Chapter 118 Hanging Order - Battle of Revenge

Looking at the deep scar on the forehead of the poisonous red clam, the Rat King sighed slightly and said in a tone that seemed to be steel:

"Little clam, after so many years, you are still so obsessed. Don't forget why we stayed in the human world, and how did you end up like this! Did you forget what Sister Shuang said when she left? You..."

" shut up, I think you are obsessed. Humph, today I will show you how I avenge this foot of that year!"

The angry poisonous clam interrupted the rat king's preachy chatter. A burst of light flashed, and his huge body had disappeared in place, and a strong man nearly two meters tall and shirtless upper body appeared. His originally full of pimples and ugly face looked particularly ferocious because of the scars on his forehead. Terrible!

Mu Yunfei can see from their conversation to words and deeds that the two obviously still know each other! And the relationship must not be shallow, but why it has become a great enemy of life and death now, the reason is not known by Mu Yunfei!

As the saying goes, there are many words without speculation. At this time, the two have already been entangled. In terms of strength alone, the poisonous red clam, which is famous for its fierceness, is not comparable to that of the rat king. The poisonous red clam's flying up and down palms are a round of attack on the rat king.

Every time the poisonous clam slaps, it goes to the point of his opponent. Obviously, his inner hatred for the Rat King is difficult to attach, and he really wants his life. The Rat King kept fighting beside the poisonous red clams with deft movements and at an extremely fast speed.

The seemingly skillful Rat King is actually not as easy as it seems. He knows in his heart that under the constraints of the human world, the two are equally strong, and now the poisonous red clams only use the pure physical strength, and the fire poison that makes people careless prevention has not been used.

As the Rat King guessed, the poisonous red clam used this hand-to-hand fight, but wanted to test the real strength of the Rat King first. He didn't expect to win with a few palms like this. Mu Yunfei, who endured the continuous invasion of toxins and the severe pain in the organs, wondered that every time the poisonous clam made a move, his right foot would take a heavy step on the ground. What is the significance of this action, which not only affects the attack speed, but also is cumbersome?

In this way, you punched me, you chased me, and the way you retreated continued to fight for nearly half an hour. After that, the Rat King took a hard hand and retreated back with the palm of the poisonous red clam. He stood firmly behind his figure and said solemnly:

"Little clam, don't say an hour, even if you play for three days and nights, you can't tell the winner. Don't hide it. If you have any tricks, just use it!" After saying that, the Rat King disappeared in an instant, and it seemed that it was the "ground magic" that he had always been proud of.

For the disappearance of the Rat King, the poisonous red clam was actually a little indifferent and grinned. He raised his right foot and stepped on the footprints he stepped on during the previous fight.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

With a loud noise, countless flame columns spewed out on the ground that the two passed when they fought before, and the rat king, who launched a raid on the poisonous red clams as soon as he performed the magic, was rushed straight by the flame pillar and hit directly from the ground into the air.

While worrying about the rat king, Mu Yunfei had to admit that although the appearance of the poisonous red clam was not flattering, he had a smart head. It turned out that the seemingly cumbersome step before had been in his calculation that as long as the Rat King launched the ground, the flame would spray out from the ground to the footprints.

Although the impact of such flames is basically useless for monsters at the level of the Rat King, the Rat King is still slightly stunned by this sudden attack. This short moment is enough for the poisonous red clam.

While the rat king was rushed out of the ground by the flame column, the poisonous red clam also jumped into the air. When the rat king came to his senses, the huge palm had hit his back heavily.

"Boom"!

A large pit nearly three feet wide and three feet deep was formed with the first close contact between the Rat King and the ground. Standing up, the rat king, who spit out a mouthful of blood, stared at the proud red clam, and a strong anger floated on his face. After raising his head and roaring at the sky, he kept waving his hands and saw countless gray rays shooting towards the poisonous red clams.

Looking at the gray light that suddenly appeared and came quickly, the poisonous red clam was also a little surprised. He said to himself, the Rat King actually had tricks that I had never seen before! Although he was a little surprised, the poisonous red clam's hand was not slow. He grabbed the flame columns a few times, and the flame columns all gathered into his hand and formed a red long gun composed entirely of flames.

The Rat King is a fire beast, which is generally one of the few double-talented monsters. In addition to earth practice, the "rat thorn" is the second talent power of the Rat King! Those gray rays are actually the hair of the Rat King, and their sharpness is much stronger than ordinary magic tools. This is the real trick for the Rat King to survive in the chaotic ancient period!

With the flame gun in his hand, the poisonous red clam easily picked up the rats one by one, but then there was a voice of surprise in his mouth:

"What?"

Since it is a unique trick, it will be so easy to break. The picked rat hair will fly back again and hide in the body of the Rat King, and then shoot out again, which is more powerful and faster than before.

After truly experiencing the horror of the rat king's move, the poisonous red clam couldn't help but feel a little anxious. After three rounds of pulling away the rat thorn in a row, he seemed to be unable to breathe.

Looking at the fourth wave of upcoming rat thorns, the poisonous red clam blew a breath at the flame gun. The long gun suddenly turned red and black, and then rotated with his hands constantly changing.

"Ding, Ding, Ding!"

After a sound of swords, the poisonous red clam only fell back. Mu Yunfei looked at it and shouted in his heart. Although the poisonous red clam blocked most of the rat thorns, nearly ten were inserted into his right shoulder, left arm, thigh, etc. Although it was not fatal enough, it at least caused inconvenience and created opportunities for the Rat King's next attack.

However, when Mu Yunfei looked at the poisonous red clam pulling out the rat thorn and the winner's smile on his face, he suddenly felt bad and quickly turned his head to look at the rat king. The slightly better rat king stopped attacking at this moment, half kneeling on the ground weakly, spitting red and black blood.

Looking at the appearance of the Rat King, the poisonous red clam laughed and walked forward and said:

Isn't it strange that you were poisoned by me? Your rat thorn is really powerful. If you don't want to take back your body and release it again, maybe the loser now is me!"

The rat king, who was already powerless to support, secretly scolded himself for being too careless and didn't notice that before the last round of attacks, the poisonous red clam abnormally blew on the flame gun. It was thought that it was poisoned at that time. When the rat thorn returned to the body, the toxin took the opportunity to enter. But now that I know what's the use, there has never been any medicine for regret in the world!

The poisonous red clam shouted incoherently at the chest of the rat king who kept kicking at this time and vented less air:

"Mouse, why did you stop me back then? Why? Say, why? Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell"

" Stop, that's enough!"

Mu Yunfei himself didn't understand that the shocking roar came from his own mouth. He endured the severely damaged pain inside, stood up with difficulty, and finally stopped shaking his body.

Although Mu Yunfei still doesn't understand the relationship between the leaders of the two major forces in this poisonous dream, why they are stuck in the human world and for what purpose! But anyway, if it hadn't been for the Rat King, Mu Yunfei would have become a delicacy of human-faced poisonous spiders at this moment! After thousands of years of kindness, it is impossible for him to watch the Rat King die and be indifferent. Even if he can't stop it, even if he lives, he will not hesitate!

At this moment, the almost crazy poisonous red clam was awakened by the sudden roar of Mu Yunfei. After kicking out the half-dead rat king, he slowly turned around. He seemed to see something very interesting. He couldn't help pulling back the corners of his mouth and his eyes half narrowed, saying in his heart. I didn't expect that this weak human monk could stand up after being hit with all my strength.

Mu Yunfei only felt the figure shaking in front of him, and the next moment he was choked by the hand like steel pliers and raised it up. There was a poisonous red clam laugh in his ear:

"Human, although I appreciate your courage, I admire your stupidity more. You were not worth my action, but now I have changed my attention!"

Mu Yunfei has a guard to escort him whenever he encounters a crisis. But now, he has never appeared. How can he break the big hand of the poisonous red clam just by his own strength? At this moment, Mu Yunfei can feel that he is so close to death. But he didn't blame him in his heart, but on himself for relying too much on him unconsciously!

Just as Mu Yunfei closed his eyes feebly, the poisonous red clam suddenly let go of his hand and looked frightened. Regardless of whether Mu Yunfei, who fell softly on the ground at this time, was alive or dead, hurriedly retreated. The Rat King, who lay sideways and could not move, also opened his mouth wide at this moment, with a surprised face, but he asked himself in disbelief:

"How could it be her, how could it be her..."