Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 641 - 635 Battle in Progress (2nd Update)

"Oh?" Tyrant Rat’s smile thickened slightly, "Is Lord Qiu Wu trying to chase someone away?"

"Chase someone away?" Qiu Wu stared deeply at Tyrant Rat, then nodded, "If you think so, that’s fine."

Tyrant Rat’s eyes narrowed, "Lord Qiu Wu, are you sure you want to chase someone away?"

Tyrant Rat’s aura had completely condensed, like a bomb about to explode!!!

"Certain." Qiu Wu nodded.

"It seems, Lord Qiu Wu wants to turn Hui City into another Yangcheng," Tyrant Rat’s voice was cold, his gaze shone brightly, almost impossible to meet head-on.

"Brother Rat, if you feel you can slaughter the hundred thousand souls of Hui City as easily as those of Yangcheng, just go ahead," Qiu Wu was not intimidated at all.

Tyrant Rat stayed silent.

Qiu Wu also stayed silent.

Until several breaths later.

Suddenly.

"Rawr, rawr, rawr..." In the silent, icy atmosphere, it was as though someone had shattered the icy landscape, Tyrant Rat suddenly opened his mouth wide, his throat trembling as he roared.

His mouth opened very wide, grotesquely exaggerated, and as it opened, his human face transformed into a rat face.

And his human body also swelled rapidly, accompanied by a golden glow.

In the blink of an eye, a standing, over ten meters tall, golden-furred rat appeared.

Its claws were dark and unimaginably sharp and lethal, flashing with a deadly light, while its teeth were silvery white, akin to swords meant for slaying.

"Die!" Having reverted to his true form, Tyrant Rat said nothing further, his rat eyes locked onto Qiu Wu, and a claw came crashing down.

Qiu Wu was fully prepared, showing not a trace of panic or shock, his long-prepared right hand lifted fiercely.

Above Qiu Wu’s right hand, traces of red divine charm wafted about, almost like a glove, wrapping around his fist layer by layer.

Clash!!!

Claw and fist collided.

Tyrant Rat’s claw directly penetrated into Qiu Wu’s fist.

"Your claws can ignore the Mysterious Qi Protective Shield?" Qiu Wu exclaimed in shock, letting out a roar, his mind greatly disturbed, he quickly withdrew his fist. As he retreated, he grabbed a long sword in his hand.

The long sword was a half-step Dao artifact, and Qiu Wu had refined it for countless years, merging almost completely with it, fitting him extremely well.

"Die!!!" Yet Tyrant Rat, seizing the advantage, was relentless. His gigantic body, far from being cumbersome as one might expect, was exceedingly agile and swift. His feet stamped onto the ground, his toenails easily piercing into the cliffside, making his stance steadier.

With no defense, Tyrant Rat charged forward at an astonishing speed, in a blink, he closed in on Qiu Wu, lifting his rat claw to strike again, this time towards the top of Qiu Wu’s head.

Qiu Wu, however, swung his arm, and with the speed of a laser beam, the long sword danced through the air, hissing as it traced countless sword shadows across the sky.

The sword shadows, as if they had eyes, all locked onto Tyrant Rat’s claws.

Crack, crack, crack...

Soon, those sword shadows contacted Tyrant Rat’s claws, sparking a series of purple-black sparks and emitting a series of ear-splitting screeching noises.

However, despite this, Tyrant Rat’s claws were still enveloped in a black glow, sharp as ever, showing no change at all.

"How is that possible?" Lord Qiu Wu’s complexion changed drastically, as if a heavy hammer had crushed his heart, violently churning. He had intended to cripple Tyrant Rat’s claws, effectively halving Tyrant Rat’s strength, but who could have foreseen...

"The Golden Rat clan, are they something you can imagine?" Tyrant Rat sneered, baring his teeth in a chilling and fierce manner. His murderous intent was undisguised, filled with cruelty and excitement as he stared at Lord Qiu Wu as if looking at delicious food, "Swallowing you will increase my strength yet again, won’t it?"

"You think to devour This City Lord?" Lord Qiu Wu gritted his teeth, his figure flashed, speeding up, even weaving through smoke, fluttering and flickering, completely obscuring his whereabouts.

"Such incredible speed!" Tyrant Rat’s cold sneer diminished slightly, somewhat shocked.

"Tyrant Rat, do you think This City Lord would challenge you without absolute confidence?" Lord Qiu Wu’s voice echoed in the air, also completely scattered, impossible to pinpoint his location.

Lord Qiu Wu had just yesterday successfully cultivated a Mid-Grade Divine Level Body Technique martial skill.

It was because of this that he dared to confront Tyrant Rat today. Even if he wasn’t a match for Tyrant Rat, with this formidable and terrifying speed, he could still stand his ground, couldn’t he?

"Die! Die!! Die!!!" Tyrant Rat suddenly roared, his voice extremely loud, filled with rage, and his claws flailed aimlessly in all directions.

Bang, bang, bang...

Each claw strike landed on the cliffs, each blow leaving a massive crater.

Not only that, but the originally tall, dark red, ancient cliffs began to shake unstably under the strain, as if there was an earthquake, on the verge of collapsing.

Tu Yun, Niu Kang, and others’ faces drastically changed, no longer caring about anything else, they desperately fled toward the distance.

"Blind attacks are just a waste of Qi Power!" Facing Tyrant Rat’s overwhelming offensive, Qiu Cang mocked disdainfully, with that scorn and disdain echoing in his voice.

Suddenly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The sound of blades suddenly swirled up, exploding like thunder from a clear sky, accompanied by those eye-catching, strange, and rapid blade lights.

Qiu Cang appeared to be capable of instantaneous movement, continuously flickering, sometimes appearing at Tyrant Rat’s legs, sometimes at his waist, sometimes flashing on his shoulder, at various positions!

And with each movement, that spot would be marked by a golden scar, with golden rat blood streaming from the wounds, coating the golden fur.

"This defense is unimaginably horrifying!" Although he repeatedly hit Tyrant Rat, Lord Qiu Wu was unimaginably shocked in his heart.

He had put all his strength into each strike, yet despite that, he could only just barely puncture Tyrant Rat’s flesh with each blow, without going much deeper.

The depth of the wounds was just one inch at best. For Tyrant Rat, these could only be considered superficial injuries!

"Aaaah..." Tyrant Rat roared painfully and angrily. Although they were only superficial, he was still hurt.

Proud as Tyrant Rat, how could he accept this? Moreover, even superficial wounds are painful.

Thus, Tyrant Rat’s rage began to violently accumulate, like a hurricane storm, gathering momentum recklessly.

Soon, as the anger reached its peak, Tyrant Rat’s originally black eyes rapidly turned a golden yellow.

"I want you dead!!!" Tyrant Rat lost his sanity, his claws waving even faster, and what was more terrifying was that his claws passed over his own body, tearing open bloody wounds on his own flesh.

This made Lord Qiu Wu’s scalp tingle.

So ferocious.