Chapter 356 The Saber Comes Out in the Wind, Not Once in a Lifetime
Innate everything, life, weight, joy, hate are different. For example, if a dog is tiger wine, a tiger must be addicted to it and drunk like a human. A tiger that has eaten dog meat has no immunity to dog meat at all. Salt is a favorite food for rats, but the Book of Insects says that salt is light for rats. As the folk saying goes, rats that eat too much salt will become bats. As the old saying goes, bats become swallows. Actually, it was just to lighten the mouse's body. Salt alone is not enough to weigh rat wine. And mixed with snake-blooded cat urine and crab ashes.
This snake wants the most poisonous mountain breeze. The cat is a wild cat with a face full of civet. Crab shells must be taken from the South China Sea. A large pearl crab molted alive. A few pieces came together to brew the rat wine. This thing had a miraculous effect on rats and insects. Normally, rats would be afraid of smelling it, but they would not dare to approach it.
Gu Tianyou opened the lid of the gourd, poured a little of the contents into his hand, and sprinkled a little on everyone's body. Sure enough, those rats didn't dare to move forward any further. However, the gigantic white mouse suddenly became excited. It let out a loud squeak, shaking its head and tail like a king of beasts. It actually had the might of a bear and a tiger.
"Right now, this is the only thing left. Rat alcohol can make a group of rats not dare to approach, but it has a fatal attraction to insects in rats."
Gunshots were fired from the other side of the passageway, and the sounds of indiscriminate attacks and the screams of humans and animals were matched.
Gu Tianyou had the aura of a python, so he wasn't afraid of snakes and insects. With the rat wine, he wasn't afraid of little rats. Only such a big rat king was left there eyeing him covetously. Lighting up the rainbow is going to get rid of this problem. "I'll get rid of it!" Huang Yong snatched the lead.
Gu Tianyou glanced at Long Jianmei, who nodded slightly to show that he believed that Huang Yong's strength was not a problem.
This White-furred Rat King was extraordinary. It was a piece of skin that had become a climate. Among all the beasts, there were the most insects, including minks, hides, monkeys, and cores. Among them, hides and cores were the most powerful. The hides were king insects. Only the Rat King had the chance to grow and evolve into skin. There was also the saying that the hide was 500 meters black and 800 meters white. The newly formed skin was earthen yellow. Every year, he would drill ten meters into the ground. Fifty years later, he would become black and live five hundred meters underground. He would borrow the dragon range in the mountains to nourish his energy and grow. In another thirty years, his entire body would turn white and enter the ground eight hundred meters. He would only live in the underground sewers of the great rivers and devour all kinds of insects. Although he was a rat, he possessed the dignity and methods of a king of insects.
Huang Yong pulls out his machete and says in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Mr. Gu. I know the origin of this thing. It is precisely because I know that I have to personally kill it to retrieve its treasure. White skin oil can cure deafness and blindness. My master has been blind and deaf for many years. He has been searching the world for such a white skin insect. That's why I always carry this rat wine with me."
Brother Xiaoyong was doing this to fulfill his filial piety, so Gu Tianyou could not insist. He could only warn him to be careful and speak at any time if he wanted to help. If a family didn't say anything to each other, it would be the same for anyone who killed this thing.
Huang Yong raises his saber and walks forward. His saber is still sheathed in a sheath. He holds it against his waist with his left hand, almost like a clip. This action made the knife more tightly bound to his body. It was for the sake of unleashing its strongest strength at the instant it drew its saber. Gu Tianyou clearly saw Huang Yong's strength. Without a doubt, the question now was whether this saber was sharp enough. This White-skinned Rat King's leather-armored pistol couldn't even move. If Huang Yong's saber wasn't sharp enough, it would be very difficult to pierce through the armor.
The White-skinned Rat King shook his body and patrolled around, staring at Huang Yong. His aura was like a Martial Grandmaster searching for flaws in his opponent. This thing had a slender and long tail. When it shook slowly, it released a calm rhythm. From time to time, it raised its front claw slightly, as if it was provoking Huang Yong. After squeaking twice, it suddenly scratched the ground with its four limbs and its tail stood upright. Then, its white hair suddenly rose from its body and it let out its fiercest roar!
That voice did not belong to a mouse, it was simply like the roar of a dragon and a tiger. Huang Yong still held his saber like a rock, neither did the Rat King. Concentrate on gathering Qi and wait for only one blade!
The more he waited, the stronger his killing intent became. All of his spiritual will was poured into this saber.
It's moving!
It wasn't Huang Yong, nor was it the White-skinned Rat King. Instead, it suddenly bulged under its feet. Then, a huge head drilled out. Its entire body was pitch black like ink, and an insect the size of a gasoline tank hulled out. It opened its big mouth and headed straight for Huang Yong. At the same time, the White-skinned Rat King finally moved like a bolt of lightning towards Huang Yong.
This thing was simply amazing! Gu Tianyou sighed in admiration as he approached the giant black insect. With a wave of the rainbow in his hand, the giant insect was cut open from head to abdomen. Gu Tianyou stretched out his hand and accurately grabbed the pitch-black thing in his abdomen that was as big as a basketball. She threw it to the little dragon girl and said, "Eat if you're hungry. I promise that no more snakes will dare to come near you in the future."
White-skinned Rat Wang Fei pounced on Huang Yong and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. Huang Yong was enemies on his back and stomach, but he ignored the giant black bug behind him. Because he trusted his comrades behind him. His saber would only be drawn for the White-skinned Rat King, and the only thing in his eyes was the white light that flew towards him. The White-skinned Rat King pounced in the air, its cold teeth and claws shining out. This thing eats hundreds of underground insects all year round, and its entire body is filled with poison. If it were to grab a little bit of it, there would be a life-threatening danger.
Huang Yong pulled out his saber. He grabbed the scabbard with his left hand and drew the saber with his right. At the same time, he drew the saber with his right hand. This saber was swung backwards. From the bottom up, the saber light did not show, the wind broke silently, and there was no aura left to speak of. In that instant, Gu Tianyou had an illusion that Huang Yong's slash was very, very slow, and that white leather was even slower. It was as if he had been stopped in the air by a fixed movement technique.
It was as fast as stopping, as if it was clumsy. Huang Yong's saber strike was already completely in line with the Dao. He had not entered the Grandmaster realm, but he had cultivated a skill that only Grandmaster martial artists could cultivate. The control and use of this saber for air resistance was almost perfect. The angle of attack could maximize the weight of the saber. A single attack was simply unstoppable to gods and ghosts. He couldn't help but blurt out in praise, "The Grand Dao is the simplest. One quick word is the pinnacle of the Dao of Saber Techniques!"
The saber swept through the air, and the remaining momentum was endless. The White-skinned Rat King was pushed backwards by the saber. A line of blood blossomed from its lower forehead, injuring its skin surface. However, the tissue in its brain had been destroyed by Huang Yong's unparalleled mental will. Huang Yong rolled over and landed on the ground before dying. Without hesitation, he tore off the entire skin of the White-skinned Rat King from the wound on his jaw, turning it into a pocket. Then, he scraped the fat oil off his bare body into the pocket made of skin and carried it on his back.
The chaotic sounds from the other side of the passageway continued, but a few people hurriedly fled. Remington was vaguely taking the lead to break out of the encirclement. Gu Tianyou roared, "Remington, don't you dare to run away."
The brother of the revenge mercenary said, "Come on, you'd better not provoke him for now. If you have the chance, leave this place quickly."
Gu Tianyou grinned at him. "Now that the White-skinned Rat King is dead, These little rats are just a bunch of rats without a commander, "Very soon, the army will collapse. It will be difficult to achieve anything. If we don't shout twice and make them panic, we won't be able to get out. This fellow is a ghost spirit. Now he mistakenly thinks that I've summoned this mouse. That's why he only wants to escape. He doesn't shout. Let him come back to his senses and block the passage ahead. We'll still be trapped in this damned place."
"Let's go. We can leave now. The Rat King and the Black Bug died at the same time. The Snake-Rat army is temporarily in trouble. After we leave, we'll seal the entrance to the cave. In a short period of time, we won't have to worry about similar troubles."
Long Jian Mei frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Why do I hear your tone? These rats weren't summoned by you? Furthermore, this thing seems to be coming for you?"
Gu Tianyou chuckled, "This matter is rather complicated. I'll let you know in the future."
As they spoke, the four of them had already arrived at the entrance of the cave. Remington and the others did not dare to ambush them here. The mercenary brothers activated the self-destruction mechanism and led the three of them to King Ming's side. Remington might have been shocked by Gu Tianyou's unpredictable methods, or he might have been thinking about Li Yangkun's progress, so he didn't encounter any trouble along the way.
Following the mercenary brothers, they crossed the path of the base. The path became steep, and they continued to walk up for more than ten minutes. A spacious place flashed in front of them. Before he could get close, he heard endless shouts.
An old voice was shouting, "Old brothers, if you sell your strength again, everyone will be wasting their time with him today."
Gu Tianyou's heart skipped a beat. Although this person's voice was old, it was like the roar of an old dragon. It carried an aura that could not be compared to that of an ordinary person. He was secretly surprised. Who was he? After taking a few steps, he came to the scene and took a deep breath.
The ground was filled with dead people, almost all of them unbearably miserable. There was a person standing in the arena. The surrounding people surrounded him. This person's entire body was bathed in blood and could hardly be seen. A swarthy glittering armor on his body had been severely deformed. However, he was still standing there, neither uprooting nor stopping. His eyes were as lofty as a mountain. One of his eyes was already bloody and fleshy. The remaining one-eyed man looked around with an arrogant gaze. He pointed at the old man who was speaking and sneered, "Zhang Xianyang, Chen Shuizhi, why didn't you come over when you shouted so happily?" "Also, Li Yangkun, I know that you're not seriously injured. Don't pretend to be a grandson behind me. Learn from Wang Xian. The Ten Extremes Formation almost took my life. Fortunately, I also hired a helper."
There weren't many people who could still stand around. On the other side, there was a battlefield. Hu Sanbian was dressed in a long robe and was trapped by ten people. The sound of the zither was as sour as a river, but its power was limited to a certain extent. This was the function of Wang Xian's Ten Absolute Formation. However, even though these ten people were at the Grandmaster realm, their souls were suppressed and their lives were in danger. Among them, only Wang Xian had the strength to try his best to maintain the formation. Hu San transformed into a ghost and suddenly launched a sneak attack. Every time, he was blocked by Wang Xian.
The blood man in the arena was of course Ming Wanjun. The one who shouted just now was one of the four old men standing side by side. There were only five machetemen beside Yagiu Sekishiusai, including him. Li Yangkun only had a dozen or so living people beside him. Everyone had been besieging Ming Wanjun for several hours, and the ones who suffered the most were the God Hunting Hidden Cultivators Association and the Dark Arrow Organization. However, no one had anything to say. If Wang Xian hadn't trapped Hu Sanbian and allowed him to play the zither, the losses would have been even greater.
"Everyone, don't be afraid of him. We've already paid such a high price. We have to kill this devil no matter what. I'll go up first!" The one who spoke was one of the four old men, and he jumped up after saying that.
He who rushes forward is faster, and he who retreats is faster!
The old man practiced the Heartforce Handle and used the Ghost Pulling Style to dig out Wan Jun's eyes. Ming Wanjun suddenly lowered his head and used his head as a fist to knock the old man back. He took a few steps back before he managed to stand firm. Every time he took a step back, a deep footprint would be left on the bluestone beneath his feet.
Ming Wanjun laughed heartily. He pointed at the old man and scolded, "Chen Tuozhi, you old bastard, sneak attack and kill my brother, Monk Qiao. If you don't take revenge on me, I swear that you are not human. Among these people, you four old villains deserve to die the most." As he said that, he chased after him.
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