From one person to nine to five

Chapter 195 Melting
Xu Fu held the Chang Ge tightly in his hand and stood on the battlefield, with the endless army of rats swarming in front of him. His eyes were extremely firm, and he did not back down in the face of this unstoppable enemy army.

He held up the Chang Ge high, and a heavy murderous aura permeated the surroundings. The Chang Ge's blade shone with a cold light, like a sharp sword, declaring Xu Fu's determination and strength.

His body blended into the fighting atmosphere, and his posture was as stable as a mountain, ready to deal with the onslaught of the rat army.

As the army of rats approached, Xu Fu swung his Changge like a whirlwind. His movements were swift and precise, and every swing could bring a devastating blow.

His Long Ge was like an insurmountable barrier, blocking the impact of the rat army.

The mice gritted their teeth and charged hard, trying to break through Xu Fu's defense line, but no matter how tenacious they were, they could not shake Xu Fu's determination.

Each of his swings was precise, knocking the rats to the ground, their screams echoing across the battlefield.

Xu Fu's whole body was filled with an irresistible force. He became an invincible person on the battlefield. His eyes shone with wisdom and courage. He used his own strength to create miracles on the battlefield.

Time passed by, but Xu Fu still stood firm on the battlefield. The Changge in his hand was already stained red by the blood of the enemy, but his fighting spirit remained undiminished.

He knew that only by persevering to the end can he win the final victory. Xu Fu stood on the battlefield of the massacre, surrounded by dense rat corpses.

His face was cold and resolute, without any mercy, holding a long dagger, he danced the movement of death.

Every time he swung, Chang Ge's sharp blade split the rat's body, and blood spurted out. His movements were quick and precise, like a god descending from the mortal world, beheading the rats mercilessly.

The screams of mice and the sound of corpses falling to the ground were intertwined to form a bloody and fierce song.

Xu Fu slaughtered without mercy, his figure flickered on the battlefield like the incarnation of death.

The rats tried to escape, but no matter how they struggled, Xu Fu always caught up quickly and beheaded them. There was no hesitation in his eyes, only endless hatred and ruthless determination towards the enemy.

On the battlefield, the corpses of rats piled up like a mountain, and blood flowed like a river. Xu Fu's body was already stained red with blood, but he was still reckless and slaughtered without stopping.

His skills are nimble and fierce, and every kill brings the threat of death. He is like a god of war, jumping, moving, and chopping, beheading the mice one by one, leaving no chance of survivors.

Xu Fu displayed unparalleled courage and skill in battle, his strength seemed to flow unceasingly, and his determination burned like a flame.He is tireless and has only one goal, to wipe out this endless army of rats.

Although the swarm of rats was endless, their strength was limited after all. Up until now, they had been killed unilaterally and did not really pose a threat to Xu Fu.

But at this time, the sound of the flute began to change again, and it seemed that it suddenly became a little more urgent at this time.

The sharp sound of the flute made people feel very uncomfortable, but at this moment, changes also occurred. The mice that had been charging forward also began to change at this time, and they began to make crazy actions.

The rats began to forage among the corpses on the battlefield. They greedily devoured the corpses of their companions, and the blood and flesh remained on the ground.

Gradually, their behavior became abnormal, and a manic atmosphere permeated the air.

At this time, the surrounding area has already been covered with corpses, not only those of rats, but also those of animals that died before, as well as those vines and tree root debris.

These rats seem to be hungry, devouring whatever is in front of them, as if they have fallen into madness.

The crunching sound continued to float above the venue along with the weird sound of the flute, making the environment even more weird and terrifying at this time, and there was a terrifying light in those scarlet eyes.

Suddenly, a mouse looked up, its red eyes flickered with crazy light, and the other mice stopped eating one after another.
They let out sharp and mournful screams, as if they were controlled by some kind of force.

Xu Fu sensed that something was wrong, he looked around vigilantly, in the group of rats in front of him, he felt a strong malice, a more ferocious attack approach than before.

Groups of incomparably thick black qi suddenly gushed out from those rats at this moment, and the black qi was corroding everything around them, but at this moment, it was not only corroding the environment, but even corroding other rats.

At this time, even though the bodies of those mice have been corroded by black qi, they seem to have no reaction at all.

All the scarlet eyes were looking in the same direction, and those eyes were extremely cold.

Almost in an instant, the mice rushed towards Xu Fu like crazy. They roared violently, their hair stood on end, and their teeth showed fierce light, aiming at Xu Fu's vital parts.

Xu Fu grasped the Chang Ge in his hand, ready to face this more violent attack.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes determined, ready to deal with this sudden crisis.

The mice attacked Xu Fu crazily. Their speed was extremely fast, their bodies were flexible, and there were almost no dead ends.

They bit Xu Fu's body, trying to find a weak point that could be broken through.

Xu Fu swung his Changge vigorously, trying to repel these crazy mice, each swing brought great power, but the mice seemed to be unafraid and unflinching, as if driven by some evil force.

Their teeth bit Xu Fu's clothes, their claws scratched his body, Xu Fu felt the threat of pain and danger.

But he didn't give up, and he fought these raging rats without flinching.

The battle became extremely fierce, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams could be heard endlessly. Regardless of the pain and danger, Xu Fu's body was full of strength and determination.

He swung his lance to decapitate the rats, but new enemies kept appearing, seemingly endlessly.

Xu Fu's body was scratched, his clothes were severely damaged, and blood oozed from the wound, but he didn't stop.

He knew that only by constantly suppressing these crazy mice could he save his life.

There was a gleam of determination in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth to keep the pain and exhaustion from taking over his mind.

His movements became more vigorous and swift, and each swing was accompanied by a fatal blow.

Then he held the Chang Ge with both hands, and then turned it quickly, billowing black energy poured out from his body, and then turned into a frenzied whirlwind, crazily surging towards the surroundings.

Nuo dance, gale.

A strong wind rose from the ground, and then countless wind blades swept away towards the surroundings. In an instant, countless mice were chopped into countless pieces.

Then there was a bloodbath again, and the frantic black whirlwind swept everything on the battlefield.

As time went by, Xu Fu felt more and more exhausted and physically exhausted.His breath was short of breath, and his clothes were drenched with sweat, but he knew he couldn't back down, and he couldn't give up.

But soon the strong wind cleared a large blank space around him, and at this moment, he barely got a chance to catch his breath.

But it's just a breather.

The mice gathered again, their eyes became more fanatical, and they let out a heart-piercing roar. Xu Fu raised his spear again, ready to face a new round of attacks.

His strength seemed limitless, his will was as strong as steel, and though the battle was difficult, he was determined to keep fighting until the last.

Xu Fu fought the rats to the death. Their battle lasted for a long time, and his body was covered with scars.

Chang Ge was covered with blood, but he still stood on the battlefield, unyielding.

Chida Keita was still playing the ancient flute in the player's hand at this time, and then looked at the changes in the surrounding situation, with a serious face at this time.

Inspired by the sound of the whimpering flute, even though those mice saw the countless companions dying before their eyes, they still rushed forward one after another as if they were dying.

Xu Fu, he knew that the rout of the rats was only a brief pause, and then they regrouped and charged again.

Their eyes were full of madness and hatred, and they rushed towards themselves without fear.

Xu Fu's eyes widened, noticing the changes in the mice, a strong sense of vigilance arose in his heart, realizing that this battle was not over, and more ferocious opponents were attacking him.

The rats came in like a tidal wave, their bodies were swift, and they exuded a stench and a violent aura.

They pounced on Xu Fu, making a piercing click between their teeth, intending to tear him to pieces.

Xu Fu immediately met this more violent attack, his long spear fluttered like the wind, each swing knocked the rats back, but they rushed towards him again like an endless tide.

Feeling the tremendous pressure, his body was bitten and scratched by the rats.

The pain spread all over his body, but he did not give in and still stood firm on the battlefield.

He let out a low growl, full of anger and determination, and his eyes burned with tenacious will.

Chang Ge shone with the light of death in his hands. He hacked at the rats' bodies and knocked them down one by one.

But there were too many rats, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't quite keep them out.

Xu Fu's body was already covered with scars, blood was continuously flowing, exhaustion and pain almost made him unable to hold on, but his eyes were still burning with unyielding flames.

Chida Keita, who was wearing a gorgeous kimono, was still standing in the distance, holding an ancient flute. He played it gracefully, making melodious notes. As the notes flowed, the surrounding air seemed to become dignified.

Suddenly, the mice stopped their violent attacks, as if they had received some kind of mysterious call.

They gathered around the middle-aged man, forming a circle, with a strange fascination in their eyes.

The eyes of the middle-aged man are deep and dignified, and his fingers slide gently on the flute, mobilizing the mysterious power.

The mice seemed to be manipulated by him and began to act according to his instructions.

The notes he played became louder and more beautiful, and the power of the music rippled through the air.The mice suddenly became extremely alert and coordinated, like a huge organism, obeying the wishes of the middle-aged man.

His fingers kept dancing on the flute, mobilizing the actions of the mice.

The rats rushed towards Xu Fu in groups, attacking with an unprecedented tactic and speed.

Shocked by this sudden change, Xu Fu hastily resisted the attacks of the rats.However, these mice seemed to be more cunning and coordinated, they cooperated tacitly and found the weak point of Xu Fu's defense.

They came from every angle, biting at his armor, claws clawing frantically at his body.

Xu Fu is in a desperate situation. Not only does he have to face the endless army of rats, but he also has to fight against the mysterious power manipulated by Keita Chida.

Xu Fu gritted his teeth and tried his best to fight against the rats. His long dagger brought great power when he swung it, but he felt that he was gradually falling into a disadvantage when facing the rats who obeyed the command of the middle-aged man.

Chida Keita stood in the distance, his face indifferent and calm, he continued to play the flute, controlling the rhythm of the battlefield.

The mice obediently obeyed his instructions, and besieged Xu Fu mercilessly. More and more wounds appeared on Xu Fu's body, and blood gushed out continuously.He could feel that his vitality was gradually being consumed, but he didn't intend to give up.

There was a firm light in his eyes, and he knew that he had to find a way to break through. Under the attack of the violent rats, he quickly thought about the countermeasures.

Xu Fu understood that the man in kimono in front of him was the key, but it was not so easy to stand out from the encirclement at such a distance.

But now is the opportunity.

Passing through the siege of rats, he rushed towards the middle-aged man with lightning speed, his body almost reached its limit in the brutal battle, but he decided to take the risk without hesitation.

Keita Chida sensed Xu Fu's intentions, he stopped playing the flute, a sneer flashed in his eyes, he quickly put away the flute, drew out the dagger at his waist, and prepared to face Xu Fu.

The two met on the battlefield, Xu Fu wielded the long Ge, and the middle-aged man brandished the short sword. A life-and-death struggle began between them, and the sound of the collision of the sword light and the Chang Ge echoed in the air.

Xu Fu used all his strength to attack the middle-aged man, trying to grab the flute, but the middle-aged man was alert and cunning, he skillfully dodged Xu Fu's attack and fought back.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu's strength was gradually exhausted, his movements became sluggish, and defense became more and more difficult.

The middle-aged man saw the timing and stabbed Xu Fu's chest with his sword.

However, at the critical moment, Xu Fu exhausted his last ounce of strength, leaped suddenly, and avoided the fatal blow.

He quickly stretched out his hand and snatched the flute from the middle-aged man's waist.

The middle-aged man showed a look of astonishment, but Xu Fu didn't give him any chance to breathe. He swung his spear and attacked the middle-aged man frantically, without giving him the slightest chance to breathe or fight back.

At this time, the man in front of him suddenly showed a smiling face, and then his whole body fell to the ground as if it melted.

(End of this chapter)