Lin Qiuzheng originally thought that it should be easy to sneak attack from behind. But when the blade of the wooden sword slashed obliquely on its right shoulder, the moment the sword flesh touched, it felt like it was split on a stone, and when the sword was bounced back, the tiger's mouth was numb.

The walking corpse with a sword on its back, its upper body was only slightly shocked, and the mud and debris on its head were shocked and fell a little. Still standing still.

Seeing that the wooden sword in his hand couldn't hurt it in the slightest. He raised his eyebrows, his face looked surprised, and he was very uncomfortable. I vaguely feel that this guy is very different from the walking corpses before.

Regardless of the pain in the tiger's mouth, Lin Qiuzheng hurriedly retracted his arm and drew his sword, tightened the hilt of the sword with both hands, changed it to a thorn, and sent it forward, the tip of the sword stabbed straight into the back waist, as fast as lightning.

"Teng!" A muffled bang.

The tip of the sword stabbed heavily into the back of the walking corpse, but it still couldn't penetrate the flesh and keep the tip out of the body.

Lin Qiuzheng looked at the tip of the sword with both eyes, and his thick eyebrows wrinkled a little more, like a horseshoe print. I was even more surprised and surprised in my heart, what the hell is going on, could it be that the peachwood sword is out of order? But the current time is life, and it must not be dragged into the mud and water, and it will be troublesome when it reacts to itself.

Without doing anything, Lin Qiuzheng took a long breath, pricked his legs, and stabbed again. This time, both legs exert force at the same time, transmitting the power of the entire lower body to the end of the sword, and it is bound to pierce the sword. But the dirt under his feet had been trampled out of a pit, but the wooden sword in his hand still made no progress.

I don't think it's going to work, it's not working. Lin Qiuzheng couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart. He firmly held the hilt of the sword with one hand, freed one hand, bit his middle finger, stretched out his hand and quickly wiped it on the sword, and shouted: "The divine soldier is as urgent as the law!! ”

The peachwood sword received the command, and the sword body flashed red light, and then extinguished. After the flash, the wooden sword did not move against the back of the waist, and there was no response.

Lin Qiuzheng's eyes widened in surprise, and his expression was incredulous. He speculated that the re-opened peachwood sword should be as easy as slicing tofu. But.. Why is this happening? I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, he still grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand and stabbed forward, while the other hand changed to a slap, and the root of his palm slammed into the end of the hilt, trying to force the piercing with explosive force.

I can only hear "Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" The three palms landed heavily on the end of the hilt. I saw that his whole face was purple, and the tip of the sword was still against the back of the walking corpse, not half a point.

Just when Lin Qiu was frantically making small movements, the walking corpse didn't look back to take care of him, or didn't take him seriously at all, and Liu Zimo in front of him was the center of his world.

Suddenly, its upper body moved. The back is pushed forward and then back.

For a while, after this, two reverse forces converged on this wooden sword at the same time, and the sword body seemed to be unable to withstand these two opposing forces at the same time, and with a "click", the center of the wooden sword blade arched upwards violently, followed by a series of "crackling" wood cracking sounds.

Lin Qiuzheng "! With a bang, the wooden sword in his hand was broken on the spot. His mind hurriedly turned, and he quickly put away his sword.

But just as he was about to withdraw his hand, there was a "pop!" in his ears. A muffled thud that lost its toughness, and it was the sound of a wooden sword breaking.

Because I didn't have time to put away my sword. The wooden sword immediately cracked and broke at 90 degrees. Lin Qiuzheng's body lost his center of gravity, and rushed forward with his head in front of and behind him, "Ahhhh With a thud, he slammed his head into the walking corpse's back, which was as hard as a stone. This collision was so strong that his forehead almost bleed.

Thinking that the walking corpse would turn around and attack, Lin Qiuzheng secretly screamed in his heart. But who knew that the walking corpse in front of him just stood in place, looking forward motionlessly, and a low sound of snoring came out of his mouth.

Lin Qiuzheng secretly shouted that it was dangerous, but he couldn't help but be a little surprised. What's going on? The Walking Corpse didn't fight back when he made a mistake? Which one is this singing?

When his center of gravity stabilized a little, he quickly dodged and stepped back.

The yellow-eyed walking corpse was only Liu Zimo more than ten steps away in his eyes at this moment, and he couldn't let go of too many previous humiliations. Otherwise, Lin Qiu would be allowed to chop and stab behind it, and a bear hug would be enough for him to drink a pot.

"Whew!!" With a roar, I saw the yellow-eyed walking corpse with its mouth open and screaming, rushing towards Liu Zimo.

The walking corpse straightened his arms forward, "dong" and "dong" jumped twice, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to Liu Zimo.

The walking corpse is extremely fast, but Liu Zimo is used to it. He didn't hurry and calmly responded, saw the right moment, turned sideways to the right, easily avoided its forward stabbing arms, followed by a backhand that was an upward uppercut, which landed its lower abdomen, and then adjusted the center of gravity of his body, raised his leg and swept it, followed closely with a beautiful swing leg side kick, and landed on its face. A textbook set of defensive counter-attacks is delivered neatly. If there is a crowd of onlookers around, there will be bursts of applause.

But he seems to have forgotten something important. Now only the left arm can damage the yellow-eyed walking corpse, and the rest of the body is the effect of hitting the stone with an egg.

"Boom!" With a sound, the leg just touched, like kicking the reinforced concrete.

"Ahh Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! Died of pain!! After the side kick, he took three steps back, squatted on the ground and rubbed his calves desperately, his face twisted and hideous, and painful tears rolled in his eyes, which was self-evident. While rubbing his calves, he didn't forget to greet the whole family of the walking corpses, from the eighteenth generation of ancestors to his wife, sons, and grandchildren.

It's not too hard to use this kick, otherwise the whole calf may be reimbursed in advance.

A few meters away, Gu Gongxi quietly watched it clearly, his mood fluctuated like a roller coaster, up and down, first happy and then surprised, seeing Liu Zimo's last few steps back, his face was sad, and he exclaimed: "Ah! Chicken Fly Egg Fight! Chickens fly and eggs are beaten! Look at this sissy young man's momentum is good, but how can he fight with only two moves. It's really not good~~~~ I'd better run away. He raised his hand again and pressed the yellow charm on his forehead.

Lin Qiuzheng, who retreated to the side, saw that Liu Zimo was fighting with the walking corpse, although he was full of questions, he knew that he would not be able to figure it out for a while. Looking down at the broken wooden sword in his hand, he had to let out a long sigh and threw the wooden sword down. Quickly ran in the direction of Gu Gongxi behind Liu Zimo, intending to ask about the situation first.

Lin and Gu met. Look at each other. Lin Qiuzheng saw that Gu Gongxi's forehead was pasted with yellow charms, and the security guard's clothes and pants were covered with grass clippings and mud, and he looked embarrassed, so he roughly understood.