Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 185 - 124: Golden-Haired Demon Rat, Celestial List Talent (Part 4)

Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 185 - 124: Golden-Haired Demon Rat, Celestial List Talent (Part 4)

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Chapter 185: Chapter 124: Golden-Haired Demon Rat, Celestial List Talent (Part 4)

A burst of golden light spewed from its mouth.

Rushing straight into the inner room towards Han Wushang...

"It’s actually a rat, what a huge rat!"

Before Chen Ping could reach, his eyes narrowed.

He had clearly seen the rat’s golden fur and red eyes, its body suddenly enlarged, its Qi Mechanism was fierce and bloodthirsty.

Under the impact, the house and furniture shattered into fragments like tofu and paper, unable to block it at all.

Sima Rou’s Sword Light had just risen, only to be charged by the beast-shaped illusion, the Sword Momentum couldn’t be executed, only feeling countless tiny golden rays piercing and whistling, Qi Force like waves.

Shocked her body into a backward flight.

At the same time, the golden-haired rat was also slowed down slightly by Sima Rou’s Silent Silver Moon-like Sword Light, its speed slowed.

Despite its wretched and rounded appearance, its nature was truly fierce...

With a flick of its thin head, jagged fangs bared, its form turned in the air, pouncing towards Sima Rou with a swoosh.

Whoever blocks its way is killed.

Chen Ping, ten feet away, shouted with a thunderous voice.

"Courting death."

The voice was like thunder, making roof tiles and flowers tremble, and the ground shook, dust rolling, the rat’s body trembled, yet it didn’t stop.

However, though its speed was quick, Chen Ping’s speed was even quicker.

A silver light already stabbed through.

In Chen Ping’s eyes, the entire house transformed into a vast network woven from countless threads, the two human forms and the golden-haired rat seemed no longer flesh and blood, transformed into a tangled mass of black and white threads.

His sword merged into the wind, his form evoking a cold moon-like silver light, faintly merging into the wind.

As the sword struck out, clearly still at a distance, it silently reached the front of the rat’s head.

"Puh..."

The blood light burst forth.

A sharp squeak rang in his ears, the rat’s body split with countless openings, golden-red blood spurted out.

At the same time, sharp fangs suddenly bit down.

Chen Ping’s sword felt light, the front half cracking, already bitten off.

His face turned solemn, seemingly unconcerned, his form turned like the wind, his entire body bursting with bright silver patterns, the Broken Sword slashing out a round moon.

Whoosh...

Inside the house, a sudden strong wind arose.

One of the rat’s eyes was blinded, the other eye had just revealed a bloodthirsty fierce look due to biting the Long Sword... Seeing the Sword Light, its neck shrank suddenly, its form shrunk dozens of times, transforming into a fist-sized golden rat, screaming as it fell to the ground.

Even with its quick transformation, it couldn’t stop the Clear Wind Shadowless Sword driven by Chen Ping’s twenty-eight thousand pounds of tremendous force.

The Sword Momentum was extremely fast.

Slashing through the golden rat’s illusion, cutting off its long golden tail, amidst the squealing cries, the ground split into a long trench, the house was divided into two, directly slashing open a distant rockery.

Chen Ping’s sword drew blood, his emotions stirred slightly, his spiritual vision saw a golden thread already traversing underground, leaving the Primordial Martial Hall courtyard, whistling along the alley.

"Master, I’ll be right back."

Chen Ping’s form landed, transformed into several illusions, soared up, with two leaps, he darted into the night sky.

These moves unfolded rapidly, like a flash of lightning.

Sima Rou only managed to swing a sword, took two steps back, held the sword across her chest.

In front of her, her own disciple had already finished the fight, the person was already dozens of yards away.

"In the end, who is the master here?" Sima Rou was stunned and looked at the streak of silver light disappearing from her sight, not even having the thought to pursue.

She only felt incredibly fortunate.

My luck here, really can’t be described.

Having received such a disciple, can lie down and win for a hundred years.

"No, just now he..."

The enormous shock hadn’t settled, Sima Rou seemed somewhat dazed again.

As she lifted her head, she saw her daughter Han Xiaoru who had just arrived, and Han Wushang emerging from the inner room, all with shocked expressions on their faces.

"That’s the Great Success in Silver Body Realm."

"Indeed, not only Great Success in Silver Body Realm... but Sword Technique has improved considerably, the attack power is strong." Han Wushang sighed, "This golden-haired rat, if I’m not mistaken, should be the Master Anman’s golden-haired rat from the Celestial Witchcraft Sect, an Innate Demon Beast."

During the day dealing with the Innate Level’s Great Desert Mad Saber, Chen Ping had to rely on sneak attacks, narrowly managing to kill the opponent.

Come nightfall, he could single-handedly face an Innate Demon Beast, confronting it head-on, striking the beast devoid of any resistance, forced to flee madly.

The speed of such a power increase, how can it be reasoned?

"My apprentice has the potential of the Celestial List."

Sima Rou was stunned for a moment, suddenly burst into laughter.

For a moment, all worries and apprehensions disappeared.

Now, only time was needed, as long as this growth period wasn’t missed, who would dare provocation at the Primordial Martial Hall?

Primordial Sect’s resurgence is imminent.

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