"Ten steps to kill one."

Waiting for the zombies to give up their defenses, Ji Lotian chanted poetry, and the sword in his hand glowed with a layer of determined golden light.

The sword lights that seemed to be complicated but didn't have much lethality were completely designed to confuse the senses of third-order zombies.

Kill, with just one hit.

The same goes for killing zombies.

"Poof."

As if it was the sound of piercing rags, the sword in Ji Letian's hand pierced into the eyes of the third-order zombie.

It seems that the thorn is off.

"Roar."

With a mournful roar from a third-order zombie, his eyeballs shattered and black blood burst out.

At the critical moment, the third-order zombie that sensed the danger turned its head in time and protected its forehead.

It has evolved into a third-order zombie, and it already has a certain understanding of its fatal point, so naturally it will not let people attack its forehead.

It's just, the eyeball is punctured, that feeling

Although the zombie's pain system is much lower than that of ordinary people, it does not mean that there is no pain, the hands and feet are fine, and the pain of the puncture of the eyeball connecting the nerve center still makes the third-order zombie feel painful.

The intense pain made the third-order zombie become extremely crazy, ignoring the burst of eyeballs, one of the sharp claws glistening with cold light grabbed the sword in his eyes, and the other claw grabbed mercilessly at the hateful human.

At this time, who cares whether this delicious food will be damaged.

All it wants is to slaughter this abominable human a thousand times to vent its pain.

The sword blade pierced the eyeballs of the third-order zombie, and Ji Lotian was not happy, because he found that the sword qi encountered a great obstacle when it entered the zombie's head by one centimeter.

You must know that he used the ability of the Poetry Sword Immortal Inheritance, and the sharp gold qi given in the sword qi was still superior to the ordinary gold system exercises, and the second-order peak strength He used six points of immortal power, which was comparable to the blow of an ordinary third-order gold system immortal cultivator.

This is the power of the Poetry Sword Immortal Inheritance, but it can't cause too much damage to the third-order zombies.

In his expectation, even if it didn't hit the zombie's forehead, the Ruijin sword qi would be able to twist through the third-order zombie's skull.

But before he could use his immortal power to explode the attack in the zombie's mind, he had to retreat because of the close claws.

One hit kills, fails.

It's a pity that the sword in his hand is just a mortal soldier, and after so many days of immortal power cultivation, he can still only withstand six points of his immortal power infusion.

If he held a martial art, even if it was a low-level martial artist, and could withstand twenty percent of his immortal power, he could make this third-order zombie hate on the spot.

The thoughts in his head turned a thousand times, but the movements in Ji Letian's hands were not slow, and the sword returned to defense, blocking the claws.

"Ding."

A dull clashing sound sounded, and the claws of the third-order zombie slapped against the blade.

A narrow white mark appeared on the claw, and a small notch appeared on the blade.

Under that huge force, Ji Letian's whole person was slapped out like a cannonball.

Volleying a flip, Ji Lotian stepped on the stainless steel fence with one foot.

Ji Letian, who had just stabilized his figure, looked at the third-order zombie that swooped over, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and the blade of his sword pointed directly at the forehead of the zombie.

"Roar."

The zombie who was apprehensive about the blow just now withdrew one of its claws and protected it on his forehead, and the other claw still slapped at the human in front of him according to the original trajectory.

"Hmph."

A punch wrapped in fairy power met the zombie's claws, Ji Letian's wrist moved slightly, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the zombie's other intact eyeball.

"Huh."

It's just that Ji Letian's strategy obviously failed, and his sword did hit the zombie's eyeball, but he didn't expect the third-order zombie's reaction to be quick and closed his eyes in time.

The sword qi hit the eyes of the third-order zombies, leaving only a shallow dent, and it was difficult for the sword to enter a point.

Because, the claws of the third-order zombie were directly grasped on the sword body.

"Swing your sword to break the clouds."

I didn't have time to pay attention to the left fist that was a little numb, and at the moment when the sword body was held, Ji Letian chanted poetry in his mouth, and a layer of sharp gold aura appeared on the sword body again, and he directly broke through the claws of the third-order zombie and pushed forward fiercely.

Playing tricks, this third-order zombie with a low IQ is still too tender.

"Roar."

Seeing that his only remaining eyeball was facing the fate of being destroyed, the third-order zombie roared angrily, his hands tightly grasped the sharp sword weapon, and his body kept retreating.

After a few minutes of fighting, the third-order zombie took the initiative to retreat for the first time.

This retreat is dozens of meters.

On the path of the third-order zombies' retreat, all the concrete partition walls and stainless steel guardrails were crushed to pieces.

In the end, the third-order zombie stayed at the edge of the rooftop, and the sharp claws in his hands finally made it difficult for the sword to score a single point.

At this time, the layer of sharp gold qi above the sword gradually dissipated, and it was difficult to regain its previous sharpness.

"The sword pool wears ten thousand."

The sharp gold qi above the sword reappeared, and Ji Letian's body once again lost a little bit of immortal power.

Just as the sword held by the claw lost its keen light, the third-order zombie separated its claws and grabbed the human in front of him fiercely.

What the third-order zombie didn't expect was that the sword that had lost its light once again glowed with an incomparably sharp golden light, a few points more than before, directly breaking through one of its sharp claws and piercing into its eyeballs.

"Brush."

In the sad and angry roar of the third-order zombies, Ji Letian's clothes were torn by the sharp claws, and four blood marks deep of several centimeters were scratched on his abdominal muscles.

It's just that under the action of immortal power, those blood marks quickly scabbed over, and there was no large-scale bleeding.

The third-order zombie standing on the edge of the rooftop was hit by the huge force that suddenly generated at the same time, and at the same time, the entire body was also shocked out and smashed to the ground.

"Whew."

Looking at the third-order zombie that fell to the ground, Ji Lotian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really not an easy task to fight zombies who have developed rudimentary intelligence.

Although the battle just now was only a little more than a minute, his mind was consumed a lot, and the immortal power was even more than thirty percent.

Ji Lotian didn't expect that the defense of the third-order zombies would be so strong, if it weren't for the sharp gold qi given by the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal, the immortal power he spent on breaking through the zombie defense would at least multiply.

It's a pity that the sword that has only been recuperated for a few days can only withstand seven points of his immortal power, which makes him have a lot of trouble.

He had to fight to get injured before he broke the zombie's eyes.

It's just that Ji Lotian is not very satisfied with this result.

Looking at the blind zombie crawling up on the ground and listening to the angry roar, Ji Lotian could know that he hadn't let this third-order zombie suffer a fatal blow before.

This big boss at the beginning of the apocalypse is not so easy to kill.

Thinking that at the beginning, he was mixed at the bottom in his previous life, and when he was more than two years old in the last days, he cultivated to the middle stage of foundation building, and followed a team of twenty people, including many immortal cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, to clean up a village ruled by third-order zombies.

In that battle, one immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building was sacrificed, three immortal cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, and the rest were all injured. In the end, it was an immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, who used the secret method to improve his strength with serious injuries before he completely killed the third-order zombie, which can be described as a heavy loss.

Now, Ji Lotian can compete with this third-order zombie, and he is still not satisfied.

Vision determines height, and now he is no longer the ordinary person who is trembling and surviving in the last days. Ji Letian, who had been cultivating for more than three hundred years, once stood at the peak of the late stage of Ning Dan, which was one step away from the realm of Jindan, and had a huge psychological advantage over the small miscellaneous of third-order zombies.

What's more, after he obtained the Vermilion Bird Spring, the volume of the dantian in his body was comparable to that of an ordinary late-stage foundation-building immortal cultivator, and the immortal power was so strong that it was no different from an ordinary late-stage foundation-building immortal cultivator.

It can be said that the third-order zombie is a third-order, and his strength is also in the third-order.

But at present, he has spent more than thirty percent of his immortal power, but he only shattered the two eyes of the zombie, and did not really give a heavy blow.

How could he be satisfied with this situation.

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