Bang!

Everyone with a focused expression suddenly heard a sound behind them, and the frightened hearts of several people jumped.

Looking back, he found that Chen You, who was standing, fell straight to the ground.

His eyes were stunned, and the skin on his face was pale, whiter than paper.

The whole corpse looked a little abnormal, as if it had been dead for many days.

"Master! Chen You's three souls and seven spirits seem to be gone. ”

Fang Yan clutched his thighs tightly and looked at Chen You's corpse with surprise in his eyes.

"Don't worry about it so much, cover your wounds, Brother Sun, are you okay?"

Lin Yixian didn't have time to care about this, glanced at his bloody thighs, and looked at Sun Feng on the side.

Sun Feng was shot in the thigh, and the exaggerated speed just now seemed to be unaffected at all, and now it seems that the thigh has long stopped bleeding.

It seems that it is really as he said, it is just a skin injury, and it is not in the way at all.

Sun Feng shook his head slightly, his eyes still looking at the zombie king in front of him.

There was no doubt that the peachwood sword in his hand pierced the zombie king in front of him, but Sun Feng didn't feel his eyes cold.

The writing wheel eye didn't absorb that strange energy, I don't know if the zombie king was not dead, or because the male ghost was sneaking into it.

A few breaths had passed, and the zombie in front of me still hadn't moved.

The male ghost sprang out of the disc and disappeared.

Several people looked at each other, and there was a thick look of confusion in their eyes.

Could it be that because of the reason for running into it, Sun Feng killed two birds with one stone, and both died under the peachwood sword?

A few people waited for a while, but the zombie king still didn't make the slightest movement.

Wu De, who was still a little worried, took a trip, and the whole person collapsed on the ground, with a thick look of happiness in his eyes.

After killing zombies for most of the day, the last person to deal with was Chen You, who was traveling with him.

Only one person died after killing zombies, but in the end, three were killed by robbery.

Seeing the disciple lying in a pool of blood in the distance, Wu De's eyes were sad.

The master and apprentice have been together for more than ten years, and in the end, they did not die in the hands of zombies, but were beaten to death.

Ghosts are not scary, sometimes it is people who are scary.

Obviously, Yang Yang's life is over, and in order to prolong his life, he does not hesitate to bury so many lives.

"Brother Sun, what's wrong?"

Seeing Sun Feng holding the peachwood sword and standing in place, a trace of doubt flashed in Lin Yixian's eyes.

has passed the kung fu of tea, and there is no movement, obviously the zombie king and the male ghost in front of him have been killed.

"It's kind of weird!"

Looking at the zombie king who was standing motionless in front of him, Sun Feng said softly.

"Weird?"

Lin Yixian frowned, his eyes staring at the zombie in front of him.

Wu De and Fang Yan, who were lying on the side relaxed, were shocked, sat up instantly, and looked around vigilantly.

"Is it really that unfortunate?"

Sun Feng muttered softly and slowly pulled out the peachwood sword.

I thought I could make the writing wheel eye evolve, but I didn't know that this last big Boos didn't have a fart.

Lin Yixian and the others were puzzled in their eyes, not knowing what Sun Feng was talking about.

Just as the peachwood sword in Sun Feng's hand was about to be completely withdrawn, Sun Feng's eyes were cold, and the peachwood sword was inserted back again.

Whoa!

There was a terrible howl, and I saw that the zombie king's eyes were cold, and his body was even more explosive.

"Just know you're not dead yet!"

The peachwood sword in his hand had pierced the heart of the zombie king before, but Sun Feng obviously felt that there was an aura different from that of zombies in front of him.

Obviously, it was the hidden male ghost, waiting for Sun Feng to draw out the peachwood sword and occupy the body of the zombie king.

Lin Yixian and a few people on the side, their expressions changed greatly, and they immediately pulled the ink fountain line placed on the side.

At this moment, the zombie king struggled with both hands, and the five-pointed star composed of ink fountain lines was torn to pieces.

At this moment, the zombie king's movements, how can there be the previous machinery and stiffness, which is completely no different from a human.

Looking at the peachwood sword inserted into his chest, the zombie king looked panicked, and danced forward with both hands, and suddenly a violent wind swept in.

The peachwood sword that was originally inserted in his chest slowly moved outside.

"Go!"

Sun Feng's eyes were shocked, his palm flipped in the air, and then a palm hit the hilt of the sword, and the peachwood sword broke through the air.

Poof!

There was a crisp sound, accompanied by a piercing scream, and the peachwood sword stabbed hard into the zombie king's chest.

Sun Feng didn't dare to pause, stepped on the ground with both legs, and quickly chased after him.

I saw the zombie king lying on the ground, and the peachwood sword was still stuck in his chest.

"You wait!"

With a terrible howl, I saw a figure rushing out of the zombie king's body and flying into the sky.

Sun Feng's eyes were shocked, and he was about to catch up, but his eyes were cold in an instant.

"Dead?"

Looking at the zombie king on the ground, Sun Feng's eyes were full of joy.

The cold feeling, as if both eyes were covered with ice, was so comfortable that he almost groaned.

The blood-red eyes appeared in the eyes at some point, it was originally a magatama hanging on it, and in an instant, there was another one more on the side.

"It's not a three-hooked jade. ”

Feeling the change in his eyes, a trace of disappointment crossed Sun Feng's face.

Looking up, it seems that the sight is much better than before, and even the movement of mosquitoes in the distance can be clearly caught.

"Brother Sun, are you okay?"

Seeing Sun Feng suddenly standing still, Lin Yixian walked up and shouted.

Feeling the movement behind him, Sun Feng put away his writing wheel eyes and said with a little regret: "It's a pity that I let that male ghost run away." ”

The zombie king is obviously dead, but the male ghost is now afraid that he is ten miles away.

The afterglow swept back, Sun Feng's eyes shrunk, and he couldn't help but be happy in his eyes.

It was a little black dog lying on his stomach, but he had long since disappeared.

With such a delicious soul, the little black dog really didn't let it go.

Being remembered by a ghost is not a good thing, there is a soul to eat, the little black dog must be very hard, Sun Feng is very relieved.

"It's okay, it's good that Brother Sun stabbed the zombie king earlier, otherwise the two are one, I'm afraid we won't be opponents. ”

Lin Yixian was happy, and it was already beyond his expectations to be able to get rid of the zombie king.

After all, the previous zombie king's toughness was not something he could resist at all.

If it weren't for the ink bucket and Sun Feng's peachwood sword, they would only have escaped.

The refining corpse was destroyed, and the people behind the scenes were also found out, so it can be said that Chaohe completed the task assigned by his old friend.

As for the male ghost who ran away, it's much easier to deal with than a zombie.

After all, fierce ghosts are invisible and difficult for ordinary people to see, but as Taoist priests, they can be easily found.

More importantly, zombies bite people, ghosts don't.

"It's a pity, Qingchen Daoist. ”

Wu De looked at several corpses in the distance, his face ugly.

After all, he is a person of the same way, and he has subdued demons and eliminated demons all his life, but in the end, he ended up like this.

Sun Feng put away the peachwood sword, and a trace of shame crossed his eyes,

If it weren't for the fact that they were half a beat slower, several people would not have been killed by Chen You.

"Brother Feng, why are you okay when you are robbed?"

Seeing Sun Feng walking as usual, Fang Yan, who was holding his thigh, said strangely.

"Haha... I'm thick-skinned!"

Sun Feng smiled slightly, not to mention the injury, the bullets stuck in the muscles were all squeezed out by him.

(End of chapter)