Supreme Excalibur

Chapter 107 It's all the moon's fault!
Shuiyue alone led the way at an extremely fast speed, and Wuming followed casually, while Duan Lang tried his best to follow Lingbo Weibu, which was barely enough to keep up.At this moment, Duan Lang thought of a question. When he was observing Shuiyuedu just now, he hadn't noticed what level of strength he was.

Since he came to the sword world and knew the existence of swordsmen in the sword world, Duan Lang deliberately cultivated himself to develop the habit of judging people's strength.However, when facing Shuiyuedu, Duan Lang actually forgot this good habit.Is he negligent, or does Shuiyue have some kind of magical power that makes people ignore it naturally?
Thinking about his own thoughts, Duan Lang's speed naturally slowed down.Originally, he couldn't match the speed of Shuiyuedu and Wuming. With this distraction, Duan Lang was immediately pulled down by the two of them.

Just as he was speeding up under Duan Lang's feet, and was about to close the distance, he suddenly saw a mouse-like monster that was taller than a galloping horse crawling out of the dilapidated building next to it.

"Shuoshu?!"

Duan Lang was taken aback when he saw the specific appearance of this mouse-shaped monster.This kind of monster is called Shuoshu, and it is a very cruel monster.Their attack power may not be very powerful, but these guys live in groups just like the storm ants, and they are very easy to enter a state of berserk and bloodthirsty.The most terrible thing is that the average strength of Shuo Shu is higher than that of Silver Sword Master, and the strength of individual powerful Shu Shu is even close to that of Diamond Sword Master.

Everyone in the sword world knows that when you see a squirrel, you have to run quickly, because many squirrels will be called out from many unexpected corners immediately.Even if it's just a little bit of delay, as soon as Shuoshu finds out, you should end it yourself!
The moment he saw the Shuoshu, Duan Lang immediately held his breath, his footsteps were light, and he never made a sound, just asking not to disturb the Shuoshu hidden in the dark.

However, when people are going to be unlucky, drinking cold water will dry the teeth.

Duan Lang's speed is fast enough, and his voice is low enough.It's a pity that just as he was running forward and passing an abandoned tall building, a bright moon suddenly emerged from behind the clouds in the sky.The bright moonlight shone down and shone on the ground. It reflected off something on the ground, and a ray of relatively bright light happened to shine on Duan Lang's eyes.

When the eyes of normal people are illuminated by strong light, the first reaction is to reach out to cover them. Duan Lang is a normal person, so he naturally reacted the same way.However, tragedy happened at this moment!
Duan Lang raised his hand to cover his eyes, avoiding the glare from the glare.But he neglected to pay attention to the road under his feet. Right where he was standing, a small hole the size of a teacup suddenly appeared on the ground. From this small hole, a small mouse head popped out, and was stepped on by Duan Lang. Right!

"squeak--"

A clear and slightly painful scream of a mouse echoed in the ruined city, and the echoes burst out, immediately attracting the attention of countless Shuoshu.As people in the sword world know, seeing the appearance of a rat often means that there are countless groups of rats hiding in the dark.

"Bastard, you really..."

There were bursts of screams from Shuoshu in the ruins of the city, and Wuming immediately stopped moving forward and wanted to go back to meet Duan Lang.However, Shuiyuedu grabbed Wuming and said sharply: "Brother Wuming, there is no hope, if we don't leave, we won't be able to escape!"

"Go away!"

Wuming shook off Shuiyuedu's hand, and ran towards the lagging Duan Lang.However, before Wuming and Duan Lang could join together, Shuoshu gushed out from the dark and surrounded the two of them.The nameless figure flew up, intending to join Duan Lang from the air, but was immediately besieged by countless Shuoshu with strength above the gold level.

"Uncle, you go, leave me alone!"

In Duan Lang's hand, the sword of the Six Meridians was faster than the sword, and killed the Shuoshu that was attacking him.Most of the Shuoshu who besieged Duan Lang were in the silver realm. Although Shuoshu at this level was stronger than the human silver swordsman, they still couldn't resist the sword energy attack of the Six Meridians Excalibur.

With accurate hand sensing, Duan Lang will pierce the throat of a Shuoshu with every sword.In just a short while, the Shuo Shu who died in his hands was close to three digits.Duan Lang was very moved when he saw Wuming return to help him. This uncle is really a very good person, at least he has a very good character.

Wuming was in the air, and he didn't condense the natal spirit sword in his hand, he just punched out with punches. Every time he punched out, several rats would be shot down from the air to the ground by him, and those who were directly hit by Wuming's fist The huge rat will explode into a piece of flesh and blood in the air, and the falling flesh and blood make this human-mouse battle extremely tragic and tragic.

"Uncle, leave me alone, you should withdraw first!"

"Fart, I have never abandoned my partner. I have done so in the past, I have done so now, and I will do so in the future!"

"Uncle, hey, let's prepare to be a pair of troubled brothers!"

"Bullshit, I won't die, I won't die even if the sky falls and the earth falls!" Wuming swung his fist faster, and the wind of the fist was stronger, forming a punch.The power of the fist is several times higher than that of the wind of the fist. With one punch, a piece of rats fell from the air, and there was not a single corpse, all of them were fragmented flesh and blood.

In the distance, Shuiyuedu was still watching. The moment Wuming exploded his fist, Shuiyuedu intended to step forward to help.However, before he could start to act, there was an earth-shattering howl from the ruins of the city. It was the hysterical roar of a wild beast.Hearing the roar, Shuiyue stopped immediately, took a deep breath, turned around resolutely, and sped away into the darkness, regardless of Wuming and Duan Lang who were fighting Shuoshu.

Duan Lang drew out his sword flexibly, and slowly moved towards Wuming's direction.

But when he got closer, Duan Lang was shocked again when he saw the nameless attack method.It seems that Wuming is using a fist to attack, but after a closer look, it is still the sword energy of the natal spirit sword.

It's just that Wuming's use of the natal spirit sword has broken away from ordinary people's understanding.From Duan Lang's point of view, this is the highest state of sword impermanence.If it was before his own time travel, such a person would definitely be an unprecedented strong man, and he would belong to the top masters in the rivers and lakes.

"Boy Yan, your head is really caught by the door panel, you don't want to kill outside, so rely on ghosts here!"

"Uncle Anonymous, don't get excited, it's impossible for us to rush out of the ruins of this city!" Duan Lang chuckled, "Look at the way we came here, it's just a sea of ​​rats!"

"You idiot, if you don't give it a try, how can you know that we can't rush out?" Wuming punched hard, smashing a platinum-ranked giant mouse flying up, and then suddenly rushed down from the air , came to Duan Lang's side, and fought side by side with Duan Lang.So far, both of them don't have to face enemies from all sides, and the pressure is greatly reduced.

The two started fighting back to back, slowly moving in the direction they came from.

"Boy, what realm are you in? I think you are only at the seventh level of bronze. Why don't you kill these silver-level rats?" After getting close to Duan Lang, Wuming had more time to observe Duan Lang.After discovering that Duan Lang's strength was much stronger than expected, and his stamina was extremely strong, Wuming felt incredible.Even if the platinum peak swordsman is here, he may not be able to reach Duan Lang's level.

Duan Lang smiled triumphantly, and said: "Uncle, I am really a swordsman of the seventh level of bronze. However, you must have heard such a sentence, as long as you practice hard, you can grind an iron pestle into a needle. To be firmly established is to build a towering building. My master told me that a real master must lay a solid foundation, so I have been strengthening the practice of sword skills."

"The foundation is laid firmly, and the tall buildings are erected. Boy Yan, who is your master?"

"Uncle, my master is just like you, he also refused to tell me his name, he said his name is Wuming!"

Duan Lang didn't have a master at all, but in order to find a good explanation for his weird methods, Duan Lang invented a master for himself.This master is naturally non-existent, but if he doesn't say it, no one will know it's fake, even if he doubts it, there is no evidence.

Wuming also laughed, and said, "Have you learned how to play sloppy eyes with me?"

"Uncle, I'm serious, if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do!" Duan Lang waved his sword, Shaoshang sword, and cut a gold-ranked rat in half, and said, "Uncle, we are afraid There is no chance to escape! Look over there!"

Duan Lang was originally facing the direction he came from, but he turned his head inadvertently at this moment, but saw that not far from them, about a hundred feet away, a large rat with a height of more than 20 feet was slowly moving towards them.In front of this huge rat, those rats the size of galloping horses dodged one after another, and gave way to the passage in an instant.

Earlier, that stern roar of a wild beast was made by this gigantic rat.

"It's over, it's a bad year!" Wuming was also taken aback when he saw this giant mouse.

At this moment, the Shuoshu who besieged them retreated together, retreated a hundred feet away, surrounded Wuming and Duan Lang from a distance, waiting for the giant Shuoshu to approach.

"Humans, kill yourself!"

The giant mouse came to a place more than ten feet away from Duanlang and Wuming, and its two eyeballs, which were the size of the wheels of a cart, turned round and round, with an attitude of looking down on the world.

"Have you been hit by a stone on your head?" Wuming squirted wildly at the giant rat, spitting all over the place, causing Duan Lang to only take half a step back, he didn't want to be splashed all over with saliva.

"Human, you are very arrogant and rude, so this king judges you to be divided into five rats!" As soon as the giant rat opened his mouth, five golden-haired rats came from the ground less than three feet away from Duan Lang and Wuming. Get out of the ground.

(End of this chapter)