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Chapter 42 Shadows

When thousands of mice completely submerged the Qiongyu treasure ship.

This three-story wooden ship started to burn from the inside out.

The fire is raging, and the black smoke soars into the sky.

The invading rat encountered the real flame and was squeaked and screamed.

On the Yuanyang River, the Qiongyu treasure ship that was completely burning was like a flame lotus.

Countless mice were burned on the boat, wailed and jumped into the water and drowned in the river.

Qiao Zhongyu, the leader of the Communist Party of China, jumped out of the burning wooden boat. He used the light skills of floating on the water and came to the shore again.

Qiao Zhongyu survived the disaster.

He was killed and lived. Qiongyu's treasure ship contained tincture oil and charcoal, which was a means for the cruising together to die with the enemy.

"Hahahaha..." Qiao Zhongyu, who had a dark face, burst into laughter.

Countless dead rats floated on the surface of the Yuanyang River. These rats were either burned or smoked to death. Some of them were rats who had lost their last strength after escaping from the boat and drowned in the river.

Most of the rats on the shore have died of poisonous poison. They ate toxic braised pork. Although they used licorice in advance to comprehensively toxicity, ordinary licorice is not a holy object for detoxification. This herb can delay the development of severe toxicity, but it is impossible to truly detoxify all poisons.

Qiao Zhongyu held the immortal in one hand and gave the thousand-year-old ginseng to the other, and held the bright long sword in the other.

There are not many mice that can move on the shore, they are not in a state of climate and have no command.

Panic and running around.

brush!

Qiao Zhongyu killed a mouse the size of a raccoon with a casual sword.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning emerged from the horizon.

Like a sharp sword piercing through the darkness.

The mice who are used to the dark environment of the sewer are even more panicked in the early morning sun.

"Squeak squeak squeak..." The few mice left originally thought of escaping.

Qiao Zhongyu slowly climbed the city wall. Whenever he encountered a mouse on the road, he would kill him with one sword.

Qiao Zhongyu stood on the city wall and looked down.

The flames in the black oil trench have been extinguished, and a large number of human and rat corpses are lying on the ground.

It seems that they die together...

Most of the mice boarded the Qiongyu treasure ship, and there were not many mice outside the city walls to suppress individual tourists, so there was no one-sided massacre.

Qiao Zhongyu looked at a big rat like a wild dog outside the city wall.

This huge mouse is quite terrifying and is no less than a top-notch expert in the world.

At this time, the mouse was covered with sword marks and fell to the ground and dying.

As if he felt Qiao Zhongyu's gaze, the mouse suddenly opened his eyes. Although the wounds were all covered with bones, it seemed that he was not at all injured at this time, and he grinned at Qiao Zhongyu.

"Hmph!" Qiao Zhongyu snorted coldly.

He jumped down and sprinkled a piece of silver in his hand.

Puff!

A sword penetrated through the giant rat's throat.

Bang!

The giant rat's sharp claws clamped the sword.

The giant rat whose throat was pierced through was still alive. Its twisting body wanted to attack Qiao Zhongyu.

Qiao Zhongyu's eyes slashed, and the long sword in his hand was stirred. The giant rat hanging on the sword was instantly dismembered.

After killing the injured giant rat, Qiao Zhongyu suddenly turned around.

Behind Qiao Zhongyu, two giant rats, who were also seriously injured, appeared.

Qiao Zhongyu was affectionate and solemn.

The third head, the fourth head, the fifth head...

A giant rat as big as a wild dog surrounded Qiao Zhongyu.

Qiao Zhongyu put the iron box in his hand on the ground, and put a sword move to welcome guests with a serious expression.

Brush brush brush brush brush brush...

The five giant rats launched an attack at the same time. Qiao Zhongyu used a white crane to radiate his wings and swirled his sword, with a flowing posture.

This move of the white crane spread its wings and hit all the five giant rats, and the five giant rats added a deep bone-visible scar in one move.

But this is useless...

Qiao Zhongyu was thrown to the ground.

A giant rat bit Qiao Zhongyu's neck in one bite.

Five giant rats as big as wild dogs began to bite his body.

Qiao Zhongyu was bitten to death when he twitched on the ground.

A giant rat even picked up the iron box on the ground, turned around and was about to leave.

Whoosh!

A red figure fell from the sky and pulled out several phantoms in the air.

A short sword penetrated into the neck of the giant rat, and when his wrist turned, a rat's head soared into the sky.

The person who came had a sharp sword technique and was astonishing speed. He gusts of wind blew up in place while breathing.

The five giant rats were dismembered by short swords one after another, and the person who came took their swords back to the sheath.

This man has a red robe, disheveled hair, and aloof expression. It was Ximen Yan.

The flames in the turret trenches can indeed cut off the escape route of ordinary people in the martial arts world, but this does not include the Ximen Yan, who has excellent light skills.

Ximen Yan reached out and grabbed the iron box, lifted it hard, but the iron box did not pull up.

With Ximen Yan's internal skills, he could hold it with one hand even if it was a carriage pulled by two horses.

Ximen Yan used enough internal strength, his muscles raised and his blue veins burst.

"drink!"

A low shout.

Bang!

The ground under the iron box usually bulged slightly, which looked like countless whiskers were born under the iron box.

Just when Ximen Banquet was stunned.

A black light flashed from the ground, piercing Ximen Yan's abdomen.

Ximen Yan widened his eyes and lost his focal length.

at the same time.

A burst of explosion in the Yuanyang River and a pillar of water soared into the sky.

A white-clothed swordsman came with his sword and shook his fingers towards the raised ground in the air.

Zheng!

The snow-white flying sword was wrapped in white Xuangang and turned into a heavy sword that cuts through the world.

There was a rumbling sound.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

The earth was blown up so big a hole.

A mouse that was tall and tall was blown out from the ground.

The Rat King fell from the air, and the rat's head had been blown to pieces.

A fireball roared and the Rat King's body burned wildly.

Bai Yuan fell from the air and slashed the iron box with a casual sword.

In the iron box is a ginseng as thick as an adult's arm.

Bai Yuan had one hand move and started with ginseng.

With a move of the other hand, a crystal clear snow-white fang flew out from the burning Rat King's corpse.

at the same time.

The epidermis of the ginseng fell off and exposed a fang hidden in it.

Bai Yuan held two fangs at the same time with both hands. One fang was covered with blood, and the other fang had a flash of darkness.

There was a hint of indescribable madness in Bai Yuan's expression.

The dark clouds suddenly rose in the sky, instantly blocking the morning sunlight.

At this moment, Yongzhou Junan became a dark place.

Bai Yuan stuffed two fangs into his mouth.

At this moment.

A flash of lightning fell from the sky.

A hunched shadow appeared on the wall behind Bai Yuan. The shadow had long fangs, slender arms, and a long tongue that could hang to the chest.

Lightning flashed, and the dark clouds in the sky disappeared on their own, as if they had never appeared before. The golden sunlight once again spread throughout Jun'an City, and all darkness was hidden without a trace.

The two fangs that Bai Yuan forced into the mouth have disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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