He Lan Tianxia

The two lunatics ran away, and the crocodile, no longer feigning death, vented its pent-up anger on them. The crocodile opened its mouth wide, intending to devour the two incompetent fools.

Before Murong Junlan and Jiang He had gone more than two zhang, the crocodile pounced fiercely from behind.

"Hmm, you want to eat us both?" Murong Junlan looked at the crocodile that was about to pounce with all its might, and his brows relaxed a little. He thought to himself, "Compared to the Brontosaurus of the Jurassic period in the Upper Primordial Ancient Realm, you are not just a matter of being in the 'Chaos' Realm."

"Jiang He, get out of the way." Murong Junlan felt that wielding the thin rope was reckless and might accidentally injure Jiang He. He wanted to use a swift and decisive method to drive this guy away. Murong Junlan swung the thin rope and struck. With a series of rapid strikes, the crocodile was forced to retreat step by step. Gradually, the crocodile lost its initial fighting spirit and was defeated.

Having encountered a series of formidable enemies, the crocodile was left dizzy and disoriented, its stomach churning with growing unease. When it saw Murong Junlan turning to leave, its bell-like eyes fixed on Jiang He.

This person, it must devour today. The crocodile made up its mind. Once again feigning death, the crocodile flicked its tail and swallowed Jiang He whole.

Fortunately, Jiang He had a knife in his hand. Just as the crocodile bit down, he blocked it with the knife, and one side of the crocodile's mouth was blocked by the knife, and a bloody smell flowed down the crocodile's mouth.

Jiang He was also in great danger at this moment. He had just sensed the powerful airflow behind him, but he knew that if he dodged the crocodile's attack, the crocodile would pounce on Prince Murong. He knew Prince Murong's skills, but he could not allow any accidents to happen. He had to put the danger to himself and protect the prince.

Murong Junlan turned around and saw that this guy was looking for death, daring to even touch Guard Jiang? Without saying a word, he swung the thin rope and struck with all his might. Just as the crocodile was about to bite down, Murong Junlan directly wielded the thin rope into a sharp sword, which caught on the crocodile's lower jaw and teeth, binding it tightly. The crocodile loosened its grip slightly in pain, but it was unwilling to give up the fat meat that was already in its mouth, and it actually tried to close its mouth.

"Ha, this is courting death." Murong Junlan saw the crocodile's desperate attempt. The crocodile's bite would result in mutual destruction. But Murong Junlan absolutely could not allow that to happen. He knew that if Jiang He hadn't taken the blow for him, he would be the one biting the crocodile's mouth right now.

Murong Junlan clasped his hands together, and a stream of internal energy traveled along the thin rope to the end where the giant crocodile was stuck. He suddenly stomped his foot on the ground and spun 360 degrees on flat ground. It was a combination of desert lightness skill and the Lazy Man's Secret Manual. This was a new fighting method that he had just developed last month. He didn't expect to be able to use it so quickly. The effect was good. The giant crocodile couldn't close its mouth at all and was being pulled around in circles by Murong Junlan.

But the crocodile's viciousness wouldn't let up; it was determined to fight Murong Junlan to the end. While enduring the sawing and cutting of Jiang He's large knife, it also suffered the excruciating pain of its teeth being torn apart, its body constantly thrashing about. It had to be admitted that this crocodile was a tough guy. At this moment, it didn't try to escape at all, but instead curled its tail around and forcefully swept it towards Murong Junlan.

"Good heavens. You've even lost your teeth, and you still have the energy to attack me?" Murong Junlan shouted, "Jiang He, run!" She then tied the two thin ropes stuck in the crocodile's mouth to herself, made a 360-degree turn, and charged straight at the crocodile. The crocodile was already in excruciating pain, its jaws clenched only by its primal instincts. Its goal was to devour Jiang He, but now that Murong Junlan was rolling towards it, this person radiating even more spiritual energy was more tempting than the piece of meat in its mouth. Just as Murong Junlan reached its mouth, the crocodile loosened its grip, and Murong Junlan seized the opportunity to kick Jiang He.

Jiang He knew exactly what Prince Murong was thinking. The prince had forcefully taken him from the crocodile's jaws to save him. How could Jiang He let Prince Murong take a knife for him? The emotion he felt at that moment was enough for him to die ten thousand times for the prince. So he gave up the rare opportunity for the crocodile to loosen its grip, and even used the force of the blade to flip himself into the crocodile's mouth, so that the crocodile's mouth couldn't bite the rolling Prince Murong.

"Get down." Seeing this, Murong Junlan kicked Jiang He hard again. Jiang He was kicked down, and the crocodile took the opportunity to close its mouth. At the critical moment, Murong Junlan pulled the thin rope and caught it around the crocodile's lower jaw. Then, with a sideways movement, he slid down from the crocodile's mouth.

The easy prey was lost. Oh dear, the crocodile was enraged. It roared and pounced on Murong Junlan, its mouth opening 180 degrees, its sharp teeth menacing.