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Chapter 996: Chapter 504: Consort Ying

Before the words were completely spoken, the tall mouse-man suddenly accelerated, darting forward directly, accompanied by a piercing shriek.

In the surprise attack, only the tallic sound was heard as the tall mouse-man drew his sword from its scabbard, raising it to the sky with montum, and chopping down grandly.

“Are you an Upper Immortal…”

Fang Zhixing contemptuously raised his hand, lightly pinched the sword edge with two fingers.

Squeak~

The sword halted in mid-air, unable to advance an inch.

Then, Fang Zhixing thrust out a foot, kicking the tall mouse-man’s stomach, and the terrifying power instantly knocked him flying backwards.

Fang Zhixing didn’t even glance at the result, turning to close the city gate, shutting out the mindless zombies outside.

The world beca significantly quieter.

The two walked inside, past the city gate, entering a wide long street.

The next mont, the scene that ca into view made one hold their breath uncontrollably.

Only to see rows upon rows of tall mouse-n standing on the long street, countless in number, if not ten thousand then at least eighty thousand.

All of them were wearing standard armor, shining with silver light, looking very majestic.

This scene was truly spectacular, bringing an indescribable sense of oppressiveness.

“Ten thousand Heavenly Soldiers?!”

Fang Zhixing’s pupils slightly contracted, and his breathing beca heavy.

Hua Manshuang’s expression froze, losing her bloom.

Such a vast number of mouse-n, still capable of endless resurrection, how could they be defeated?

To make matters worse, those Heavenly Soldiers and Generals act as one, doubtlessly there is a commander behind these mouse-n, whose strength might be unfathomable.

“Chee!”

Before they could catch a breath, the mouse-n army shrieked in chaos, rushing forward, fiercely and violently.

“Kill!”

Fang Zhixing did not back down. With the support of the Dao Ancestor’s Blood River, his power was nearly limitless.

In other words, no matter how many Upper Immortals there were, they couldn’t exhaust him.

“Don’t talk about being Upper Immortals, even if you were Ninth Grade Golden Immortals, you wouldn’t hurt an inch.”

“Blood Crossing All Lives!”

Fang Zhixing’s aura leaked, advancing boldly.

Seeing this, Hua Manshuang felt a surge of excitent, following Fang Zhixing’s steps, in perfect harmony.

The two charged forward fiercely, sweeping away all in their path, flesh and blood flying, no mouse could withstand.

Ten miles, twenty miles, fifty miles…

The long street was truly long.

Gradually, Hua Manshuang grew weary from the killing, the relentless exertion beca a tornt.

Even the wind stops eventually.

Fang Zhixing turned his head and said: “Rest for a mont, I can still hold on.”

“…Alright!”

Hua Manshuang gasped, nodded slightly, and embraced Fu Yaozhong, focusing on recuperating.

Eighty miles, a hundred miles, a hundred and fifty miles!

The armored mouse-n increased as they were killed.

Fang Zhixing’s expression was callous, like an unfeeling killing machine, slaughtering endlessly.

The long street was dyed red, blood flowed and drifted, the scene was extrely brutal.

Unnoticed, three days passed.

Fang Zhixing had killed for three days, sweeping across all directions, invincible.

“Can’t be killed, absolutely can’t be killed!” Hua Manshuang was sowhat exhausted.

Fang Zhixing was about to encourage her with a few words, when suddenly he caught sight of a sneaky figure from the corner of his eye.

At a corner in an alley, a white-furred little head peeked out, with eyes twinkling adorably.

The little head found Fang Zhixing looking over, t his gaze briefly, then imdiately shrank back, seeming very frightened.

But after a while, the little head cautiously extended again, the expression on her face sowhat conflicted.

After hesitating for a mont, the little head waved her hand, shouting: “Hey, you two co over here.”

“Able to communicate!”

Fang Zhixing’s eyes flashed, hesitated little, and pulled Hua Manshuang along to move over quickly.

“Follow , this way!”

The little head turned and ran.

She was a young female mouse-man, dressed in a white dress, with two ponytails, looking like a seven or eight-year-old child.

The alleyways were intricate, the little head took short steps, nimbly navigating streets and alleys, twisting and turning, familiar with the path.

The two followed closely.

Shortly after, the little head opened a door, calling: “Co in quickly.”

Fang Zhixing cautiously scanned the courtyard behind the door before entering.

Bang!

The little head closed the door and quickly bolted it.

Then she turned around, widened her eyes, and carefully scrutinized Fang Zhixing and Hua Manshuang.

“Young girl, what is your na?” Fang Zhixing asked.

The little head put her hands behind her back and seriously replied: “My na is Ning Ding!”

Fang Zhixing responded: “My surna is Fang, from outside…”

Before he could finish, Ning Ding suddenly glanced at the direction of the main hall, gestured to hush, lowered her voice and said: “Keep it down, don’t wake my mom, once she wakes up she’s very hungry, we used to have a lot of servants, but my mom ate them all, even my two brothers were eaten by her.”

Fang Zhixing’s breathing paused, while Hua Manshuang felt a chill run down her spine, goosebumps rising.

Ning Ding beckoned them, leading them into a room.

Upon entering, Fang Zhixing noticed many bookshelves, filled with nurous scrolls and jade scrolls.

It turned out to be an ancient-styled study!

“Have a seat.”

Ning Ding invited, as she ran out carrying a teapot.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing imdiately scanned the entire study room.

Suddenly, his gaze locked on the bottom of the second row of bookshelves.

A thick scroll deeply attracted him.

Because the scroll prominently displayed four words: “Prison Suppressing Tribulation Skill”

“No way…”

Fang Zhixing walked over, picked up the scroll, and unfolded it, quickly reading.

What he saw was astounding!

“It’s actually the real Prison Suppressing Tribulation Skill!”

“And, it’s the complete version!”

Fang Zhixing had cultivated the Prison Suppressing Tribulation Skill, knew it inside out, and could instantly discern its authenticity.

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