The peachwood sword that was attached to Chen Feng's spiritual power directly pierced the zombie's chest like chopsticks piercing tofu.

The zombie who was hit hard screamed miserably, and grabbed Chen Feng with both hands. It's a pity that because he was stabbed in the chest by the peachwood sword, he didn't have much strength at all, and even the spiritual power on Chen Feng's body didn't break.

Poof, Chen Feng exerted a little force, and the peachwood sword was pulled out of the zombie's chest. As for the zombies, they jumped back a few steps and fell to the ground with a bang, their bodies convulsing constantly. However, since the place where the peachwood sword stabbed was not fatal, it could only struggle indiscriminately on the ground.

"The next time Chen Feng fights zombies, don't make such a dangerous move."

Uncle Nine came to Chen Feng's side with satisfaction, patted Chen Feng's shoulder, and taught with a concerned face.

Chen Feng nodded humbly when he heard his uncle's words. I knew that I was a little too self-righteous just now. He didn't care about the zombie attack at all, and let the zombies grab him. You must know that the nails of zombies are stronger than ordinary sharp blades, and they can easily break through people's bodies.

"Thank you Master for teaching, just now I just saw that this zombie had just formed, and it couldn't break through my defenses at all, so I did this."

Uncle Nine nodded, what he said just now was just a reminder to Chen Feng, in case he encountered some blue zombies in the future, if it was still like today, it was very likely that his shoes would get wet.

Seeing that the zombie was defeated, Liu Dalong came to the zombie with his own guard probe.

Just saw the zombie, Liu Dalong instantly lost his voice and fell directly to the ground.

"Dad, how did you become the ghost you are today"?

When the zombie lying on the ground saw Liu Dalong coming to his side, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he struggled to catch Liu Dalong.

Uncle Nine walked directly in front of the zombie, and the hand that stretched out at the zombie was a kick, and the zombie arm, which was originally as strong as iron, was immediately kicked off by Uncle Nine.

"Dashuai, Ling Zun has now become a zombie and his relatives don't recognize it, and he just wants to kill you when he comes over, and now that the zombie is not completely dead, Dashuai still shouldn't be so close to the zombie."

Although he was very unhappy with Liu Dalong, Uncle Nine still reminded him kindly in the heart of a Taoist priest.

"I feel like my dad can save him again, aren't you a Taoist? Hurry up and cast a spell to turn my dad back."

Liu Dalong didn't know which tendon in his head was wrong, so he ordered Uncle Nine very funny.

Uncle Nine was a little stunned for a while, and looked at Liu Dalong dumbfounded. Although he and the others are indeed cultivating against the sky, the legendary heavenly immortals do have the ability to reverse life and death, but this is not what they can.

Especially Liu Dalong is still a provincial governor, so he also has great luck, don't you even understand this truth?

"Okay, it's okay, come on, close the team."

Liu Dalong also seemed to know that he had lost his words, if he could really turn the dead into the living, then there would be no more dead people in the world.

"Dashuai, now that Ling Zun has become a zombie, he must cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and then cremate the corpse. Otherwise, with the zombie's repair ability, it won't be long before he will reappear alive, and then the big man will be in danger again, and I suggest that he be cremated immediately."

Uncle Nine frowned and looked at the zombies who were still struggling on the ground, and said to Liu Dalong with a straight face.

"No, absolutely not, I'm a dutiful son. What my father was most afraid of when he was alive was fire, and what he said was that if it weren't for the fact that the place where my father lived before his death could not be put into the ground, Lao Tzu would have built a mausoleum for my father that was more powerful than the old witch of the previous dynasty."

Liu Dalong directly rejected Uncle Jiu's proposal, looking like a dutiful son.

Uncle Nine suddenly became a little anxious, "If this is the case, it is likely to threaten your life." And once the zombies spread, there will be no grass within a radius of dozens of miles, and I hope that the big boss can put the world first and get rid of the zombies as soon as possible."

"I said no, it's not good, where is so much nonsense, you stinky Taoist priest dare to talk nonsense to me and say anything important to the world, Lao Tzu will shoot you right now, what does the world have to do with me, Lao Tzu just guard my mountain, and you still need to come and teach me."

Liu Dalong pointed at Uncle Nine impatiently, but remembered what Chen Feng said, and put the gun back with some sneer.

Uncle Nine was a little helpless for a while, looked at Chen Feng, hoping that Chen Feng could come up with some way.

Chen Feng nodded at Uncle Jiu and came to Liu Dalong with a relaxed face.

"Dashuai, do you want to become something that this person is not a ghost or a ghost"?

Liu Dalong looked at Chen Feng with a puzzled expression, and then at the zombies lying on the ground and struggling.

Now his father is very ugly, he was still kind and kind when he was alive, and now his whole body is covered with white hair, and his face is wrinkled. If it weren't for some signs of his life, he wouldn't have recognized the zombie in front of him as his father. If you let yourself become this thing, it's quite unwilling, people die in the sky, so let me die a little more decently.

Seeing this, Liu Dalong couldn't stop shaking his head again and again.

Chen Feng saw Liu Dalong's reaction, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

For these warlords during the Republic of China, telling them about the morality of the world is simply playing the piano to the cow, it is better to directly say something related to their vital interests.

"Dashuai, we said before that you had these situations, in fact, you were scratched by zombies. If you don't treat it, you will become a denied family like him in the future."

Chen Feng pointed to the ground, still struggling with the zombie road.

"If you have something to say, you can say it quickly, don't always say it half-by-half, I am a little anxious to hear it."

"Are you being despised?"

Chen Feng touched his nose a little unnaturally, and thought secretly in his heart. I have listened to the expert's lecture hall in this way of speaking, which is more conducive to people listening to their own ideas, how can I get here but it is not good, no wonder they all say that the expert is a brick family, it is indeed a brick family.

"Dashuai, your disease can't be treated with ordinary methods now, you must cut off the zombie's teeth and grind them into powder and wash them down, and fight poison with poison to cure your disease, otherwise you will wait to become like him, and finally die without even scum."

Hearing Chen Feng say this, Liu Dalong couldn't bear to turn his head and look at the zombies lying on the ground.

"Dad, for the sake of your son, you should be wronged. You loved me the most when you were alive, and you can do something good for me when you die."

Knowing that the life and death of zombies are actually related to themselves, Liu Dalong doesn't care about filial piety or not at this time, only alive can there be hope, isn't it? He is the governor of a province, and the glory and wealth are still waiting for him.