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Accompanied by the mournful wailing of dozens of mutant black mice, the strong smell of blood has spread.

On the other side, a middle-aged man holding a long sword was already showing a stern look.

For a moment, slashed towards the mutant tide

"Thorn Pull"

Like cracking the air, a few meters of white sword energy was drawn out in an instant.

"squeak"

There were several mournful whines again, and several mutant black rats had been divided into two, and their vitality had been extinguished.

And at this moment, the vortex is the deepest.

"Among human beings, there is indeed such a strong person."

Qing Qing, who sensed the changes in the battlefield, has a slightly darkened face.

Although there is no hope that the big move soil quicksand and the black rat tide can directly destroy the two messenger groups

But feeling the sudden burst of several terrifying fluctuations, Qing Ho\'s face was not much better.

Among these fluctuations, one he was able to cope with.

But two, or even three, he was stretched

And now, among the more than ten extraordinary fluctuations that erupted on the entire battlefield, there are three that can make him feel a faint threat.

As you can imagine, what does this mean?

Humans never lack the strong

Although it is said that there is no strong person who can penetrate the sky and the earth like the master, but it is no less than an existence like Qing Ho, and three of them appear at one time.

And now, these three,

A monk in a crimson robe, like a dying monk.

A middle-aged man in a blue shirt holding a long sword

In the faint, Qing Yan saw some shadows of the silver-haired middle-aged man on this man.

He is also holding a long sword, he is also wearing a blue shirt, and there is a bit of deja vu between his eyebrows.

This should be the silver-haired middle-aged second disciple, and the only direct disciple on the bright side.

In addition, there is a tall girl wearing a purple veil.

When the lotus step lightly tapped, it was like a black mamba snake dancing, and the enchanting figure kept twisting out of this alluring curve.

Deadly, dozens of mutant black mice were killed in a few breaths.

"Squeak,"

As if suppressing something, an extremely violent and terrifying hissing sound is already sounding in the depths of the whirlpool

Looking up, the little shadow of the Rat Emperor, shrouded in the black mist, is already red and red.

His clan was being slaughtered by these people, how could he not be angry.

If it wasn\'t for Tsing Hom not speaking, he would have been violent!

"and many more"

In the soft appeasement, Qing Wang also flashed a coldness to the few people on the battlefield.

Then, facing Xiaoying, explained:

"The master said that we can\'t reveal our identities, so if these people find us, they must die, you know?"

The cold voice and the killing intent were boiling, but Xiaoying was a little proof, and then responded excitedly.

Terrible neighing as if to say, kill, kill, kill

"it is good."

Nodding slightly, Qing also let out a breath.

Then he turned his eyes, and he was already looking at the battlefield.

"The middle-aged man in the blue shirt is yours. You got into the rat swarm and took advantage of it to kill you with one blow."

Having said that, Qing also warned again.

"Remember, this kind of powerhouse is very scary, there is only one chance, if we don\'t succeed, we will be in a hard fight, and more clansmen will suffer because of them.

"squeak"

Again, there are several voices in response, and Xiaoying has already signaled that she understands>

At this time, Qing Ho also looked at the monk in a crimson robe.

Among all of them, only he is the most terrifying, and the killing intent is also the most intense.

If such a strong person is not eliminated, waiting for Qing and Xiaoying will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

And this is definitely not something Qing Ho can tolerate.

Since he came with the rat tide under Leng Feng\'s command, he must take it back.

Not to mention taking it all back, but a loss of 10% or 20% is his maximum tolerance.

Otherwise, he would not only have no way to explain to Leng Feng, but also face the master.

Thinking of this, Qing\'s figure has slowly merged into the earth.

In the faint, there is an astonishing killing intent quietly dormant, but it is approaching the monk.

Chapter 277 Terrorist attack and kill! ! Elemental horror (third more)

"Kill, kill, kill..."

In the low voice, the killing intent of the monk Poshu became more and more terrifying.

What he cultivates is the way of killing, and what he pursues is killing to stop killing

According to what those adults said, what he was walking was more accurate, it should be the way of Shura, a very terrifying way of killing life.

If it can be accomplished, it is enough to achieve a generation of Shura

In this way, Po Shu\'s killing intent is also - different from ordinary people.

Even more fierce and even more icy.

And in this increasingly terrifying killing intent, his combat power also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, at this moment, the rushing quicksand suddenly shook.

At the same time, a deadly threat has risen from the foot of the tree.

Without thinking about it, Po Shu jumped up fiercely, and slapped the quicksand with a palm.

"Snapped"

The majestic spiritual power caused countless quicksands to sink, and the terrifying wind and waves swept across.

However, what made Poshu\'s pupils shrink was that a piece of quicksand suddenly rose up, and it turned into a giant hand dozens of meters long and grabbed it towards him.

"This is?"

The rare complexion changed greatly, and Po Shu was already slapped away with a palm towards the big hand that was turned into quicksand.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the giant hand that the quicksand turned into was smashed by a palm, the entire quicksand pit vibrated violently, and the terrifying wind and waves continued to roll back.

But at this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded in the air

"You\'re really not bad!"

Cold laughter, cold to the point of freezing people\'s hearts

At the same time, in the unbelievable eyes of Po Shu, the fine sand flying in the sky is interwoven with a human-shaped outline.

And his arm turned into a knife shape

stab

There was a sudden crisp sound, and the knife turned by the fine sand slashed across the Poshu neck.

"laugh…

Accompanied by the spray of blood, Po Shu covered her neck in disbelief, but her figure was a staggering figure...

Not long after, he was engulfed by quicksand and even the rat tide

And the whole time, not a word was said.

It\'s not that I don\'t want to say it, it\'s that I can\'t say it

Facing the terrorist attack and killing of Qing Ho\'s incarnation element, Po Shu has already done the best he can do.

On the other side, it seems that they sensed the sudden disappearance of Poshu\'s aura, and the faces of Saintess Aisia and middle-aged Li Yuanhu changed abruptly.

Looking in the direction where the breath of the Po tree disappeared, they were even more shocked to find that a figure was turned into fine sand in the sky and slowly disappeared.

Only the upper body of the unfamiliar figure remained, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was mocking them mercilessly.

"who?"

With a cold voice, Li Yuanhu, who was holding a long sword, stared at the direction where Qing disappeared.

It seems to be looking, and it seems to be on guard.

However, at this time, Li Yuanhu didn\'t notice that in the black rat wave coming towards him behind him, there was an unexpectedly delicate black rat, dressed in black.

The hair is as smooth as satin, and the eyes are shining like rubies.

"Squeak..."

Hearing the voice behind him, a hint of impatience flashed across Li Yuanhu\'s face.

A truly unknown and terrifying existence that hides around

These **** mutant mice rushed over like crazy.

"All to death."

With a cold heart, Li Yuanhu has already raised his sword, pulled out the sword light that filled the sky, and slashed towards the black rat tide.

But at this moment,

"Squeak..."

A strange hissing sound suddenly sounded in Li Yuanhu\'s ear, and Li Yuanhu\'s hands were quicker, but a deadly sense of crisis also struck suddenly.

Subconsciously, he raised his sword.

"click"

In the very clear cracking sound, a snow-white icy claws had already grabbed the long sword and attacked his chest.

"court death."

Booing like thunder, looking at the extraordinary mutant black rat in front of him, a flash of stunned flashed across Li Yuanhu, more of which was Taoyu\'s anger.

With a sound of "Boom", the spiritual power suddenly spurted out, actually knocking Xiao Ying back.

At the same time, Li Yuanhu had already abandoned his sword and turned his palm into his palm, and shot towards Xiaoying fiercely.

Just at this moment, Li Yuanhu actually saw a ray of sarcasm from the depths of the eyes of this extraordinary mouse.

As if thinking of something, Li Yuanhu\'s face changed suddenly

But before he could react, a sharp pain suddenly came from behind.

Slowly bowing his head, a sand knife had already pierced his chest.

And at this moment,

Another cry, \'Thorn, Xiaoying\'s Ligua has passed through Li Yuanhu\'s heart in an instant.