Zhang Ziyu looked at the mouse by the wall, it was smashed by him and was seriously injured, at this time it got up and began to move again, but it ran very slowly.

"Kill it first! One less is one! ”

He lifted his sword, jumped out, and the tip of the sword went down a little.

Similar to a sword move, a dragonfly points to water.

I don't know if he was scared, Zhang Ziyu's speed was very fast, much faster than when he fought with the rat before.

He struck it with his sword, and the mouse broke off in two.

It is worthy of the standard sword of Shushan, and it is extremely sharp.

After killing the mouse, Zhang Ziyu collected his sword and came back, not looking at the dead mouse, nor at the rat in the wall, but looking at Zhou Qiang.

When he looked over, he happened to see Zhou Qiang retract his gaze, didn't look at him again, and finally walked towards the door, about to turn on the light.

"Impulsive!" Zhang Ziyu sighed in his heart.

One is because rats are so disgusting; The second is because he doesn't know how many rats are in the wall, and he can't install them all to the end.

It's just that you've already made a move, so don't think about it too much, you can only look for another opportunity to lure.

He took his sword, pulled away, and stepped back, away from the wall, almost to the balcony.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The swarm of rats ran over the ceiling and further on, falling into the wall.

"Shhh......h

"Poof!" With a bang, a pair of red eyes rushed out of the hole in the wall that the mouse had broken through just now.

It jumps hard!

But he couldn't reach Zhang Ziyu's distance, and the sound of "dong" fell to the floor.

It ran two steps, jumped again, and pounced on Zhang Ziyu.

The distance was far enough, Zhang Ziyu had enough room to react, and when he saw the mouse pounce, he leveled the sword and blocked it with the sword body.

I saw that the pair of blood-red eyes quickly approached, but they paused in the air, turned and folded, bypassed the sword body, and attacked him!

It's another trick!

But how could Zhang Ziyu suffer two losses in the same move?

He was already prepared, and he put his sword horizontally, everything!

"Smack!"

All of a sudden, the lights came on!

Zhang Ziyu, who had already adapted to the darkness, was flashed white in front of his eyes and lost the direction of the mouse in front of him.

Slash with a sword!

His heart was agitated, and he subconsciously tilted his head, and he felt a wet thing fly past his face.

"Boom!"

Behind him, something hit the railing.

He turned around and saw the mouse rolling over from the ground in a daze.

Compared to the previous mouse, which was the size of an orange cat, this mouse is about its offspring, and it is only about two months old in snow and snow.

One is because there are a lot of rats; Second, because his strength had been exposed, Zhang Ziyu did not hesitate, turned around with a sword, and then divided the mouse into two.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sword came out here, and there was the sound of heavy objects falling behind him.

Zhang Ziyu turned around and saw that as soon as he turned around, there were already three mice as big as Xue Xue on the ground. There was another one at the mouth of the hole, about to jump out. And the ceiling is still shaking, and it is not known how many rats are inside.

This batch of rats has mutated and is quite intelligent. The three rats that landed on the ground did not jump again, but were on the ground, rushing towards him quickly.

These are probably the descendants of the original mouse.

Zhang Ziyu retreated again and distanced himself, but there was already a balcony railing behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

He looked at the rats rushing towards him, holding his sword, and didn't know which one to cut.

A thought flashed through his mind, this Shushan Sword is really not easy to use.

At least when it comes to dealing with rats, it's not very useful.

But the ground rats ignored Zhang Ziyu's thoughts, and they quickly narrowed the distance.

Looking at their front teeth, tiny blood-red eyes, long beards, and dirty fur, Zhang Ziyu smelled the stench in his arms and wanted to vomit again.

The rat was already very close, Zhang Ziyu no longer hesitated, and took his sword to slash at the one on the right, but ......

Empty!

This rat that is not injured is too fast.

The mouse on the left was already at his feet, and he had no way to retreat, so he raised his foot and kicked it at the running mouse, hitting him in the head.

The rat was kicked far away!

“？”

Zhang Ziyu realized that these mice looked huge, but they were still too small compared to humans.

What's more, he can now be regarded as a congenital master.

How can a mere rat be compared to him?

Realizing this, Zhang Ziyu was shocked, and when he saw the mouse running from behind, he jumped to the side......

Easily avoided.

About to land, Zhang Ziyu suddenly heard "Dang!" There was a muffled sound, and he hurriedly looked over, and saw the door, Zhou Qiang didn't know where to touch a shovel, and a shovel was slapped on the hole in the wall.

Zhou Qiang helped.

However, Zhang Ziyu's brows furrowed.

The rat that had avoided it at first came running, and he could have slashed it with a sword, but he didn't.

"Blanch!" He scolded.

asked Zhou Qiang again, "How many rats are there?" ”

"I don't know!" Turn off the lights, turn on the lights, and now, Zhou Qiang finally spoke again.

There were still many rats in the wall, colliding with the shovel, with great force, Zhou Qiang's hand trembled a few times, and finally he couldn't stop it and was knocked away.

"Whoa......

In an instant, four fat rats fell out of the hole.

Go to block the entrance of the cave again, it's too late, Zhou Qiang slapped it with a shovel, hit two, but didn't die, he was about to mend the knife, and another mouse turned around and rushed towards him.

The shovel he slapped had to be taken at the mouse.

But the rat was very fast and ran away, missing the shovel.

Zhou Qiang had no choice but to retreat until he leaned his back against the kitchen door and fought anxiously with the rats.

I don't know how many rats there were in the hole, Zhou Qiang killed a few, and three or four more gathered around him; And because Zhang Ziyu killed other people's parents, more than a dozen rushed towards him in a row.

More than a dozen, and the number is still increasing.

Zhang Ziyu finally didn't have to pretend anymore, because this was really unbeatable.

He took his sword, fought and retreated, and after killing a few, he retreated to the bedroom, and fought fiercely in the bedroom, hacked a dozen to death, and returned to the living room.

When he came out of the bedroom, there were five more behind him; And seven rats came out of the wall and rushed towards him.

The bad news is that Zhang Ziyu was caught in the front and back, and the sword was almost unable to swing.

Only then did he understand why Ling Shijian said that if he could use this Shushan standard sword to complete a complete set of swordsmanship, even if he had started swordsmanship, because picking up six or seven catties of things and dancing six or seven catties of things were two different things.

And the good news is that there are no more rats coming out of the hole in the wall.

Seven in the front, five in the back, and the last twelve mice.

Zhang Ziyu has not been injured until now, but he is very tired, his wrists are sore, and he is sweating profusely.

Seeing the current scene, he pointed his left hand into a sword and pointed at his eyebrows.

At the center of his eyebrows, there is a sword qi of the Spirit Poetry Sword, and he can make an envoy.

He believed that when this sword qi came out, it could kill these twelve rats in an instant.

Watching the seven rats in front of them get closer and closer, closer and closer......

Zhang Ziyu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Qiang.

Zhou Qiang's side had already killed seven or eight rats with a shovel, and now there were three more running around him, and he was holding a shovel, leaning against the wall, and was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other.

Zhang Ziyu withdrew his left hand.

One hand is sore, then two hands!

Sword in both hands!

"Drink!"

He shouted angrily and slashed down with a sword.

The sword is out, and the blood is splattered!

The blade of the sword is more than three inches into the quartz stone floor tiles!

Four rats were cut in half.