Ye Qingfeng transformed into a big palm seal, with the potential to overwhelm mountains and rivers, and came violently.
All the rat demons were worried.
However, the Rat King is not weak and can fight Ye Qingfeng for several rounds.
It deserves to be regarded as the king of the clan, although it currently only has the title of king, but has not yet reached the true strength of a king.
The moment Ye Qingfeng's big palm hit him, the silver rat king flew out diagonally like a lightning mink, kicked off the stone wall, and used the force of the stone wall's rebound to pounce on Ye Qingfeng.
This series of actions was done in one go and only happened in a short moment.
Moreover, it held a gun in its hand, and the tip of the gun was pointed directly at Ye Qingfeng. It was very autonomous in its speed.
This underground passage is long enough, but not spacious enough.
If Ye Qingfeng wanted to retreat, she could only retreat, but she did not retreat.
I saw her put her fingers together, and then flicked them, sending out a stream of black and white Qi, the size of a jujube stone nail, heading straight for the silver mouse.
She was using offense as defense, taking the initiative to attack the Rat King.
The power of the Yin Yang Finger should not be underestimated. It is also one of the secret methods of the Liucheng Yin Yang Sect.
"Chi!"
The black and white anger goes away so quickly.
Before the Rat King's sharp spear tip could reach him, Ye Qingfeng's black and white Qi came closer first.
Moreover, the black and white qi, blessed by the powerful essence in Ye Qingfeng's body, have amazing penetrating power, not inferior to the silver-white needles before the Rat King.
The Rat King's expression changed slightly, and the black light of the spear in his hand flashed, and then he waved a semicircular light curtain, blocking the few points of black and white energy.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
The black and white qi collided with the light screen, triggering bursts of sharp roaring sounds that stung the eardrums of all the rat demons.
"What a powerful spear!"
Ye Qingfeng's eyes narrowed.
With a casual wave of the spear, it can create a shield-like barrier that communicates with the master's mind. It is an excellent weapon for both offense and defense.
With that spear in hand, no wonder the Rat King had the confidence to clamor for Ye Qingfeng to kill him.
It turned out that the seemingly ordinary spear was actually a very restrained spirit. It must be said that in terms of inner beauty, it was very consistent with Ye Qingfeng's physique.
Such a good thing, given the current level of cultivation of the Rat King, is difficult to produce through sacrifice. I am afraid it is not a treasure passed down from the ancestors!
Ye Qingfeng raised a smile on his lips and became interested in the spear.
To be precise, he was very interested in the runes secretly engraved in the spear.
"Human race, you are so smiling!"
The Rat King cursed angrily, and with the spear in his hand, he pressed forward arrogantly and approached again.
Ye Qingfeng did not retreat but advanced, his black hair flying, his feet stepping on the steps of an old madman, like a ray of lightning, fearless and rushing forward in an instant.
Dare to take the initiative and pounce!
I simply don’t know how to live or die!
"Buzz~"
The Rat King's small eyes widened, and the black spear in his hand shot through the air, making a terrifying buzzing sound, and at an incredible speed, it was so fast that it pierced a big hole in the space, and pierced Ye Qingfeng's head.
In an instant, the tip of the gun approached.
Ye Qingfeng's figure rushing forward suddenly moved to the right at this moment.
This move seemed strange and unbelievable.
Running forward at such a fast speed, it is difficult to stop where you are, let alone stop and move to the right at the same time.
It was like an invisible rope. With a strong pull, Ye Qingfeng's galloping body was forcefully pulled aside.
However, this rope does not exist, and this sudden sideways movement, performed by Ye Qingfeng, is so smooth and pleasing to the eye.
Ye Qingfeng barely escaped the fatal blow, and at the same time, he punched the Rat King directly in the head with his right hand.
As the number one physique of all time, her physical strength is also terrifying to the point of being outrageous.
In terms of body strength, only the Ancient Holy Body can rank ahead of the Chaos Body.
The brother in her memory was the ancient holy body that ruled the roost in the flesh.
"boom!"
This punch was so domineering and infused with tremendous magical power by Ye Qingfeng that it was able to smash mountains into pieces!
The fierce fist wind, carrying the aura of death, was approaching instantly, sending chills down the Rat King's back and making his silver-white hair stand on end.
Ye Qingfeng's punch came so fast that the Rat King had no time to defend himself with his spear.
But how could the Rat King sit still and wait for death?
"Chi!"
The rat king, who was frightened, shook his body, and thousands of silver hairs all over his body suddenly shot out like countless silver rays.
Ye Qingfeng had anticipated this and retreated far enough away.
Silver hairs, filled with murderous intent, chased after her, but she raised their palms and slapped them down.
In the blink of an eye, the white hair of the Rat King was all over the ground, like thin threads paving the road.
At the end of the Silk Road, Ye Qingfeng stands tall and the jade tree faces the wind.
"You're a bit ugly."
In the face of the Ji family, Ye Qingfeng suddenly spoke so abruptly.
He looks quite handsome, but his mouth is a bit poisonous.
Although her punch just now didn't kill the Rat King in one blow, it didn't result in nothing.
In the panic just now, the Rat King shook with all his strength, and with just one blow, most of the hair on his body flew out.
At this moment, the Rat King only had a few short hairs, which were miserably protecting its entire round body, much like a pig that had lost its hair.
Ye Qingfeng did not smile. Out of respect for his opponent, he still had a serious look on his face.
But the naked rat king couldn't help shouting angrily:
"Damn it! You treacherous human race, did you do this on purpose? Hey! You traitor, you retreated so quickly, you must have done it on purpose!"
Ye Qingfeng was extremely well-mannered, but he also said ruthlessly: "In a life-and-death fight, you should be lucky that that punch didn't hit you in the head. Otherwise, you wouldn't have the chance to think you are ugly again."
"Ugly?!" the Rat King screamed, "You human monkey is the only one who's ugly! I'm going to make you drink!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the gun in his hand, and without caring, he shot towards Ye Qingfeng again.
When he went there, he was carrying a life-risking attitude. It was obvious that Ye Qingfeng's few words had stimulated his mind and confused him.
It's better to mess up your mind.
If your mind is messed up, you will easily make mistakes during the war.
In the world of self-cultivation, even the slightest mistake in the same-level fight means death.
Ye Qingfeng was very calm and stayed still, his eyes locked on the trajectory of the Rat King's attack.
The Rat King was like a silver-white ball of light, its two strong hind legs constantly stepping on the stone walls on both sides alternately, constantly approaching Ye Qingfeng.
The Rat King used the force of his pedaling to dash forward in a zigzag line. Sometimes the forward leap was far away, and sometimes the forward leap was very close.
With every forward attack, the Rat King's speed increases and accelerates. This is also a magical power of the Silver Rat Clan, just like continuously accumulating power before the final blow.
When the strength is accumulated to the extreme, it is necessary to take action boldly.
Who knows at what moment this figure, flashing and dancing in mid-air, will suddenly pounce on Ye Qingfeng, and then stab it out at a tricky angle, delivering a fatal blow.