Chapter Eighty-Four: Support Comes Forever Too Slowly
Xu Xiaobai was about to die, and he himself was unprepared for it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info But there is no chance of survival at the moment, and the zombie still has Xu Xiaobai's sword on its back, although it is bleeding nonstop, it does not affect its combat effectiveness at all. It lifted its right foot high, and the next moment, the big foot weighing more than a thousand catties would stomp on Xu Xiaobai's head, and his dreams and ambitions would disappear from now on.
With a bang, the zombies flew into the sky.
Xu Xiaobai, who was waiting for death, found that the foot did not fall on his body, the figure of the zombie had gone into the air, and the original position of the zombie was replaced by a man in a suit.
His right leg is raised high and he uses a classic movement in taekwondo. Although the zombie had been kicked away by him, he had no intention of putting his legs down, as if showing off how strong his ligaments were. His legs are extremely slender, and any man would be jealous when he sees them.
Xu Xiaobai saw the identity of this man at a glance, and said weakly: "Long Qianshan, if you come a little later, we will all be reimbursed here." β
Long Qianshan ignored Xu Xiaobai's joy and dazedness for the rest of his life, but when he heard Xu Xiaobai's voice, he slowly put his legs down and said lightly: "Who cares about the life and death of you, a miscellaneous fish, I am here for zombies." β
"Then you're too slow." Xu Xiaobai let out a sigh of relief, and after escaping the catastrophe, he used all his remaining strength to slowly stand up, and moved to Su Musha's side step by step.
Su Musha quietly looked at Long Qianshan's back and did not speak. On the contrary, Long Qianshan turned around and greeted her: "I'm sorry, that guy in the east said that he wanted me to take care of you, but my sensing ability is too poor, and I didn't find out until the earth-shattering fight on your side." β
Su Musha shook his head: "He is him, I am me, don't take his words too seriously." β
"That makes sense," Long Qianshan nodded thoughtfully, "However, since you are a member of our Demon Slayer Hunter team, I can't ignore you being bullied by zombies like this." β
The zombie was kicked far away by Long Qianshan, and at this moment it had stabilized its body, and it instinctively felt that the man who kicked it just now was not comparable to the previous three people, his strength was very strong. But the zombie didn't know what fear was, it roared, and ran towards Long Qianshan with all its strength, the sound of its footsteps made the earth tremble, and the fangs in its mouth looked so terrifying in the moonlight.
Long Qianshan glanced at the zombie with disdain, and said lightly: "I don't know what is dead or alive." β
The zombie had already arrived in front of him, and suddenly with a bang, Long Qianshan kicked out extremely quickly, and the tip of his foot kicked the zombie's jaw without any mistakes, and a huge force kicked the zombie into the air again. This time, Long Qianshan didn't have a single kick, he followed in the air like a shadow, and kicked countless kicks at the zombie's body. An afterimage rose on the tip of his toes, and the speed of this round of fast feet had broken through the limit of the naked eye, and an afterimage was actually formed, and the zombies were kicked like a broken kite by this round of heavy feet and it was difficult to land.
Foshan has no shadow feet!
Huang Feihong, a martial arts master in the late Qing Dynasty, had a stunt, called Foshan Shadowless Foot, because the foot speed was extremely fast, ordinary people couldn't see how he kicked at all, and it was difficult to defend, so he got the name of Shadowless. Huang Feihong became famous in the rivers and lakes of the late Qing Dynasty with his unparalleled footwork, but after his death, his footwork was not passed down, which once made many Chinese sigh.
At this moment, Foshan's shadowless feet reappeared in the world, and the only people who could see the true body of this footwork were Su Musha, Xu Xiaobai and Wang Da Hammer in the field. The three of them were extremely shocked in their hearts, and they all said in their hearts that there was really such a fast footwork in the world. In fact, speed is still second, the key is that such a fast footwork can still have such a majestic force, which is simply a violation of the laws of physics.
Long Qianshan kicked out an unknown number of kicks, and finally collected his figure and landed steadily on the ground, and after ten breaths, the zombie fell from the air to the ground, smashing out a huge deep pit, and the zombie lay motionless, and the muscles on his body were kicked into pieces by Long Qianshan's footwork.
Of course, Xu Xiaobai would not be naΓ―ve to think that this zombie was dead like this, and he kindly reminded him: "Be careful, it has an incomparably powerful self-healing ability, and it will soon return to its original state." β
Long Qianshan didn't take Xu Xiaobai's words to heart at all, he suddenly appeared in front of the zombie, and without waiting for the zombie to make any reaction, he had already stepped on the zombie's head, and with a bang, there was a small pit on the ground that already had a big pit in an instant. Long Qianshan actually stepped the zombie's head into the ground with one foot.
Boom, another kick, boom, another kick. Long Qianshan seemed to enjoy this process very much, and he kept shutting down, the zombie's head had sunk deep into the ground, and his entire neck was bent in an exaggerated arc.
"Long Qianshan has killed countless zombies, but he has never used any sword or weapon." Su Musha reluctantly sat up, watching the battle between Long Qianshan and the zombies under Xu Xiaobai's support, and couldn't help muttering, "When the zombies meet him, it can be said that they didn't cultivate in their previous lives, because he has always tortured zombies to death." The zombie's head was kicked off by his unparalleled foot force, and he would suffer great pain before dying. β
Sure enough, he is worthy of being the deputy leader of the demon slayer hunter team, such strength is really daunting, but I don't know how his mentality of abusing zombies was formed.
Seeing that the zombie was about to die, Xu Xiaobai's tense nerves gradually relaxed. Suddenly, Long Qianshan stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced around vigilantly. The next moment, he suddenly left the zombie and came to Su Musha's side, kicked Xu Xiaobai away with one kick, and helped Su Musha to his back with one hand.
"What are you doing!" Xu Xiaobai was kicked out and asked unwillingly. Although Long Qianshan didn't use his real strength with this kick, he just wanted to kick him away, but Xu Xiaobai, who was seriously injured, felt that the pain of being kicked by this kick all over his body was incomparable.
"Those guys are coming here." Long Qianshan ignored Xu Xiaobai's questioning, turned around and said a word to Su Musha.
"Let's go." Su Musha did not hesitate.
"Cheap kid." Long Qianshan glanced at Xu Xiaobai with disdain, and the next moment he rose to the sky with Su Mu on his back and disappeared.
"Hey!" Xu Xiaobai looked up to the sky and shouted, but Long Qianshan did not stop at all, and had already disappeared with Su Mushao. A trace of loss flashed in Xu Xiaobai's heart, and he still didn't have time to say goodbye to Su Musha after all, nor did he have time to hand over his mobile phone to her. The next time you want to meet her again, you can only rely on luck.
Long Qianshan had just left, and suddenly there was the sound of a siren whistling in the distance. Xu Xiaobai finally knew why Long Qianshan left suddenly, it turned out that these people came.