With the experience of the sandworm, Zhang Qingyang's group attack experience has improved a lot.

He killed hundreds of rats with one blow, and even the four rats hidden in them were dismembered countless times. Zhang Qingyang felt a sense of clarity in his heart and couldn't help but let out a long roar.

When he was about to fight, his swordsmanship broke through again!

Previously, his eight-way wind and rain sword technique was only considered to be skillful in sword techniques and was not broken. He achieved the basic requirements of accurate sword drawing. His sword techniques were continuous, and after the force was round, the wind and rain were not penetrated. When attacking, it was as violent and lasting as a storm.

Being able to do this can be considered a success in swordsmanship, but it is not enough to exert the true connotation of this swordsmanship.

With this sword just now, he went up to the level of his attack and defense, and advanced from a simple offensive and defensive method to a level of power control.

As the name suggests, the power of the power of killing is to maintain the power of killing while also having the power of using sword techniques as the heart and sword moves as the basis to operate the power of the general trend within the coverage.

He used the rat bone sword as a baton, and the star lights of sword nets spread out in the enclosed area. All power and the movement of objects were controlled by him, and life and death were only in one thought.

In this way, the mice that were swept into by the sword light were first forcibly cut out from the integrated energy field by him. Then, the power of each individual was clearly visible in his eyes. With a thought, a sword light naturally rolled over, easily breaking its protection, hitting its key points, and killing it on the spot!

It was also the first time that the mice were not accurately grasped and used a little too much force, which caused the mice to be cut into pieces.

The Rat Bone Sword was full in one bite and actually burped, with red light flashing all over his body, and it spitted out three meters long, splashing bloody sparks, like a greedy poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

Zhang Qingyang couldn't stand the joy in his chest. Before the rats behind him filled the gap, he waved his sword forward and burst out again with a rain of light. The sword light twisted like a snake and rushed seven or eight meters, and immediately blasted open a three or four meters diameter passage, and all the mice affected were crushed to pieces.

This power was too fierce. As he rushed forward, he rushed forward three times in a row, and then rushed straight from the edge of the cave to the center.

As he was about to approach the altar, he suddenly heard a scream from a white coat. Several big rats suddenly expanded to the size of a wild boar, and accelerated and rushed over from the top of his head and the side and backwards.

Zhang Qingyang raised his eyebrows and vented his sword light and stabbed the big mice on the foreheads. The countless mice surrounded him in front rushed in and rushed in without hesitation, pounding and tearing them apart.

But their deaths were not useless. Before the shattered rat corpses fell to the ground, they were swept by airflow and gathered into several flesh and blood tornadoes.

The big mice that transformed and rushed towards them all grew their mouths. In the blink of an eye, the whale swallowed the tornado, and their bodies swelled up like buffaloes again. Their mouths grew more than a foot long fangs, their bodies were as hard as steel needles, and their claws were popping up like sickles. They whimpered out turbid mist, and their saliva fell to the ground, and the corroded stones were smoked!

"You can eat this bloody energy too?"

Zhang Qingyang's brows were pounding, and he was very alert.

Those ancient existences who claim to be gods have taught their minions how many evil secret techniques. The temple guardians in the Ten Thousand Rat Caves are so, and the unlucky brothers Liao Hu and Liao Bao are combined into a two-faced rat man. The strange rats that have been transformed after devouring each other should not be so easy to deal with.

It was a while since then, several transformed mice swept in the wind, opened their mouths and let out a deafening howl, each spewing out a cloud of turbid green liquid, splashing over.

Zhang Qingyang swung his sword and swept out an arc-shaped light net in front of him, swept back the dangerous liquid coming towards him, and then dodged the poisonous water behind him, rushed to the big mouse, and stabbed him with all his strength and stabbed him in his left eye.

The big mouse was so crazy that it was hard to push up, and was fearless and allowed the rat bone sword to penetrate deep into its eyes, but it twisted its neck and swept it. The terrifying fangs broke through the air and slashed Zhang Qingyang's waist and abdomen!

Using teeth as weapons, he actually emits a killing effect that is almost like a sword light!

Zhang Qingyang's reaction was as agile as a Titan cat. His left hand ejected his sharp claws early to intercept him. The slammed golden iron and fire was splattering everywhere. The terrifying force made his arm numb. The mouse teeth were not cut off, but were bleeding from the mouth with violent recoil!

It still did not retreat, screamed and twisted its neck, and wanted to jammed the rat bone sword and sprayed the poisonous blood all over its mouth.

How could Zhang Qingyang do as he wished? With a thought, the rat bone sword suddenly shrank and took off. His body shook to the left of the big mouse. From bottom to top, a flying dragon in the sky, and the bursting energy sickle swept across it and cut it into two pieces in half.

The big mouse let out a shrill scream, and his two bodies twitched violently. Countless long hairs turned into arrows, and they shot out of their bodies with a "bang" and rushed towards Zhang Qingyang densely.

"I will also explode myself, but unfortunately I am a little worse than the sandworm's methods!"

Zhang Qingyang had been on guard against this move, and the shaking rat bone sword stormed the dense rain of light, shattering countless steel needle-like hairs, rushing up to the stone pillar on the right. Then, another loud noise below, a poisonous rain erupted, covering the dying rat and half of the pillar. In a blink of an eye, it corroded potholes and poisonous smoke rolled!

"The rat god will have no fear of life, just like a sandworm!"

Rats are annoying, but such cruel disasters are a bit over.

The Rat God will twist his life into this for his own selfishness. Their nature may have been distorted and perverted, and they have lost their humanity!

Zhang Qingyang suddenly looked at the altar and found from a close distance that the other side of the statue looked like two rows of eight-eyed eyes and one head, which was very similar to some kind of sandworm he had seen.

The white coat was busy on the other side, and at this time, it was clear that it was a wide table with rows of bottles and jars and experimental vessels on it. The man held a test tube in his hand and shook it steadily. There were several streams of liquids of different colors, aerosols, rolling rapidly, and it seemed that they were going to merge into one.

This is certainly not a study of something good that is good for humanity.

Zhang Qingyang felt angry in his heart, and he made a flying dragon in the sky without hesitation, and his strength was like a knife to break through the air.

The white coat seemed to have expected it, and continued to stare at the test tube, and waved his left hand casually. The eight eyes of the statue face facing here were opened, shooting a thick beam of light, intercepting the powerful blade in the sky, then the statue's neck turned, and the beam of light swept across to Zhang Qingyang!

Not to be stopped!

Zhang Qingyang noticed a dangerous aura that made him terrified, and decisively jumped off the stone pillar. He changed direction several times without placing his feet, and flashed behind the second stone pillar.

I heard a dull roar behind me, and the stone pillars and hundreds of nearby rats turned into pieces under the beam of light!

The statue was indeed not a decoration, but I don’t know what kind of attack methods were on the other two sides.

Zhang Qingyang measured the power of the beam. After he had made some calculations in his mind, he turned around and rushed out without hesitation. He swept away the rats that were coming up and came to the other side of the stone platform.

The side head of the statue below shot out a beam of light again, blowing the stone platform to pieces continuously.

After avoiding a wave of attacks, Zhang Qingyang thought about the interval of this attack in his mind, and looked at the half-stone pillar on the edge. Several flying dragons slashed in the sky, blowing the pillar and the foundation to crack. He then used his energy to the left shoulder, and exhaled and rang hard.

At this moment, the white coat below laughed sharply: "Haha, it's successful!"
Chapter completed!