Ping Sanjiang didn't expect that he would be whipped away again, and he was immediately annoyed and angry, and rushed towards Zhang Qingyang as soon as he landed.

Zhang Qingyang was not afraid at all, and greeted him, the strength reserve was too small, so he naturally fought quickly.

The two were about to collide together, and black gas suddenly gushed out from Ping Sanjiang's hands.

Zhang Qingyang's eyelids jumped, and he watched as the black qi turned into a hideous rat bone sword, and at one end of the hilt was a huge skeletal rat head, with sharp teeth.

Needless to say, this must also be a rat pet arm.

Ping Sanjiang slashed obliquely with his sword, and Zhang Qingyang used the dragon to swim all over the world, and if his body slid on the surface of the water, he was about to move to his side and back. At this moment, the skeletal rat's head suddenly opened its mouth and let out a sharp hiss.

Zhang Qingyang suddenly heard a heart-rending rat roar in his ears, and the Venus in front of him burst out, and his head tingled like a nervous disorder.

Zhang Qingyang almost stumbled, and his pace was suddenly disrupted.

The corners of Ping Sanjiang's mouth pulled out a hideous smile, how could the rat bone sword be so simple.

Seeing the rat bone sword slashed down like lightning, Zhang Qingyang endured the pain and smashed the only remaining soul bricks over.

The terrifying sword wind swept in, faintly smelling of rusty blood, but the sword slashed by lightning appeared to freeze briefly in midair.

"It works!"

The Soul Plate Brick bought Zhang Qingyang precious time, forcibly suppressed the harassment of the demon sound, and once again cast the dragon to swim all over the world, swimming to the other side of the Pingsan River.

The ratbone sword slashed diagonally against the back of his backbone.

The ground burst with a terrible radioactive rift. The plant at the location of the sword mark then appears to be in a state of decay.

Ping Sanjiang grabbed the ground with his sword, and kicked with a lightning kick in the air, like a mammoth grabbing the ground with its head.

The cat-tailed python wrapped around his calf, and with a sharp drag, Ping Sanjiang was pulled down. Immediately, the rat bone sword slashed towards Zhang Qingyang's calf against the ground.

The two rolled and fought on the side of the road, rolling into the forest and out of the forest. In the earth-shattering battle, the two of them made a unique move, and the murderous spirit was awe-inspiring.

The air was filled with the whining sound of the rat bone sword, and Zhang Qingyang had to concentrate with all his might so as not to be affected by it.

On the contrary, Zhang Qingyang's accumulation of soul bricks in the past few days has just been basically used up, and there is one less means to restrain the other party. In terms of mental duel, it is obviously slightly inferior.

Ping Sanjiang has an obvious advantage under the bonus of two rat pet weapons. Although Zhang Qingyang has not shown his defeat for the time being, after all, his qi is weak and weak, and it is impossible to maintain a long-term battle.

Even now, Zhang Qingyang has felt that his strength is rapidly declining.

"I can only do it. Zhang Qingyang made up his mind.

"Berserk!" Zhang Qingyang let out a low sigh, his tired body could maintain an outbreak for a very short time, and he had to attack wildly at any cost.

The body whose strength was almost dry suddenly erupted with terrifying power.

Ping Sanjiang showed a shocked gaze, Zhang Qingyang suddenly bullied forward, and the dragon traveled to the extreme, constantly moving and legs around Ping Sanjiang.

Out of the legs, out of the legs, out of the legs.

There is only one thought left in Zhang Qingyang's heart, that is, to get out of his legs.

The leg shadows were continuous in patches, constantly being cut by the rat bone sword, and then filled with more leg shadows again.

Zhang Qingyang felt that the blood was burning all over his body, his scalp was numb, and every hair seemed to exude a burning smell. The continuous leg shadows overlapped and overlapped, submerging the Pingsan River like a stormy wave.

An impulse surged into his heart, and Zhang Qingyang suddenly jumped high.

The body and legs are united, and they are quickly cut down. It was like a green dragon shaking its head and tail that rushed down from the sky, opening its huge mouth and biting towards Ping Sanjiang.

The power of the divine dragon shocked all directions, and the neighing sound of the rat bone sword in the air was suddenly suppressed to the point that only the sound of nothingness remained.

Ping Sanjiang's heart was cold, and he slashed horizontally with his sword.

In mid-air, a faint dragon roar sounded.

Zhang Qingyang fell to the ground, and the sound of the dragon's groans was still lingering.

Ping Sanjiang looked at Zhang Qingyang in disbelief, fear lurking in the depths of his eyes, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead.

The arm that was holding the ratbone sword suddenly cracked from shoulder to shoulder and fell like a machine part. The rat bone sword was inserted into the ground, and Ping Sanjiang's arm was still grasping the hilt of the rat bone sword.

The skeletal rat head on the hilt of the sword suddenly turned its head and bit Ping Sanjiang's severed arm into his mouth.

The sharp teeth were like chewing bones, and they swallowed the whole arm.

A burst of red light lit up on the blade, as if it was moistened by flesh and blood, and the rat bone sword was inexplicably more luster.

This change attracted Zhang Qingyang's sideways attention, and he secretly said evil.

Ping Sanjiang suddenly howled, turned around and fled.

Zhang Qingyang didn't chase it, not because he didn't want to chase it, but because he had run out of oil and dried up, and his combined state was almost impossible to maintain. The high-intensity fierce battle just now certainly defeated the opponent, but at the same time, it also exhausted the last of its strength.

As soon as Ping Sanjiang ran, Zhang Qingyang's combined state suddenly collapsed that was difficult to maintain. One man and one cat were lying on the ground at the same time, unable to stand up, panting for breath.

Although Zhang Qingyang was thirsty, hungry, and tired, his head was still buzzing, and there seemed to be a terrible rat chirp echoing in his ears. But Zhang Qingyang was very happy in his heart, the enemy he had just defeated, but the person who needed to look up not long ago was no longer his opponent.

After a long time, Zhang Qingyang trembled and got up.

Panting and greeting the Titan Cat, he continued to walk towards Nanling City, which was already not far from Nanling City, and the earlier he returned to Nanling City, the sooner he would be safer.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Qingyang suddenly turned around and walked towards the rat bone sword, this is a very valuable trophy, and he has to take it with him.

The rat bone sword was straight into the ground, and under the sun, it had an indescribable mystery and strength.

In addition, there is some horror, it is supposed that the bones of some rat pets are strung together by some kind of metal to form the shape of a sword. On one side of the back of the sword, many hideous bone claws extended.

There was a thin red thread in the middle of the rat bone sword, flowing vividly, as if the sword was still alive.

The height of the sword more than one meter long was level with Zhang Qingyang's chest, Zhang Qingyang reached out and was about to pull it out, the rat bone skeleton on the hilt of the sword suddenly opened its mouth, revealing a few sharp teeth, and its hollow eyes stared at Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang was startled and retracted his hand suddenly. The rat bone skeleton quickly returned to silence.

When Zhang Qingyang stretched out his hand again, the rat bone skeleton immediately opened its mouth again, looking hideous and terrifying.

Zhang Qingyang glared at it, but he didn't dare to make a move easily. The rat bone skeleton was not an ornament, and one of Ping Sanjiang's arms was eaten by it.

Zhang Qingyang stretched out his hand suddenly, as fast as lightning.

The rat bone skeleton suddenly made a "click" grinding sound, and the bone claws on the back of the sword suddenly came to life, opening their teeth and dancing their claws.

Zhang Qingyang and the Rat Bone Sword were frozen there for a while.