Wen Jing's participation in the battle made this battle lose its suspense.
The Red Dragon Centipede was not good at cloning, and the main purpose of this clone was to maintain the identity of the Mountain Suppressing King, not to fight.
However, even if the result was set, the process would not be easy!
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"Kill them!"
After the first strike, Wen Jing did not stop. He swung his Wolf Fang Hammer at the Red Dragon Centipede again.
The Scarlet Dragon Centipede was dazed by his hammer just now. Before it could get up, another hammer ruthlessly attacked it!
"You're courting death!"
The red dragon centipede couldn't help but get angry. The carapace on its back opened slightly, and a dense poisonous gas gushed out, enveloping it like a thick fog.
At the same time, another hundred scales flew out and attacked Wen Jing.
One attack and one defense, complementing each other.
But it was not enough to stop Wen Jing!
