The headless corpse of the Jackal King rolled on the ground, twitched a few times instinctively, and then became silent again.
The blood rushing up from the jackal king's neck had an extraordinary fishy smell, which soon spread around.
The group of sand jackals that were still frantically attacking Wuji Martial Arts Hall and the others gradually slowed down their attacks at this moment. They each gave up attacking everyone in front of them and slowly retreated.
howl!
I don't know which sand jackal it was, but it looked up to the sky and let out a long howl. After this long howl, all the other sand jackals responded and all looked up to the sky and let out a long howl.
The long howl quickly subsided, and the sand jackals quickly retreated like the tide. In just a minute or so, they were already stepping on the rolling yellow sand and quickly disappeared under the night.
All that was left was the carcasses of sand jackals lying on the ground.
Under the night sky, it became quiet again.
Several people in Wuji Martial Arts Hall also relaxed at this time and didn't care about anything. They sat down on the ground. A large amount of steaming white gas could even be vaguely seen above their heads.
Their strength is not weak, but those sand jackals are not vegetarians either.
The defensive power is astonishing, and when attacked in groups, even the people from the Wuji Martial Arts Hall, who are all sixth-level warriors, are still a little tired under the almost fearless attack of the group of sand jackals just now.
The little fat man and Zhou Qing also panted heavily and sat down on the ground. There were actually several sand jackal corpses in front of them. Although they were far less than the number of sand jackals killed by a few people from the Wuji Martial Arts Hall, these two boys were not.
They were only level 4 warriors, and the fact that they could kill two or three sand jackals alone was enough to prove their strength.
Scarface's breathing was also somewhat rapid, but what showed on his face was not exhaustion, but disbelief.
The source of his disbelief was undoubtedly Wang Jin.
"That sword?"
Scarface was still a little shocked. The red rainbow that just lit up in the night was so fast and powerful that even he was a little frightened.
Is it my own illusion?
How could a freshman who was only a freshman in college be able to slash out with such a sword?
And what was that he took?
A light sword, can it be considered a weapon?
Can such a weapon wield such a sword?
At this moment, doubts quickly spread in Scarface's heart.
"Mr. Liu...are you okay?"
A slightly suspicious voice sounded not far away, pulling Scarface out of his doubts.
He looked towards the direction where the sound came from. It was Professor Yin and others who had already hid in the tent when the sand jackals attacked. At this time, Chen Liang only stretched out his head with some worry and looked at the knife nervously.
Scarface.
"It's okay, it's safe."
Scarface calmed down and replied casually.
"It's probably just an illusion... It's impossible for a freshman to have such strength... Even the Military Saint Sikong Tianxiong has never heard of such a terrifying power at this age..."
Scarface was thinking in his heart: "That boy was able to kill that jackal king with one sword, so he must have picked up on me. After all, although the jackal king was very fast, it was just a sixth-level alien beast at best. Just now
Although my knife didn't actually hit it, it definitely hurt it, so I gave that kid an opportunity..."
As he thought this way, he felt more and more that his guess was very reasonable, and the shock in his eyes gradually calmed down.
He watched the boy holding the red sword slowly walk back to the fire that had been extinguished in the aftermath of the battle, and he didn't even take a breath.
"This kid..."
Scarface shook his head slightly, feeling more and more that he couldn't see through this boy at all.
"Brother Jin, you are so awesome!"
The panting little fat man and Zhou Qing came over and gave Wang Jin a thumbs up.
"It was just a mistake. The sand jackal was injured. I just happened to kill it. It's not a big deal."
Wang Jin shook his head slightly and said calmly.
"That's awesome. We both struggled so hard to kill those ordinary sand jackals, but you were able to kill that king jackal..."
Zhou Qing also admired Wang Jin to the extreme at this time.
Wang Jin didn't say much, but he felt vaguely that something was wrong.
The Sand Jackal King is usually only a fifth-level alien beast, but this Sand Jackal King seems to have reached the level of a sixth-level alien beast.
This is not a rare thing. After all, this is a seventh-level nest, and the level of the alien beasts is higher than usual, which is not surprising.
What really surprised Wang Jin was the terrifying speed that the Sand Jackal King had just exploded...
There was also the large amount of scarlet meat tendons that were just like flesh pythons sprayed out from the mouth of the Sand Jackal King.
Do sand jackals still have this ability?
Wang Jin doesn't know.
But when he subconsciously looked at the scarred face, the latter was also frowning and staring at the body of the Sand Jackal King at his feet, and there seemed to be confusion in his eyes.
"Professor Yin, could you please come over here?"
He walked out of the tent in the distance and shouted to Professor Yin, who had messy silver-white hair.
Professor Yin was a little confused and nodded in agreement. After walking over, Scarface whispered something to him. Professor Yin took out a pair of glasses from the bag he was carrying and put them on. He squatted down and looked through the books carefully.
The corpse of the Head Sand Jackal King.
Wang Jin put the Xuanri in his hand back into his backpack and walked over to check it out.
"Tsk...this is the first time I've seen this kind of thing..."
Professor Yin turned over and over to look at the body of the Sand Jackal King in front of him. The more he looked at it, the more he was amazed.
"Professor Yin, please stop being so pretentious. What's going on with this sand jackal?"
Scarface urged: "I have killed sand jackals before, but I have never seen such a difficult sand jackal."
"This is no longer a sand jackal."
As Professor Yin spoke, he pointed at the broken marks on the sand jackal's neck: "Look at the broken muscle lines, it is obviously not the same tissue as the sand jackal's body."
"Not the same organization?"
Scarface frowned slightly, and Wang Jin also frowned at the same time.
Professor Yin did not explain anything more, but greeted Chen Liang.
The latter understood and trotted back to the tent. After a while, he came out of the tent holding a box and trotted it to Professor Yin.
When he opened it, he saw rows of sharp scalpels inside. However, they were different from ordinary scalpels. The scalpels in the box were obviously more curved and thinner than ordinary scalpels.
Professor Yin's face quickly became serious, and he immediately took out several scalpels, then took out a bottle of liquid from his backpack and poured it on the sand jackal corpse.
Then he began to dissect the body of the sand jackal.
The strange thing is that the sand jackal corpse, which even Scarface could not easily break through, was now easily cut open with scars by Professor Yin using two exquisite scalpels.
Wang Jin, who knew something about this, was not too surprised. He knew that the liquid that Professor Yin poured out just now was a special softener that could soften the bodies of alien beasts for easy dissection.
Everything is available in the veterinary research institute.
Of course, this softener can only work on the corpses of exotic animals.
In fact, even with the use of softeners, it is difficult for ordinary researchers to cut open the flesh and blood of alien beasts. With the strength of ordinary people, they can only dissect the flesh and blood of alien beasts through superb skills.
Obviously, Professor Yin in front of him had amazing skills. The scalpel in his hand delicately made a cut on the body of the sand jackal, and soon the bright red flesh and blood inside was exposed.
The top scholar of exotic animals must be the top butcher. Wang Jin finally understood this now.
If you don't have any skills at your disposal, you can't even cut open the bodies of strange animals, so how can you talk about research?
Professor Yin's face was full of seriousness, and the scalpel in his hand quickly made another cut in the bright red flesh and blood inside the sand jackal's body.
Suddenly, an indescribable stench spread across the floor.
Both Wang Jin and Scarface were forced to retreat subconsciously by the sudden stench. Professor Yin, on the other hand, calmly acted as usual, and swiped the scalpel in his hand violently.
Tsk!
A deep gash was cut open, and under the bright red flesh, gray-black pieces of rotting flesh were exposed. Under the seemingly intact skin of this sand jackal, the internal organs in the body were actually rotten!
Such a discovery not only surprised Wang Jin and Scarface, but even Professor Yin frowned for a moment, seemingly puzzled by the phenomenon in front of him.
"This Sand Jackal King...has he been dead for a long time?"
Scarface's expression changed for the first time, and his voice was slightly trembling.
Were they fighting a corpse just now?
Professor Yin remained silent and picked up the sand jackal's head. After dissecting it for a long time, he put on his gloves and actually took out a thick and long worm that was cut in half from the sand jackal's body.
The insect was blood red all over and curled up inside the body of the sand jackal. If it were completely extended, it would probably be four to five meters long and as thick as a child's arm. It has two extremely slender mouthparts on its head. It looks extremely disgusting.
"I'm afraid this is a parasite..."
Professor Yin looked at the insect for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I haven't seen anything like this before...maybe this is a new strange beast?"
"It's really strange... According to common sense, there shouldn't be such a big parasite in the desert..."
He dissected the parasite that had lost its breath, but didn't find many problems. He could only shake his head, saying that he didn't know what was going on.
This sand jackal may have been drained of its blood by this parasite and became its puppet.
Even the well-informed Professor Yin has never seen this parasite.
It can be considered extremely strange.
"Parasite?"
For some reason, Wang Jin always had a vague premonition when seeing this parasite.