deceitful cultivator

chapter 83

The opossums rushed towards the Ratman in groups, jumping on his body and gnawing on his flesh and blood like mad.

But on the contrary, it aroused the ferocity of the rat man. He grabbed the possum and stuffed it into his mouth. The latter didn't even have the ability to resist.

Blood splattered everywhere, and stimulated by the strong stench, several carrion birds hovered in the air.

However, it was torn to pieces by the Crow.

Ren Qing was a little puzzled, why did he feel that the opossums summoned by the Jail Hall had no effect at all.

Moreover, the ratman's body changed drastically by devouring flesh and blood, and many of them swelled to about three meters.

The reserve soldiers who were closer looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't dare to act rashly, so they had to wait for the order in place.

hiss hiss~~

After the Ratman devoured all the possums on hand, he still couldn't satisfy his appetite, and then he turned his attention to the living people around him.

A rat man couldn't wait to rush towards a dark-skinned jailer reserve, and the two got into a fight.

It was as if the horn had been sounded, and all the Ratmen went towards the reserve team at the same time.

The official jailer is on the inner side of the temple market, which is actually safer.

Ren Qing glanced at the four reserve soldiers, except for Yanjun, he didn't recognize the rest, and their strength was mediocre.

I don't know how Lin Cheng's injury is.

After a short period of panic, the reserve team began to fight on their own.

Even if you can't kill the enemy quickly, you can still have an advantage.

It was impossible for Ren Qing to stay out of the incident. A few Ratmen climbed up to the eaves, their blood-red eyes full of naked killing intent.

However, Ren Qing still stood where he was, but moved slightly.

The Ratman opened his bloody mouth wide, and his body of four or five meters rose into the air, and the tiles were scattered, which brought a strong sense of oppression.

Clang! !

The big seedling knife is out of its sheath.

Under the blowing of the breeze, Ren Qing moved several meters in an instant.

The Rat Man's arm was cut off, and the pain made him howl uncontrollably. Just as he was about to react, the other arm was also broken.

Ding.

Ren Qing Pao Ding studied the structure of the Ratman like a cow, and couldn't help flicking the blade, and the clear and crisp sound of the knife sounded.

Another Ratman attacked from behind, and he dodged sideways while firing knives one after another.

The Ratman in front of him couldn't resist a few knives before it was cut in half, and the falling corpse attracted the surrounding Ratmen to bite wildly.

Under such circumstances, although the number of Ratmen is decreasing, their strength is changing.

The degree of difficulty has skyrocketed, even enough to threaten the lives of reserve soldiers.

Many reserve soldiers also realized that since they were concentrated on the periphery of the temple fair, this task is not an assessment, at least it will involve the reward of blood crystals.

They had to grit their teeth and persist.

The dark crow circled in mid-air.

Mr. Li appeared on the high place of the Songzi Niangniang Temple, beside him was Song Zongwu with four arms and six eyes, and the two sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Song Zong asked without opening his mouth: "Li Tiangang, are you going to make sure that he can be fooled?"

"Isn't this already here?"

Li Tiangang changed the subject and said: "It seems that there is a good seedling in the reserve team. It should be led by Mr. Song. The strength is not satisfactory, but the degree of alienation is well controlled."

"..."

Song Zongwu looked at Ren Qing who was at ease, and frowned.

On the surface, Li Tiangang is a compliment, but in fact he has the meaning of belittling, implying that some monks are timid in order not to alienate.

But Song Zongwu always felt that with Ren Qing's talent, it was impossible for him to only improve a little bit after not seeing him for such a long time.

In fact, the two of them also had a temporary idea, and simply took the opportunity to see the quality of the reserve team.

It was at this point that confusion arose.

The reserve guard with the appearance of a hyena was besieged by several ratmen and had already been injured a lot.

He originally thought that the jailer hall would protect his life, but then he found that the jailer had no intention of making a move at all.

Brother Hyena panicked suddenly, fearing that he would die because of it.

He looked around, staring at the nearby reserve soldiers with a slight movement of his mind, and quickly ran towards one of them with all fours.

It is true that some ratmen were attracted, but the movement also made more ratmen chase after the hyena monk.

Brother Hyena noticed that Ren Qing was obviously more skilled in killing enemies, so he took four or five ratmen to prepare for it once and for all.

When Ren Qing discovered the hyena cultivator's plan to bring disaster to the east, murderous intent rose in his heart, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As the hyena monk got closer to Ren Qing, the hair on his body began to fall off, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

The skaven are not smart enough, so in their eyes, the smell of prey is becoming less palatable.

On the contrary, Ren Qing's strong vitality is like a torch in the dark night.

The Rat Man decisively changed direction and rushed towards Ren Qing.

The shadow formed by the five ratmen directly blocked out the sunlight.

Seeing this, the reserve staff was a little startled. They looked at Brother Hyena with apprehension, and even subconsciously moved away from him.

Huang Ziwan was stunned for a moment, then rushed towards Ren Qing without caring so much.

Mu Yi was much calmer, he ignored Song Zong when he saw his expressionless face.

In the eyes of others, Ren Qing had already escaped death, but in fact he didn't panic at all, and even leisurely wiped the Da Miao knife clean and put it away.

The different mouth cracked a gap in the palm, and let out a weird laugh.

Ren Qing did have plans to cover up the cultivation base of the Ghost Envoy Realm. After all, it involves a lot, and the Jail Hall might see the clues.

But clumsy?
I've never thought about hiding my clumsiness.

In this world, the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and only by showing value can we obtain resources to become stronger.

What's more, Song Zong Wudu was present, calling so many reserve soldiers, isn't his intention to see these reserve soldiers clearly?

Crack cack cack.

The dragon and snake spine stretched out.

Ren Qing lowered his head, and the chain of bones brushed across his cheeks, directly piercing through the head of a ratman, and the brains fell out little by little.

The bone blades of the Dragon Snake's spine rubbed against each other, making a sharp sound, as if it was a rattlesnake preparing to feed.

The white bone chain formed an airtight circle, covering the other four ratmen.

Brother Hyena was dumbfounded, fear appeared on his face, he didn't care so much and ran in the opposite direction in embarrassment.

The shredded meat from the rat man's corpse was piled up into a mountain bag, and Ren Qing stood on it, holding a dragon snake spine tens of meters long in his hand.

"go……"

The Dragon Snake Ridge roared out, and in the blink of an eye, it caught up with the hyena monk who chose to escape, and then directly pierced his shoulder and pulled him back.

Brother Hyena screamed miserably, but no one showed mercy. They all watched with cold eyes. Huang Ziwan even clapped his hands.

However, Huang Ziwan was also a little surprised. When did Ren Qing master the technique? Is it just because of his talent?

Brother Hyena was pulled in front of Ren Qing, and he frantically begged for mercy regardless of his face.

"Do not kill me……"

Ren Qing rubbed his chin, he noticed that Song Zongwu didn't stop himself.

Then there is no hesitation.

Dragon Snake Ridge cut off the hyena monk's limbs, then directly pierced into his skull, and performed a rough surgery to remove the frontal lobe of the brain.

Brother Hyena's expression was dull, and his intelligence had completely dissipated.

It was only because the strange object was temporarily inconvenient to deal with, so it did not hurt its life.

Song Zongwu's six eyes were slightly red, and a half-meter-long crow landed, grabbed the hyena monk, and flew away.

(End of this chapter)