Wang Ling looked at the corpse, his figure standing still, holding a long sword in his hand, his face expressionless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The third-level corpse is equal to a high-level martial artist, and the virus is far from being comparable to the first-level corpse, which is extremely fearful. Even Liu Wen was a little worried, after all, this was the first time Wang Ling had killed a third-level corpse, and it was already in danger before it started.

The virion in front of him was a man, wearing a simple armor.

Although he was dressed a little shabby, he was also a third-level corpse.

"After being promoted to a martial artist, my strength has increased a lot, and I don't know how much there is still a gap between me and a third-level corpse." Wang Ling muttered to himself.

Before he figured out the third-level corpse, he planned to wait and see what happened.

The third-level corpse man also looked at Wang Ling quietly, his cloudy eyes flickered, and a cloud of black gas gushed out from his body, and his momentum was uncertain.

At this point, it took a step.

It seems to be an ordinary kick, but when it falls, the powerful force directly crushes the rock under your feet.

The gravedigger's eyes widened, cold sweat broke out on his face, and his feet retreated.

"What a strong force." Wang Ling was even more eager to try.

But he felt that the strength of this corpse had not yet been fully revealed, and wanted to find out.

"I've got to provoke it, and after a long time, I don't know what will happen?" After Wang Ling finished speaking, the long sword pointed at the third-level corpse and shouted, "Come on." ”

On the sidelines, the gravedigger was dumbfounded.

There was nothing unusual about the third-level corpses, it seemed like they didn't hear it, and their speed remained the same.

"This corpse is unusual." Wang Ling was surprised in his heart, observed carefully, and frowned, "Could it be that this corpse is the same as the candle and the hell, it is not possible to have spiritual intelligence, these dead corpses, resurrection and consciousness before death, it is really difficult." ”

When he was about to approach Wang Ling, the third-level corpse stopped.

Standing still, it trembled, and an even stronger force emanated.

"The power has grown."

Wang Ling couldn't believe it, his eyes stared straight at it, and he couldn't help but speculate: "Could it be that this corpse man hid his strength from the beginning, and the corpse man who knows how to hide his strength really still retains consciousness in his body." ”

Step after step, getting closer and closer to Wang Ling, until he came to him and stopped.

On Wang Ling's body, the battle intent slowly woke up, his eyes did not blink, and at this time, the corpse man could attack at any time.

The corpse man made a move, grabbing Wang Ling with one hand.

The arm was dry, and the speed was very slow, but Wang Ling felt the cold hairs on his body stand on end, and he did not hesitate to swing his sword.

The cold light flashed, much faster than the corpse's arm, but when it fell, it made a slamming impact, and the arm had already blocked the long sword at some point.

The arm instantly became like a powerful pincer, and the long sword was grabbed and could not be drawn.

Only then did Wang Ling realize the gap between himself and the third-level corpse.

The corpse man had another hand, and with a gust of wind, it went straight to his cheek.

The dark shadow flashed and pierced through Wang Ling's body, but Wang Ling's figure flickered and disappeared. Not far away, another Wang Ling was revealed, his hands empty, and his eyes were solemn looking at the third-level corpse.

"It is worthy of being a corpse with equal strength with high-level martial artists, and my strength is far from being able to resist."

Wang Ling secretly spoke, bare hands, and strode forward, "Now the strength of the corpse man should not be retained, such a strong force, with my strength to fight it, it is really good, deal with this corpse, my strength will go further." ”

The strength of the third-level corpse is true, but it is not so strong that it is desperate, and he breaks through life and death in the killing, and now he just has the conditions for the killing exercise method, he wants to use death to stimulate the body and break through his own strength.

When he was about to live and die, Wang Ling looked at the third-level corpse in front of him, and felt that it was an ordinary corpse standing in front of him.

He rushed out, striding and swinging his fists like shooting stars.

The third-level corpse threw away the long sword in his hand, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

Wang Ling felt a black shadow flash in front of him, and his arm swung into the air, but the phantom quickly dodged his fist and slashed at his shoulder with a palm.

He hurriedly dodged, and a cold wind swept close to his body, too close, and he could clearly feel the feeling of scraping his body as he swept by. You must know that you are facing a corpse, and as long as you are slightly injured, you can pronounce death.

Just walked around from the ghost gate, Wang Ling didn't have the slightest idea of eating a trench and growing wise, seeing that the cold wind was far away, he chased out with one foot.

The cold wind had just slowed down, and with a "bang", he felt a kick in a soft place, and the palm of one hand collided with his foot.

The corpse man blocked Wang Ling's blow and disappeared again.

"That's fast." Wang Ling saw the black shadow coming towards him and quickly retreated. A pop followed him down, smashing holes in place.

The black shadow in hot pursuit jumped again and slashed at Wang Zero's head.

Wang Ling raised his hand, feeling that his arm was hit by a boulder, and his whole body was almost overwhelmed and fell, but fortunately he resisted it.

With a sigh in his heart, his gaze began to re-examine the third-level corpse in front of him, obviously, this corpse, or third-level corpse, was far beyond his imagination.

"With such a fast speed, and being full of viruses, it's really hard to deal with." Wang Ling pressed the blood bow behind his back, and already had the idea of using this treasure.

But if the blood bow is used, this battle is meaningless, and he doesn't want to lose.

The strong wind blew, and the figure of the third-level corpse loomed. Wang Ling took the initiative to attack, swinging his fists, his fists missed, and the figure surrounded him, the speed was faster than him, and his reflexes could not work.

"This corpse man has a faster reaction speed and stronger strength than me."

Wang Ling finally saw the problem, "In terms of strength, this corpse man suppressed me. ”

For him, the situation is not optimistic, and defeat is a foregone conclusion. Even so, he still wants to win a little hope, a strength not to hit the south wall and not look back.

The corpse man punched him, and Wang Ling retreated ten meters in a row, seeing that the corpse figure did not move.

He took a deep breath and finally removed the Blood Bow, its strings trembling and flickering in the bright light.

Sensing the danger, the third-level corpse exploded with momentum on his body, pounced at three times the speed, and his body completely disappeared into the void.

The light arrow flew out from in front of Wang Ling's body, the surrounding void shook, and in the thunderous sound, I saw a white light flash, and with a miserable scream, the figure of the corpse fell out and fell to the ground heavily.

Wang Ling took a deep breath and pulled the bowstring again, and the cosmic energy poured back, forming a vortex around his body because the speed was too fast.

At this time, the corpse was covered with blood, and the light arrow just now pierced its lower abdomen, stood up from the ground, and saw the second arrow take shape, it did not hesitate to retreat.

The arrows flew out, and the corpse turned and ran.

It deviated from the trajectory of the light arrow, and ran very smartly, but it was not as fast as the light arrow after all, and after being hit in the blink of an eye, it fell to the ground, struggling, and slowly lost its movement.

"Unfortunately, this battle is of little significance."

Looking at the corpse of the third-level corpse, Wang Ling sighed, as if he thought of something, turned his head and said to the sluggish man: "Let's go, let's go get your steel shovel, and then you dig a pit." ”

The man nodded subconsciously, and then thought that something was wrong, reacted, and his body shivered. At this time, Wang Ling had already walked towards the corpse of the third-level corpse, he had already taken a fancy to the armor on the corpse, this is an antique, even if there is nothing on the corpse, this antique can be called a big harvest.