For the skeleton warrior who flew out of the round shield and could fly back, this kind of skill that violated the rules of physics, Wang Qi could only pinch his nose and admit it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The knife was retracted, and the short body passed between the opponent's open legs in some embarrassment, and the moment the opponent caught the shield, Wang Qi could also seize the time to turn around and slash at its back.

The slashing sound was dull, and one rib swirled and fell into the dust, and then the opponent backhanded the shield and forced Wang Qi back three or four steps.

"The soul-level bone frame is so hard?"

Looking at the scimitar that only cut off one of the opponent's ribs and broke the blade instead, Wang Qi smacked his tongue slightly. However, using the materials of the anti-theft net to make weapons is indeed a little worse, and if you use the previous construction steel, you may be able to chop off one or two more bones of the opponent.

Of course, this also reminded Wang Qi that ordinary metal weapons seemed to be gradually powerless in the face of increasingly powerful undead creatures. Then the significance of collecting bone essence to craft special equipment is becoming more and more important.

You come and go, the two figures stagger, and then separate, and occasionally there will be severed bones flying. Undead warfare is practical, with little to no beauty to speak of. In order to be able to inflict damage on the enemy, various unsightly postures such as crotch drilling and rolling are used to the extreme. Even the occasional trick of exchanging injuries for injuries will not hesitate to use them.

Although the Skeleton Warrior has a big gap with Wang Qi in terms of skill, after all, it has evolved naturally and can only make some instinctive attack moves.

But with its tall body, no less than Wang Qi's brute strength, especially the advantage in weapons, it gradually pressed Wang Qi into the upper hand after a short round of confrontation. After all, although Wang Qi is in a semi-undead form, he is also injured and painful, and he has many more fatal injuries than the other party, so under this kind of outlaw fighting, he has to have some more scruples.

Of course, if this kind of attrition continues, the victory will definitely belong to Wang Qi. Because although he is retreating, every blow of the weapon in his hand can inflict greater or lesser injuries on the opponent. In addition to some of the thicker main bones on the other party's body, those relatively fragile ribs and other bones have been cut off by him.

Leaning over to avoid a sweep from the opponent's bone sickle, Wang Qi slashed into the inside of the knee of the opponent's left leg. He had already slashed his kneecap three times in a row, and finally let out an uncontrollable moan, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the wound, causing it to stagger at last.

Wang Qi was secretly happy in his heart, but before he could take the opportunity to make up for it, a strong wind came to his face. The undead creature would never be hindered by its injuries from attacking an enemy, and the round shield, made entirely of human skulls, was like a ****** swatting at a fly, and without hesitation came towards Wang Qi's face.

The right-hand knife didn't have time to be recovered, and the left-handed knife was barely one. There was a crisp sound, and Wang Qi's body was knocked back a few steps, and the scimitar used to parry couldn't withstand the impact and broke in two.

The broken blade, which had lost the control of the Soul Fire Master, turned into a prototype in the air, and a broken security net tumbled and fell to the side. However, Wang Qi didn't have time to pay attention, because the skeleton warrior had already held the round shield in front of him, and the whole thing was crashing into him.

A savage dash at close range, dodging is obviously unrealistic. Wang Qi closed the weapons in both hands, and in an instant, he also turned into a shield, and he just carried the opponent's impact so hard. Of course, it was inevitable that he would be knocked off balance and stumble backwards in such a hurry.

Woo Woo ...... After taking five or six steps back, the shield in his hand was deformed again. However, the strange situation suddenly appeared, and before the weapon in Wang Qi's hand was fully formed, he felt that his feet were empty, and his whole body was planted downward uncontrollably.

Pitfall!

It turned out that the ceiling of this place had already been dug out of a hole nearly two meters square, and a piece of plastic sheeting and dust was covered on it. And Wang Qi, who was fully engaged in the battle, didn't notice the abnormality here at all, and fell directly into the big pit with one foot in the air.

Instinctively, he turned his weapon into a hook and shot upward, but the skeleton warrior had already chased after the hole, and with a flick of the bone scythe, the slender steel cable broke in response, and Wang Qi fell indoors almost without any resistance.

"Poof—"

Blood flashed, and sharp pain came.

In the dark room, several steel bars facing vertically upwards and iron pipes with sharp fractures were placed in advance. Wang Qi was caught off guard, and a steel bar pierced his left thigh, and another pierced through his right chest.

Spurting out a mouthful of blackened blood, Wang Qi, who had entered the semi-undead form, couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, but before he could struggle, his vision darkened, and a wall next to him collapsed, and a large number of masonry fragments accurately pressed him underneath.

Smoke and dust billowed from the room, and Wang Qi had stopped struggling, slumping under the rubble without moving, leaving only a head wearing a motorcycle helmet still exposed.

At this moment, in the shadows of the house, a dark shadow came out silently.

Braineater!

It looks a bit like the Creepers in Resident Evil, but it's much smaller. The thin body is like a stunted child, and it is like a dried corpse that has been dried for a hundred years. The exposed, completely larger-than-normal proportion of brain tissue pulsed strangely like a concentric beat.

It had no teeth in its open mouth, and no eye-like organs could be seen on its face, except for a long, scarlet tongue in its mouth, sensing its surroundings like a reptile.

Feeding on the human brain, their anomalous evolutionary direction has given them an IQ far superior to that of their peers, and at the peak of the gray spirit level, they have learned to set simple traps and cooperate with their own kind to hunt for food.

It crawled to Wang Qi's side like a lizard, and its long tongue gently hit the helmet on Wang's head. However, Wang Qi seemed to be completely unconscious, and his shrugging head remained motionless.

Cautiously confirming that the prey had lost the ability to resist, the Brain Eater let out a soft whine of excitement. It lay on Wang Qi's body, its sharp claws breaking a gap in the motorcycle helmet that was in the way, and then the tip of its sharp tongue stabbed into the crack quickly.

"Squeak!"

The expected penetrating sensation and the unique delicacy of the brain pulp did not come. The tip of the tongue seemed to hit an extremely strong object, and even the soft tongue felt a slight tingling due to the excessive force of the stab.

With a scream of incomprehension, the Brain Eater's claws shattered the motorcycle helmet in half. However, what was exposed in front of it was not Wang Qi's unguarded back of the head, but a strange helmet with a pale color and a simple shape that effectively protected the entire head.

And Wang Qi, who was wearing this strange helmet, had already turned in its direction, and in the gap between the armors of his eyes, two faint blue flames could be faintly seen......

(The first shift is coming, the next shift is at seven o'clock in the evening, our company started to work today, it's painful, others can take two days off, why are we so miserable...... ）