"Whoosh!"

Haoran's breath stagnated, and a foul-smelling bloody breath filled his nasal cavity. Just when his arm immediately hit Hao Ran, he saw Hao Ran's body twist strangely, and his head was thrown to the side and narrowly dodged.

(The dodge of the Cangyun Wandering Dragon has taken effect!) ）

But Haoran's surprise can only end here.

"Touching ......"

The dull sound of flesh crashing echoed in his ears, and Hao Ran only felt that all the air in his lungs was squeezed out, and his eyes were dark. The front chest had been hit by the arm of the corpse that had arrived from behind, and its entire body flew in the air, making a slender arc across the five-meter-wide street and crashing into the houses across the street.

"Thunderbolt ......"

A chaotic sound sounded, Haoran smashed through the wooden window and flew into an abandoned house, smashed a dilapidated dining table, and lay in the broken sawdust coughing constantly, a trace of bright red blood slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Roar!"

The corpse roared angrily, smashed the wooden pillar in front of him with a wave of his arm, and walked towards the ruins where Haoran had fallen with a much faster pace than a normal person could walk.

"Ahem! cough cough cough ......"

Hao Ran covered his chest red with blood, slowly stood up, and looked through the window on the dead body walking quickly.

(Damn!) Why is this resurrected corpse so powerful, its head is as hard as steel...... Could it be a boss-level demon...... ）

Staring at the approaching corpse, Hao Ran was stunned by the information that appeared in front of him as soon as his thoughts passed.

Race: Burning the Undead of Hell

Name: Bloody Thorn - Odysphes - The Walking Dead

Strength: Strong (Hell Elite)

Weaknesses: Head (fatal), legs (disabled)

Introduction: The Walking Corpse is the evolution of the resurrected corpse, which is formed by constantly absorbing the energy of hell while devouring human flesh and blood, and they have several times the strength of humans, because the body does not have a lack of speed under the erosion of the hell liliang.

The strength classification of hell demons, Hao Ran has also heard Tassamet introduce them, and ordinary demons are divided into, minions, elites, warriors, commanders, and lords, five levels.

I don't know if I was lucky or unlucky, but on the way to escape, I encountered an elite-level walking corpse, and I was injured without knowing the strength of the enemy. If he turns his head and runs away now, maybe this walking corpse won't be able to catch up with him, but the strong bloody aura on his body will only stimulate these hellish demons to gather more and more, and zuihou will become food for a group of corpses.

(You can't run away...... You can only fight! ）

When Hao Ran was in his heart, this infernal elite-level walking corpse had already arrived at the door of the abandoned house.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, sawdust flew, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the wooden door, which was already dilapidated, was reduced to pieces under the huge bombardment of the walking corpse.

Although this demon is an elite-level walking corpse, it doesn't seem to have much intelligence, as if it only has prey in its eyes, and everything that goes out to prey in front of it will be destroyed.

The walking corpse broke into the door, and Hao Ran glanced at the window and found the dagger falling on the street, and a jihua who destroyed the walking corpse gradually came to mind.

"Magic Missile...... Magic Missile ......"

Hao Ran waved his hands together, and two magic missiles the size of a football, like a cannonball out of the chamber, with a rotating spiral energy, quickly wanted to fly away.

How big can a house be, the distance between a person and a corpse is only 6 or 7 meters, and the magic missile arrives in an instant, hitting the body of the walking corpse one after the other.

"Boom...... Rumble! ”

The magic missile exploded suddenly, and a powerful shockwave raged through the small room, and the walking corpse that was hit by two magic missiles head-on, smashed the door frame and flew backwards at a speed ten times faster than entering the door, crashing into the ruins across the street.

The dilapidated wooden house was bombed and could collapse at any time, and the old room furnishings were also a mess.

There was a sharp pain like a pinprick in his mind, which made Haoran's eyes go black and he almost fainted. But the walking corpse is still eyeing outside, and now fainting is no different from looking for death, Haoran doesn't want to die in a foreign land like this.

Enduring the sharp pain like a pinprick, Hao Ran Fei rolled forward through the window and fell to the ground, and the person had already appeared where the dagger fell, and quickly picked up the dagger and held it in his hand.

"Roar! Rumble......"

An angry roar rang out with the sound of the wooden house exploding, and the two charred arms of the walking corpse pierced through the layers of ruins, and in an instant, sawdust flew and the rubble shot in all directions like cannonballs, and the already crumbling house collapsed under the powerful liliang of the walking corpse.

(This guy was made of iron, and the two magic missiles seemed to have only scorched its skin.) ）

The walking corpse rushed out of the ruins strongly, and the charred black body that was hit by the magic missile was also exposed to Hao Ran's eyes, Hao Ran looked at the walking corpse rushing towards him in horror, and the palm of his right hand holding the dagger had been soaked and slippery with sweat.

(What to do, this guy is surprisingly hard!) I don't know if Jihua is still feasible...... Nima, fight! It seems that this is the only way to do it...... ）

After thinking about it, Hao Ran raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his dusty face changed from the previous lightness, revealing a crazy color, and with a low shout, he rushed forward against the walking corpse without advancing or retreating.

"Die!"

"Roar!"

A person and a corpse rushed head-on, Hao Ran raised a magic missile in his left hand and flew towards the head of the walking corpse, the walking corpse seemed to know the power of the magic missile, and actually crossed his arms in front of his head, and continued to rush forward under his feet.

Seeing the actions of the walking corpse, the corners of Haoran's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

"Boom!"

The magic missile slammed into the walking corpse's crossed arms with a strong spiral energy, and the violent impact of the explosion stopped the walking corpse's progress and pushed it back as many as three steps, leaving footprints more than half a foot deep on the ground with each step of the walking corpse.

"Roar!"

The walking corpse's anger seemed to be at its peak, arms hanging at his sides, cloudy pupils staring ahead, and roaring deafeningly.

However, after the roar, the walking corpse froze for a moment, and there was still a human figure in its eyes.

"Shhh......h

The sound of the fabric cracking came from the feet of the walking corpse, and it turned out that at the same time that the walking corpse was hit by a magic missile, Hao Ran rushed in front of the walking corpse at full speed when the walking corpse had just stopped its shape.

I saw that Haoran's figure was stunned, and he made a sliding shovel movement, and slashed from the right side of the walking corpse's body against the ground, and at the moment of staggering with the walking corpse, the dagger held backwards turned into a cold thorn on the corpse's right leg, and the dagger broke through the flesh and went straight to the handle, almost piercing out of the knees of the walking corpse.

Hao Ran wanted to spin the dagger to expand the damage, but he didn't want to have the sweat in his palms, and with the momentum of the sliding shovel, he didn't hold the dagger, but left the dagger in the crook of the walking corpse's leg.

"Roar!"

The walking corpse roared, and swept towards Haoran with a powerful liliang in his left leg.

The strong wind pressure made it difficult for Hao Ran to breathe, and in the face of the attack that was close at hand, on the other hand, Hao Ran didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and was still lying on the ground.

The walking corpse that was close at hand, the scene in front of Haoran, who was smelly of fishy smell, became blurred, and the pain in his mind made him almost unconscious, but he still endured the pain and quickly raised his right hand.

"Magic Missile!"