Volume One, Chapter 297
The spirit crocodile crawled toward Zhao Fu with a ferocious aura.
Zhao Fu and Lang Qing stood where they were calmly, showing no fear whatsoever.
The spirit crocodile opened its jaws and inhaled fiercely. A powerful suction force erupted, forming a vortex of wind. This suction had no effect on physical objects; it only absorbed the soul power within a person's body.
Zhao Fu released an invisible force that formed a black defensive barrier. The suction was ineffective against the two of them.
Seeing that it had no effect, the spirit crocodile twisted its body and swept its tail over with terrifying force, sending stones and trees flying along its path. Its momentum was immensely frightening.
Bang!
A massive crash rang out as the tail struck the defensive barrier. A fierce gust blew past, yet the barrier remained completely undamaged.
Zhao Fu chuckled and flicked his sword fingers. An enormous sword force sent the spirit crocodile flying.
The huge spirit crocodile crashed to the ground, making the earth shudder violently. Knowing it was no match for Zhao Fu, it turned to flee.
Zhao Fu extended one hand, and an invisible force surged forth. Countless strands of black aura gathered in the sky, forming an upright black greatsword over ten meters long, its point facing downward.
Clang!
As Zhao Fu lowered his outstretched hand, the black greatsword descended with powerful sword force, plunging into the fleeing spirit crocodile's back. Its blade pierced through the crocodile's body and sank into the ground, drawing a tremendous scream of agony from it.
The spirit crocodile's enormous body then dissolved into countless wisps of aura. A sphere appeared, and all the aura flowed into it.
Zhao Fu reached out and grabbed, and the sphere floating in midair flew into his hand.