Wang Fei opened and closed a big golden knife, and his waving body was shrouded in a golden light, and the zombies couldn't get close, but Wang Fei couldn't cut the zombies, slashed to the ground, and immediately bounced up again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zha Feng was even more fierce, with a pair of fists and a body of muscles, he jumped up and down, and made up a punch when he reached the gap, but the fists were almost swollen, and the zombies did not do any damage.

Zha Renzhong's small body didn't dare to fight with zombies, and he relied on a dexterity to move around the house, but it didn't take long for him to sweat profusely.

"He, fuck, what's going on?" Zha Feng shouted, his fists were red, as if they had been fried in an oil pan.

Gao Wenwu stabbed his throat quickly with a sword, and with a snort, he actually stabbed in, but before he could go deeper, a pair of black hands shining with cold light stabbed him head-on.

Gao Wenwu reluctantly put away his sword and dodged, muttering: "It's soft above the throat, how the is this fight!" ”

"That's going to cut off his head!" Wang Fei said loudly, a big knife slashed horizontally and vertically, and the bell smashed the zombie's clothes.

Taking advantage of the zombie's pounce, he rolled behind the zombie, and with a wave of the golden knife, he slashed at the back of the zombie's neck.

With a pop, a head rose into the air, fell to the ground, and rolled into the corner.

The headless body suddenly stopped, and stood there stunned.

Useful! After the blow worked, everyone was excited, and finally found a way.

Gao Wenwu relied on his speed and used his sword to knock off the zombie's head, and Zha Renzhong and Zha Feng attracted and dispersed the zombies, so that Wang Fei could easily cut off his head one by one.

After tossing for almost an hour, all 13 zombies were finally solved, and the clothes of the four people were soaked with sweat, looking at the happy old man sitting on the coffin, he felt strange.

"Let's kill this old guy so many zombies, why doesn't he feel distressed?" Zha Feng said strangely.

"He's got five coffins there, I wish they were empty." Wang Fei said in a rough manner, most of the zombies were cut by him, and his hands were almost weak.

The old man sat for a long time and his buttocks were sore, so he changed his sitting position, not caring at all about the headless zombies on the ground, and said with a smile: "The young man's physical strength is good, he is still young and good, and the spirit of jumping up and down is really enough, if I were replaced by an old man, I would have fallen apart a long time ago." ”

"Don't be weird, what the hell do you want to do?" Zha Feng muttered to the old man.

"I, I see that you are good seedlings, and I want to make you zombies." The old man's smiling eyes narrowed, "Would you like to?" ”

"Willing to fart, you wanted to kill us......" Gao Wenwu scolded.

The old man waved his hand, interrupted Gao Wenwu's words, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why did you kill you?" ”

"The body and the soul are two different forms of life, and giving up the soul and continuing in the form of the body is also a way of eternal life."

The old man sighed as he spoke, "How foolish the world is, thinking only of the immortality of the soul, but ignoring this body. ”

After speaking, the old man sat up straight and looked at the four young people in front of him proudly, "Let me show you what it means to refine the flesh." ”

The old man rang the bell, sat on the coffin and shook his head and chanted obscure incantations, out of tune but with a peculiar rhythm.

Bang, the lid of a coffin at the door was lifted to the ground, and a man stood up in the coffin, with an unusually wide talisman paper pasted on his face, covering his entire face.

The zombie stepped out of the coffin and stood still.

The four of them took a step back in unison, with an incredible look in their eyes and a look of horror.

Traditional zombies are stiff muscles and can only jump around, but the one in front of them can lift their legs and step out of the coffin, everyone instantly thought of Lu, only by evolving to the realm of Lu, can the muscle groups soften down and make some ordinary movements.

Can this inconspicuous bad old man on the other side refine the luke?

Thinking of this, everyone is not calm, the destructive power of Lu only exists in legends, if it is really that powerful, the remaining four coffins in front of him must not be ordinary goods, this old man can do whatever he wants with this ability.

"Hahaha!" The old man saw the shocked appearance of the four people in front of him, and laughed proudly, "How about it, envy, beg me, I can consider making you look like this." ”

"Phew, dead pervert." Gao Wenwu took a sip.

Hmph, the old man snorted coldly, lowered his face, shook his head and read it, the dead and silent zombie put the five fingers of his right hand together, and the five sharp nails were like five awls, stabbing at Gao Wenwu.

the groove. Gao Wenwu narrowly avoided this blow with a backflip, and the zombie's attack speed was much faster than those previous hard goods.

One hit missed, the four of them had already dispersed, and the zombies didn't care about the others, only chasing Gao Wenwu and running.

After a few moves, Gao Wenwu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the movement speed of the zombies was not as fast as the attack speed, and the attack moves were simple moves such as straight stabbing and sweeping.

It's just that there is not much space to play in the house, and there are stiff corpses on the ground, which not only blocks the zombies, but also causes inconvenience to Gao Wenwu.

"Damn, why are you so tired." Gao Wenwu slashed through the zombie's trouser leg with a sword, leaving a little blood.

Is this a living or dead? When Gao Wenwu was stunned, a gust of wind struck, and a sharp claw was about to grab Gao Wenwu's head.

Bell, a golden knife blocked between the claw and the head, and the claw slapped Gao Wenwu to the ground through the golden knife.

Gao Wenwu stood up with a bone, rubbing his painful skull vigorously, and even his brain hurt in a panic.

"This zombie is still bleeding!" Gao Wenwu shouted.

"There are also air tubes, he doesn't know the pain when his blood runs dry, let's go together." Wang Fei pulled a knife flower and stood side by side with Gao Wenwu.

"Okay, I'll take the plate, you cut your head, grandma's, I don't believe you can't beat a dead man." Gao Wenwu took the lead in rolling out, specializing in the next three ways, stabbing at the zombie's cross from time to time, and after stabbing a few times, the zombie did not react, but Gao Wenwu grinned and inhaled the cold air as if he felt empathy.

"Gao Wenwu, you are perverted, why are you stabbing that part of someone's house?" Zha Feng watched from the sidelines as Gao Wenwu was interested in the crotch of the zombie, and scolded with a smile.

Gao Wenwu's face turned red, and his sword momentum became even more powerful, and he slashed several swords in a row, and the legs of the slashed zombies were dripping with blood.

The zombie ignored Gao Wenwu's attack, and concentrated on dealing with Wang Fei's golden knife, a pair of fleshy palms were cut by the golden knife, but it had no effect, and a pair of sharp claws were still grabbing Wang Fei indiscriminately.

"That's not going to work." Cha Renzhong was in a hurry to watch from the sidelines, he couldn't break it for a long time, Wang Fei and Gao Wenwu were physically exhausted, and the zombies had a chance to counterattack, and they had to fight quickly.