang was not completely sure.
Because these Withered Branch Snakes were really too many and too dense.
There was almost no space left for the Flame Meteor Escape Technique to pass through.
If he was unlucky enough to bump into them while flying … it would be a disaster in an instant.
"Don't listen to the sound of leaves breaking through the forest, why not sing and move slowly?"
It was a kind of leisurely and indifferent life that people yearned for.
However, the sound of leaves breaking through the forest was urgent. There was an ambush on all sides, and the killing intent was biting cold!
Who could move calmly?
Jiang Wang was surrounded by more and more Withered Branch Snakes, but his Circle Sword Technique was getting smaller and smaller.
Three feet in front of him, two and a half feet …
However, when Zhang Xiangsi could not protect one foot in front of him, it was time for Jiang Wang to use the Flame Meteor Escape Technique.
At this time, he had to admit that he had made the wrong response. In the face of unknown danger, he had made a careless choice.
He should have seized the opportunity to clear the field with the Eight Tone Flame Sparrow and used the most powerful Dao technique at this stage to "clean up" the Withered Branch Snakes. As for whether it would attract other dangers …
At the juncture of life and death, who would care about the dangers afterward?
Now, he had chosen to use his sword to deal with them. In fact, it was obvious that he had underestimated the strength of the Withered Branch Snakes' attacks. When the Circle Sword Technique could not hold on, he could only rely on the escape technique, Flame Meteor Escape Technique.
He had let the situation reach this point and placed his life on the line. This was a mistake that Jiang Wang could not bear.
Jiang Anan was still waiting for him in the Yun Nation. How could he make such a mistake?
A hundred, a thousand, ten thousand …
It was impossible to count how many Withered Branch Snakes there were.
Along the way, he did not discover anything!
The Withered Branch Snakes' concealment ability was too strong, and he, Jiang Wang, was indeed not sharp enough. At the very least, he needed an investigative Dao technique to help him find the way.
These mistakes would need to be made up for in the future when he reviewed the situation.
If there was a "future."
Jiang Wang had previously felt that this forest was too deathly still, but at this time, he only felt that the creatures were so dense that it was disgusting.
The dense collisions did not stop for a moment.
Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle.
The snake corpses fell to the ground with a crackle.
Dang dang dang dang, dang dang dang dang dang.
The Withered Branch Snakes advanced dauntlessly and collided with the sword circle.
Jiang Wang was like a person who did not prepare an umbrella and suddenly encountered a rainstorm in an open space without any cover.
Other than getting drenched and falling seriously ill, there seemed to be no other choice.
He did not know how much time had passed, but everything seemed to be endless.
Under the continuous collisions and tremors, the web between his thumb and forefinger was already dripping with blood.
His hands were almost not his own. It was completely supported by his strong willpower that he was relying on instinct to wield the sword.
The Sauvignon Slayer, which had the appearance of a famous weapon, faintly let out a mournful cry.
The Sauvignon Slayer was a sword, not a shield. It could easily cut gold and break jade, but it was not good for bearing heavy weight.
The person and the sword seemed to have reached their limits.
However.
When the sword circle shrank to one foot, it did not shrink any further.
No matter how the Withered Branch Snakes attacked, that one centimeter distance was like a natural moat that could not be crossed.
Because Jiang Wang was very clear that if he shrank even one centimeter, his life and death would be in the hands of luck.
And Jiang Wang had never been a person who believed in luck.
He relied on his hands and feet, not his life.
Without relying on anything, he relied on himself!
The sound suddenly stopped!
The "arrow rain" formed by the Withered Branch Snakes instantly stopped.
Then there was another rustling sound. After leaving behind a large number of snake corpses, the remaining Withered Branch Snakes swam away.
Only a silver-white, sword-shaped circle was left behind.
The sword circle was one foot long, and the sword circle was one foot long.
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