Fan the dust in the air, and looked down the crack on the wall, Wang Xie saw a "macho" zombie with miserable green arms and strong body muscles.

kicked the two people who continued to "lie on the corpse", reminding them to stay away and lie down, Wang Xie stared at the zombie without taking his eyes off, for fear that it would make some sudden moves.

The two people next to them were good, raised their heads to look at the situation at the scene, and when they saw the mountain-like body, the two of them were so frightened that they ran to the corner of the corridor in the distance. Hanging in the corner, only showing a little bit of his eyes, he fixed on the lively scene that was about to happen.

Wang Xie couldn't control the shame of these two associations, and his attention was all focused on the hands and feet of the zombies in front of him. Judging the next movements of this zombie, he couldn't allow any distractions during the period, and he didn't dare to let go of the slightest detail. If you are careless, you can't say that the zombies will kill themselves in seconds.

In this tense and explosive atmosphere, the zombie's legs bent slightly, touching the ground and making a thumping sound, and then it slowly stood up.

The first moment it raised its head, Wang Xie saw its ghost-like eyes filled with a miserable green light. Looking at each other, Wang Xie was directly scared out of a cold sweat.

Roar!

When the zombie came into contact with the anger of the person, it immediately opened its bloody mouth full of rotten breath, and an extreme stench erupted along with its roar.

"Gross!"

Wang Xie was standing not far away, and the smell from above hit him head-on. Between breaths, Wang Xie accidentally inhaled a mouthful, and suddenly there was a churning contraction in his stomach. He retched, suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit, and hurriedly pinched his nose with his fingers, not daring to exhale again.

As the heavy sound of feet on the ground sounded, under Wang Xie's gaze, the zombie rushed towards him with a single step.

Approaching the body, the zombie's right hand formed a fist and bombarded Wang Xie. Seeing this, Wang Xie was not sloppy, his face showed a serious and serious expression, he took a step forward with his right foot, stretched forward with his left hand and quickly grabbed the zombie's wrist, and hit his right shoulder forward.

The two made physical contact, making a dull sound. Wang Xie and the zombie's bodies were each impacted and retreated a few steps back.

grinning and rubbing his shoulders to relieve the pain, Wang Xie said a little contrivedly: "I'll go ⊙∀⊙!" , what is this, so hard! It's fiercer than that special zombie last time! ”

The zombie did not pause, his right foot stepped on the ground hard, and his body rushed out at great speed.

"Hey, don't treat Lao Tzu as a bad person." Wang Xie roared angrily, and then instead of retreating, he rushed towards the zombies.

Diagonally to the left to dodge the hand grabbed by the zombie, Wang Xie's right foot stomped on the ground hard, and his body swept over the zombie's body like a cannonball, and then slapped his palm on the back of the zombie's neck. As for why he didn't hit the back of the head, it's very simple, he wasn't tall enough to reach it. [(♯'∧ ́) The protest of Wang Xie's children was heard here. 】

Don't look at the soft palm of his hand, but the moment it hit the zombie, an unusually huge force erupted from the contact point.

With a thud, the zombie fell to the ground.

Clapping his hands, Wang Xie said to the two behind the wall with a stinky expression: "Come, come out!" This thing isn't my enemy. Ahh ”

Behind the wall, the two looked at the zombie that fell to the ground, and when they saw that it was motionless, they walked out with a slightly relaxed expression, and gave Wang Xie a thumbs up, and the two laughed flatteringly.

((18)ōᴗō)۶, Wang Xie's heart was dark, but there was no expression on his face, he turned his back to the two of them, and said slowly: "Lift his head, and then go to the next place." ”

"Yes, sir." Laughing in response, the two were about to make further moves. Suddenly, a slight muffled snort sounded from the zombie's mouth. When they heard this, they were both frightened and hurriedly slipped behind the wall.

Moving a little, the zombie came to its senses and stood up.

Wang Xie turned his back to the zombies, and he didn't know the specific situation yet. He just said casually, "Okay, okay?" Come on! ”

"Boss! Chief! The zombies are alive! ”

Behind the wall, the two saw that Wang Xie was still posing for his criticism, and hurriedly reminded him in trembling voices.

"Huh? (๑•̌.•̑๑)ˀ̣ˀ̣”

Wang Xie turned his head blankly, and saw a mountain-like figure rushing towards him at great speed.

Bang!

Wang Xie was knocked out directly, and a mouthful of blood mixed with the mess in his stomach gushed out instantly.

The zombie didn't care what he did, he directly pursued the victory, ran quickly to the place where Wang Xie landed, and stepped on it hard......

After all, Wang Xie is a person who has cultivated ancient martial arts, and the discomfort in his stomach does not affect the movements in his hands, so he saw him holding the zombie's feet with both hands and turning it over hard. The right foot swept towards the leg where the zombie was standing, and the left foot lifted and pressed against its neck.

Another muffled sound was heard, and the zombie's body lost its balance and fell to the ground. With this, Wang Xie's body rolled on the ground a few times and stood up not far away.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand and supporting his waist with the other, Wang Xie's eyes were staring at the zombies, and his brows were twisted.

"Go call someone!"

Wang Xie said with a serious face.

"Huh?"

The two of them haven't come to their senses yet. Reflexively replied.

"Ahh Go call someone! ”

Wang Xie roared vigorously, and the range of movement was too large to cause pain in his waist, and he grinned in pain.

"Whew!" With a clear promise, the two hurried to find someone.

Roar!

The zombie roared again, slowly stood up, and stared at Wang Xie with eyes full of miserable green light.

"Phew!"

Spit out the mixed foreign object in his mouth, Wang Xie showed a wry smile.

Boom! Boom!

The zombie spread its legs, charged slightly, and popped out in an instant!

Wang Xie held his waist with his left hand, stretched forward with his right hand, did not collide with the zombie, held the zombie's wrist, and quickly retreated to the side and forward.

This time, although Wang Xie dodged the attack with skill, the pain in his waist also made his brows twisted.

The zombie didn't know what it meant to be forgiving and forgiving, so it turned around quickly and continued to pounce. Wang Xie had no choice but to endure the back pain, touch the zombie's shoulder with his right hand, stretch out his right foot, and throw the zombie out.

( 0 x 0 )！

The intense friction made Wang Xie's back pain worse. Gradually, with a few rounds of exertion, Wang Xie's clothes were wet with sweat, and the whole person was sluggish.

Panting, watching the zombie continue to pounce, Wang Xie thought about breaking it away at one time, but the body's reflexes couldn't keep up with the thoughts in his head.

I saw a large green body slam into a thin figure, knocking him out of the way.

Bang!

fell to the ground and paddled back a few meters away, and Wang Xie immediately vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Enduring the back pain, Wang Xie wanted to stand up, but his body couldn't use his strength......

"Well, I'm not going to die here like this." Looking at the zombies rushing over, Wang Xie's mouth was full of helpless muttering.

The zombie strode to Wang Xie's side, stepped out, and felt the wind driven by this foot, Wang Xie knew that if he was stepped on, he would definitely not survive. But he really couldn't move the slightest.

Seeing the zombie's feet getting closer and closer, Wang Xie was a little confused.

Suddenly, messy footsteps rang out. At this critical moment, a white light struck the zombie's foot with an indomitable sharp intent, and the huge impact force made the zombie unable to maintain its balance, and fell straight to the ground, without stepping out of the killing kick.

Wang Xie opened his eyes soaked with sweat, and looked at the place where the footsteps sounded, and the shame of the two associations walked quickly to his side with a tall and heroic body.

Being helped up by a person, Wang Xie smiled bitterly and said, "Weiqing, thank you." ”

Looking at Wang Xie's weak physical condition, Zhang Weiqing nodded lightly, "It's okay, I'm here, you have a good rest." Letting the two of them take Wang Xie back to rest, Zhang Weiqing turned his head to look at the zombies, and controlled the fine iron sword in his hand to draw white sword rays in the air.

Roar!

When the zombie saw the food in his mouth fleeing like this, he stood up with a loud roar, staring at Zhang Weiqing with his dark eyes, as if he was going to spew fire to burn him to the ground.

Then, without the slightest delay, it immediately slammed into Zhang Weiqing powerfully.

ヽ(๑Θ｡ Θ๑)ﾉ

Zhang Weiqing looked at the zombies rushing over with a calm face, and his right hand swept through the air. A white sword slashed out and stabbed at the zombie's neck.

Feeling the sharp sword light seeping into its skin, the zombie hurriedly stopped, his hands in front of him, and his body turned to the side.

With a pop, the fine iron sword penetrated the zombie's palm, and a stream of rotten blood spilled out, but it was stuck in the hand bone, unable to move forward half a step.

Faced with this situation, Zhang Weiqing's face still did not change, his right hand was raised upward, and another fine iron sword rushed out of the quaint wooden sword box, slashing a white light in the air, stabbing at the zombie.

Seeing another sword stabbing at him, the zombie roared angrily, reached out and pulled out the fine iron sword that pierced through his hand, and threw it towards the other one that attacked.

The two swords collided together, and the advancing force was interrupted, and they flew in other directions.

At this time, Zhang Weiqing raised his feet and rushed towards the zombies. On the way, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a fine iron sword in the air, and stabbed at the zombie with an indomitable spirit.

Before approaching the body, the zombie stretched out his hand, held the blade directly with his left hand, and did not let it break free, and fanned his right hand horizontally.

Zhang Weiqing immediately decisively gave up the long sword in his hand, and his body quickly retreated. I saw the zombie's palm rubbing the tip of Zhang Weiqing's nose and fanning it.

Narrowly and dangerously avoiding the zombie's attack, Zhang Weiqing then moved his fingers together, and summoned two fine iron sword forks from the sword box in front of him, blocking the zombie's next punch.

Zhang Weiqing looked at the zombie, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. With a pop, the tip of a fine iron sword pierced through the zombie's neck, and came out with gushing rotten blood. It turned out to be the sword that was knocked away by the zombies, and at the tense moment of the battle, Zhang Weiqing distracted and controlled the sword to attack and kill the zombies in the back, while he attracted the attention of the zombies in front, so that he could kill with one blow.

In the distance, Wang Xie completely saw the whole process of Zhang Weiqing killing zombies, from the layout to the zombies falling into the trap, and then to killing with one blow and ending the battle. He saw it clearly, and he clearly knew the mysterious tricks of the swordsman. Understand the gap between himself and the ancient martial artists of the Three Realms.

The gloomy emotion in his eyes flashed, and looking at Zhang Weiqing, who had finished taking the Neng Jing, came over, Wang Xie showed a bitter smile, "Thank you." ”

"It's okay, it's a gesture." Zhang Weiqing said with a gentle face: "How are you now?" ”

"The injury should still be quite serious, my waist is really bad." With a wry smile, Wang Xie generously admitted.

"I'm still curious, how did this zombie who didn't reach the second order hurt you?" Zhang Weiqing patted Wang Xie's shoulder, and asked casually in confusion, half-jokingly.

Suddenly, Wang Xie's face showed a bitter look: "(._.'), harm, stinky fart will be retributed." ”