The boxing slaves are powerless to fight again, which is equivalent to a group of dragons without a leader.

Zhang Qingyang did not immediately join the battle between the Titan Cat and the golden-nosed white-haired mouse. The Fist slave's combat power was not strong, but everyone had muskets in their hands, which was a great threat.

Zhang Qingyang flashed and jumped onto the roof and crouched behind the roof. Ten musketeers stood on the commanding heights of the three roofs, aiming at the Titan Cat, and constantly firing guns.

The Titan cat should have flew away, but it always stuttered, and it seemed to be forced to be interrupted by some external force.

Zhang Qingyang noticed that a circle of yellow haloss appeared on the golden-nosed white-haired mouse from time to time, which was particularly conspicuous in the darkness. At this time, the originally smooth movement of the Titan cat suddenly showed an instant stagnation.

The musketeers on the roof will shoot at this time, and the Titan cat is large and often difficult to avoid.

"So you are making trouble!" Zhang Qingyang narrowed his eyes and stared at the golden-nosed white-haired mouse that was running around like lightning.

"First solve those musketeers, and then come to trouble you."

After estimating the distance between each other, Zhang Qingyang jumped out against the roof, like a green dragon swimming against the waves. When the enemy discovered it, he had already arrived in front of the enemy.

The musketeer turned the gun head and aimed at Zhang Qingyang. Zhang Qingyang walked like flying and ran over.

The two collided with each other, and the musketman arched his waist like a shrimp. Zhang Qingyang continued to move forward, slapped the musket pointing at him with one hand, and the barrel was immediately bent from it to ninety degrees, and the other hand slapped the other person's chest. Another musketman flew out, and the barrel exploded in mid-air. The musketman fell with blood all over his face and wailing.

A strong alarm signal came from the bridge of the soul, and Zhang Qingyang suddenly shrank, like a water snake hiding in the grass, swimming to the same roof, behind the third musketeer.

"Smack!"

The gunshots rang out like fried beans.

These musketeers are well-trained and have trained for many situations. One of them is how to deal with the enemy's approach.

While Zhang Qingyang was operating, the other two roof musketeers had completed the siege and shooting preparations.

However, Zhang Qingyang reacted very quickly and immediately hid behind the musketeer. The unlucky guy was shot several times and became Zhang Qingyang's scapegoat.

Zhang Qingyang jumped out again, like a strong wind swept, and the two musketeers on the roof were blown up by Zhang Qingyang one by one. With the spiritual bricks, Long Yousi's body movement was as fast as the wind. These musketeers would not be Zhang Qingyang's opponents.

Zhang Qingyang solved the enemy on the roof, and did not stop at all, jumped directly from the roof. In the air, a spiritual brick hit the golden nose and white-haired rat.

"You have extraordinary abilities, I have a spiritual brick." Zhang Qingyang gritted his teeth, "Who is afraid of whom!"

The golden-nosed white-haired mouse who was fighting with the Titan Cat suddenly raised his head and screamed.

Zhang Qingyang was stunned for a moment. His soul brick was actually ineffective against it, or... the effect was very weak.

Although he always knew that the stronger the enemy he faced, the worse the enemy his mind was, the worse the effect he had. However, the golden nose and white haired rat was like the nothing-make rat, which still made him unacceptable.

The Titan cat took the opportunity to slap it with one claw, and its sharp claws were like sharp blades that had just been polished, exuding a heart-shaking cold light.

"Squeak!" Suddenly, a circle of mortar-yellow light fell on the Titan Cat.

The Titan cat's claws were fixed in the air with the naked eye. When they fell down, this short time was enough for the flexible golden-nosed white-haired mouse to run back and forth under its claws several times.

Both the Titan Cat and the Golden-Nose White-Haired Rat stopped fighting, staring at each other with one big and one small.

"Is it okay?" Zhang Qingyang fell to the ground and hurried to the Titan Cat and asked.

"Meow." The Titan cat suddenly turned his head and roared. Does the little girl look like something is wrong? Does the little girl want to be faced?

Seeing that it could still lose its temper, Zhang Qingyang put down half of his heart and glanced at the Titan Cat. There were a few vague blood stains on his hips and abdomen, as well as some scorch marks after the musket hit.

He was indeed injured, but it seemed that he did not affect much combat effectiveness, which means that he was not seriously injured.

Once this bad-tempered big guy returns to his prototype, his body's defense will double, and it is easy for the gunpowder gun to truly harm it. Perhaps only those extraordinary guns have the possibility of truly harming it.

A cat and a mouse stared at each other with big eyes and dissatisfied with each other.

Strictly speaking, the golden nose and white hair mouse is better. Its extraordinary power is elusive. Although it is small, it is more flexible, has a cunning personality, and has the wisdom that is no less than that of the Titan Cat.

This is a pet beast!

A pet beast with the power of the earth.

The Titan cat suddenly shrank, and its huge tiger-like body suddenly shrank to the size of a family cat.

The two pet animals fought together in a blink of an eye. The reduced Titan cat was more flexible than the golden nose and white haired mouse. In addition, it had a flexible tail, and fought fiercely again and actually gained the upper hand.

The two pet animals were extremely fast, and Zhang Qingyang was embarrassed to find that he could not join in, so he could only watch the two pet animals decide the outcome.

The golden-nosed white-haired mouse suddenly screamed, but was suddenly entangled by the Titan cat's tail.

The golden-nosed white-haired mouse was about to open his mouth and bit the Titan cat's tail. The Titan cat's tail shook suddenly and directly threw the golden-nosed white-haired mouse out.

The golden nose and white-haired rat hit the wall, and the small body obviously couldn't help but smash it like this, and a mouthful of rat blood almost spurted out.

The Titan pounced on excitedly.

"Meow!" Have a meal and rush!

The golden-nosed white-haired mouse screamed angrily, raised its two small claws, and two huge and sharp claws suddenly condensed in the air, crossing and grabbing the Titan cat.

The Titan Cat was so excited that he couldn't expect the other party to resist.

Danger came, and all the hairs on their bodies exploded in an instant. The Titan cat twisted his body desperately in the air to change direction and avoid the two giant claws falling in the air.

A mortal yellow aperture fell on the Titan cat, causing it to suddenly appear briefly in the air.

"Yang Wan'er!" Zhang Qingyang recognized the trick of the Golden Nose White-haired Rat, which was exactly the same trick that Yang Wan'er had fought with Jin Zun before. This rat pet seemed to have a close relationship with Yang Wan'er, and perhaps it was Yang Wan'er's pet beast.

Seeing that the Titan Cat was about to be hit, Zhang Qingyang was scattered. While smashing the soul bricks with no money, no matter how useful it is, he didn't believe that a mouse pet could withstand a few soul bricks.

"Black Bear Body Forging Technique, Furious!" The blood boiled instantly, and the Yangtze River surged in its body.

The increase in physical attributes of the violent body is far beyond that of the Black Bear Body Forging Technique.

Zhang Qingyang rushed out like a rocket, and a huge and profound footprint was stepped on where he was standing! It was like a prehistoric monster.

Zhang Qingyang couldn't bear it even if he threw too many spiritual bricks at once, and his nose was bleeding. But he didn't care, and he kept throwing the spiritual bricks!

Zhang Qingyang saw that the golden nose and white haired rat's eyes suddenly became dull, and the two little black bean-like eyes lost their aura. Two streams of passionate blood flowed out of the golden rat's nose, and "dripping" flowed down.

"Effective!" Zhang Qingyang was overjoyed and rushed forward faster.
Chapter completed!