Chapter 42, Snatching

The silver light flashed, the explosion had already sounded, the forehead of the white-haired zombie was blown to pieces with half of its face, the player let out a cheering sound, the white-haired zombie's body shook violently, but it did not fall, and only half of the mouth of the mouth let out an unusually poignant scream, the whistling sound was like a stormy wave, wave after wave, suppressing the sound of the entire battlefield.

The player's face was shocked.

"Abuse animals, eat me with a sword." A figure shot towards the white-haired zombie, and the sword light was dotted, like a rainstorm pear blossom.

"Sanren master, Wu Hai, bronze-level master." Someone exclaimed.

Wu Hai held the three-foot falling star sword, shaking out a little pear blossom, as if there were thousands of sword shadows, making it impossible to see which one was real and which one was fake, and the dense collision sound sounded.

Dingdingding......

Sparks bloom up and down the front body of the white-haired zombie, lighting up the flames. The players in the distance were all shocked, it was so fast, almost beyond the limit of their line of sight, that no one could see how many swords Wu Hai had struck in total.

The white-haired zombie roared, but after being injured, it obviously slowed down, and it couldn't catch Wu Hai, Wu Hai swam around the white-haired zombie, and the speed of the sword was faster. However, the discerning person still saw the problem, although Wu Hai attacked happily, but the effect was not great, the flaw of the white-haired zombie was on the top of his head, but it was blocked by his claws, and there were countless swords on his body, but he couldn't break through its defense.

"Wu Hai, you can't do it, you have to look at me."

Another person jumped out of the crowd, dressed in armor, extremely majestic, with a small round shield in his right hand and a broadsword in his left hand, which was a bronze weapon, the Moon Reflecting Sword.

It can already be seen from the outfit that this person should be a child of the noble family, and ordinary players can already smile when they can get a moon sword, not to mention the eye-catching armor suit. Sure enough, someone on the side let out a low exclamation.

"The captain of the 'Silver Snake Expedition', He Zhenfei, a bronze-level master."

At once, two bronze-level masters came, and finally entangled the white-haired zombies, and the rest of the people successively occupied the favorable terrain and launched attacks, especially the archers, who kept shooting arrows. However, the white-haired zombie is a boss after all, not an ordinary mob, even if so many people besiege it, it is still extremely violent, and there are constantly screams, either the neck is twisted, or the intestines are dragged out, or the arm is torn, which is extremely tragic.

Not long after, Zhao Xiaolong, who had been shocked before, ate a power seed to suppress the injury, picked up the bright silver spear, and joined the battle group, with three bronze-level masters, and five or six black iron-level masters working together, the fierce flame of the white-haired zombie was finally partially suppressed. There are still tragic deaths, but the pace has slowed down.

The wound on the head of the white-haired zombie has become the focus of the attack, everyone, you sword me and I slash, Rao is white-haired zombie's body is as hard as iron and can't withstand such continuous attacks, the nose is cut off, half of the four fangs are missing, and the cracked mouth has long been closed, which is already ugly, and now it is even more disgusting.

The battle unconsciously moved to a position thirty meters away from Liu Wei'an, Liu Wei'an has not been shooting since he shot the white-haired zombie, there are hundreds of people here, he only has two people, the probability of grabbing the white-haired zombie is too small, he must seize the opportunity, not blindly attack, after the white-haired zombie's head was blown off half, he knew that the white-haired zombie was not the opponent of these people.

In Liu Wei'an's understanding, whether it is a carrion, a walking corpse, a zombie or a white-haired zombie, it should all be transformed by people, although the process is not clear, but it is still human in nature. But judging from the situation he encountered, the size of the carrion corpse is smaller than that of the walking corpse, the size of the walking corpse is smaller than that of the zombie, and the white-haired zombie in front of him is the largest zombie he has ever seen, about two meters and one, which is very difficult to understand, is it that the taller the person in front of him, the more powerful the zombie becomes after death? Or after death, zombies can enter the meeting, and they will grow higher and higher.

The muscles of this white-haired zombie are stiff and dark, and the biggest difference between this white-haired zombie and the normal zombie is that there is a layer of white fluff on the surface, don't underestimate these fluff, it looks soft, but it is actually as hard as iron, and the sword is difficult to hurt, as if wearing a natural protective clothing on the white-haired zombie. Fluff is not only a hard problem, it is highly poisonous, and if the player accidentally touches it, it will turn into a pool of blood in less than five seconds, which is very terrifying.

Another roar came out, and Liu Wei'an sensitively discovered the abnormality, and the white-haired zombie's eye sockets, which had not moved, faintly flashed red light, and a strange fluctuation came out around the body. Wu Hai, Zhao Xiaolong, and He Zhenfei, the three bronze-level masters, did not say a word, and left the battlefield with an illusory move.

The two black iron level masters also sensed something, although they didn't know where the crisis came from, but the intuition in their hearts made them quickly distance themselves from the white-haired zombies, but they were still one step too late.

Whoop......

A subtle and sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and the white hair on the white-haired zombie suddenly broke away from the body and shot out, entraining the force of cracking the mountain and cracking the rock, shooting in all directions. The players who were attacking around Zhenghuan didn't have time to react at all, and they were shot by the white fluff, and the sharp pain spread throughout their bodies, and their bodies began to melt.

In a few seconds, more than 100 people turned into a pool of blood, and the screams came and went quickly. Only one black iron level master escaped by shrinking behind because he had a half-body shield, and the player clearly saw that the fine iron shield was densely covered with dozens of fluff and pierced deeply.

Only Zhao Xiaolong and Wu Hai escaped safely, and it was not too late for He Zhenfei to leave, but the armor on his body affected the speed, and he was shot into his body by the fluff, the black iron level armor suit, the defense ability can be said to be first-class, ordinary zombies can't break it, but in front of this white fluff, it is not enough to see, and it shattered three layers of defensive light shields in a row, and finally a fluff shot through the armor and pierced into He Zhenfei's left hand, He Zhenfei gritted his teeth and chopped off his arm with a sword, and his painful face was deformed.

"Do it!"

Just when everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, Liu Wei'an drank softly, and the top-grade Tuomu bow made a vibration, and a rune arrow shot out with lightning.

Syllable!

The fluff on the white-haired zombie has just ejaculated, and immediately a new layer of fluff grows out, from the inside out, extremely fast, and when it is found, it is still a sharp tip, and it has become three inches long in the blink of an eye. When the arrow was about to hit the half-shattered head, it was discovered by the white-haired zombie, and the lightning raised an arm.

The rune arrow exploded, only two fingers were blown up, but this was enough for Liu Wei'an, and a rune arrow appeared behind the rune arrow, like a white horse passing through the gap, passing through that gap and hitting the center of the eyebrows.

Bump –

The white-haired zombie was powerless, his head was blown up, and the minced meat was splashed everywhere, and a red light was particularly dazzling in the minced meat.

Serial Arrows!

The figure flashed, Lu Yan appeared, grabbed the flying red crystal, she took the corpse pill, she didn't have to worry about the corpse poison, picked up the corpse of the white-haired zombie and left quickly.

All this happened too fast, until Lu Yan ran out of seven or eight meters, and the surrounding people reacted, and Zhao Xiaolong shouted: "Stop her." ”

Whoosh ......

A rain of arrows came, and seven or eight fell, all of them arrows in the eyebrows, killing with one arrow, and they didn't even snort. Lu Yan rushed out of the gap and came behind Liu Wei'an. The back is full of chasing players, and when they kill the white-haired zombies, these people are afraid, but at this time they are very bold and desperate.

Liu Wei'an shot while retreating, his fingers swaying back and forth between holding the arrow and drawing the bow, leaving a series of dazzling shadows, incredibly fast, just exiting about thirty meters, the players' circular encirclement had been formed, and dozens of archers aimed at him and Lu Yan. He Zhenfei's face was pale, and he didn't look at the dozens of corpses left on the ground, and he came out of the crowd and stared at him coldly.

"Leave behind the corpses and the seeds of strength, and spare you from dying."

"All I need is the Power Seed." Wu Hai's face could not see joy and anger, although he was alone, how could the aura of a bronze-level master be comparable to that of an ordinary person, and one person would occupy a large position.

"In that case, I have no choice but to choose the meat sac." Bruce Zhao appears on the left. As a result, the three bronze-level masters all stood up.

The others are either not strong enough, or their status is not high, they have the heart to shout, but they don't dare, but they are unwilling to let go of such an opportunity, they stand still one by one, their eyes flashing, thinking about how to fish in troubled waters if the three bronze level masters fight. Power seeds and meat sacs, just grab one and send them out. There are also people who know that there is no hope, they are purely watching the play, looking forward to how Liu Wei'an will respond, whether to compromise or resist? Either way, it's not easy.

"Get out!" Liu Wei'an's response was only one word, which was quite simple and crisp.

"Looking for deathβ€”" Before the three bronze-level masters could speak, the black iron-level master who had luckily survived from the fluff shot rushed up with a roar.

Whoosh –

No one could see the path of the arrow, all they saw was a shadow. While! This black iron level master blocked this arrow completely with his battle consciousness, and the next moment, the shield exploded, and an arrow appeared from behind, passing through the shattered shield fragments and piercing his throat.

Ho ho –

The man's throat moved twice, and he fell to the ground suddenly, and only then did he take a step away.

It's too fast.

Many people subconsciously shrank their necks, and their gaze at Liu Wei'an changed. The existence of a black iron-level master who can kill in seconds is definitely not an ordinary person.

Liu Wei'an suddenly turned his eyes, an arrow meteor shot out, He Zhenfei's hand couldn't fall halfway, holding the sword in one hand, splitting four arrows in a row, fast and urgent, others didn't see what was going on at all, only heard a series of violent collisions, the fire was shining, He Zhenfei suddenly snorted, the moon sword was bounced open, the door was wide, at this time, the silver flashed, like a white horse passing through the gap, and a sharp arrow hit his heart.

A transparent shield appeared, blocking the deadly arrow. There was no joy on He Zhenfei's face, there was only thick anxiety, the arrow exploded, the defensive cover shattered, and the hidden arrow appeared and pierced the heart, and He Zhenfei's sword with all his strength was too late, and the look in his eyes instantly turned to ashes.

Liu Wei'an's gaze swept the audience, the murderous intent loomed, and the tuomu bow that was drawn into a full moon was not spoken, the meaning was obvious, whoever was disobedient would be He Zhenfei's end.

One person, one arrow, shocking the audience.