Wu Zhen glanced at Ling strangely, his soul was completely letting go in order to suppress the zombies around him, so he was clear about the subtle changes around him, he actually felt that Ling's mood had changed drastically, could it be that the evolution was too fast, and the problem had already appeared? He didn't know that Ling's change was caused by him. Ling was scolding him.

"Pick a match! Fight alone, other zombies won't interfere. ”

Level five to level six is not the same as level six to level seven, the gap between the latter is greater, if there is interference, Wu Zhen of level six may not be able to beat a level seven zombie, and Ling has only entered level six, and there are still injuries on his body, if a group of zombies is on his body, Ling can't find a chance at all, so Wu Zhen decided to let Ling and a zombie go head-on, and he and the rest of the zombies are spectators.

Ling's gaze swept over the stiff dozen zombies, he looked at their eyes, the eyes of the seventh-level zombies were purple, the same was the seventh-level, the more powerful, the darker the color of the pupils, Ling looked at it, locked two of the zombies, the purple light in the eyes of one zombie was very faint, that is, the level of just seventh, and the other was stronger than it, but not much.

"I'll pick this one."

Ling pointed to the second, stronger one.

Wu Zhen was a little surprised, smiled, didn't say anything, took a few steps back, and slowly let go of the pressure on the zombie.

Half of the injuries on Ling's body had been repaired during the evolution, and the remaining injuries would not affect his battle in a short period of time. But as long as the time is long, if the injury is affected, the recovery speed will be much lower than the deterioration speed, so Ling has only one way, and that is to attack quickly.

The seventh-level zombie walked a few steps, the bones all over his body clicked, and the snow on his body was shaken off a lot, it bypassed Wu Zhen, directly locked on Ling's position, and ran towards Ling.

While running, the zombie spread its two paws and hugged it left and right.

Ling looked up at the zombies, there was almost no fear in his bright eyes, killing three zombies in a row, he got not only the power of evolution, but also some courage, which reduced his fear of zombies.

"Kill!"

Ling hooked up a stone weighing two or three catties with his feet, held it with both hands, rushed over in a few steps, jumped up, and threw it down.

With a wave of the zombie's claws, the stone shattered.

The stone attracted the attention of the zombies, and Ling had already rushed up in his own way. The stone is just a cover, and his real goal is the next plate of zombies.

Boom!

Ling landed, bent his legs, fell forward, and accelerated.

The short and strong body is Ling's most powerful weapon, and his ability is strength, compared to Wu Zhen, except that there is no mark, everything else is almost the same.

The broken bricks on the ground turned into smaller pieces after Ling's trampling, and Ling also bounced himself out, although there was a difference in rank, but in this instantaneous explosion, his speed did not lag behind the claws of zombies.

After the zombie smashed the stone, its body had a momentary buffer, and it stayed for a short time, which did not affect its actions, for it, no matter how many tricks a sixth-level human played, it was not its opponent.

The claw volleyed in the air, and this claw locked Ling's way and blocked his retreat.

Ling couldn't stop, he could only send himself to the claws of the zombies, he could also burst out as fast as possible, and the consequences were still to hit the claws of the zombies, however, it was possible to knock the zombies down, which may be the best result.

Ling really accelerated again, his feet stepped on the ground alternately, on the short~thick small~ legs, the muscles bulged ~ and relaxed, Wu Zhen looked at it from a distance, as if he saw a small leopard with an agile body.

Ling didn't want to dodge in the first place, he felt that he could block it.

In the face of seventh-level zombies, Ling couldn't think of any other way, zombies could be consumed, he couldn't afford to consume them, in case Wu Zhen came up with any bad ideas, and he was almost crippled, if he couldn't reach Wu Zhen's goal, his teachers and classmates would die, so he chose to be injured again, just this time.

The speed of the claw is about the same as Ling's instantaneous speed, but it's a pity that his movement speed is not attack speed, and he can't stop it if he wants to.

Boom!

The claws landed and slapped Ling on the back, slapping him into the snowdrift.

Ling endured the severe pain, stretched out his hands, clamped the zombie's left small ~ leg, kicked his hind legs, and his body circled around the zombie for half a circle.

The zombie's second paw missed.

Ling's movements were very fast, and after coming behind the zombie, he twisted his arms around the zombie's leg bones one after the other, and suddenly slammed into force.

Click!

The bones of zombies are indeed very hard, but the joints are relatively fragile. Ling twisted the zombie's kneecap.

The zombie didn't care about attacking, and suddenly only one leg was left to support, and the center of gravity had not been adjusted, and then, Ling held the zombie's left big ~ leg hanging in the air, and lifted it upward.

Boom!

The zombies are down.

Ling pounced, knelt down with both ~ legs, and pressed against the two arms of the zombie, making its hands lose their aggressiveness.

The strength of the zombie was very great, and the arms struggled, dangling Ling Ding, almost falling off the zombie. It opened its mouth and stretched out hard, trying to bite Zhongling's body, and the only remaining leg was kicked around, but it wanted to kick Ling, unless its leg was as soft as noodles.

Ling was like pressing an octopus full of power, and his body swayed, like riding a boat.

One hand pressed the zombie's chest tightly, and the other hand clenched into a fist and slammed it down.

Boom!

The fist smashed on the zombie's nose, the bridge of the nose was cracked, and the jet-black skin on it also exploded, oozing fishy. Stinky pus. Liquid.

At first, Ling's attacks were often interrupted by the zombie's violent struggle, but as he punched down, the zombie's reaction became smaller, and the struggle became weaker and weaker. On the contrary, Ling's attacks became faster and faster, and the strength seemed to be heavier, and the zombie gradually could not withstand the power of the fist, and the skull split from his forehead.

Ling pressed his hands into the cracks of the bones, and shook them vigorously from left to right.

Click! Click!

Syllable!

The zombie's skull was broken, the seventh-level zombie, die!

Ling looked at the zombie corpses mixed with flesh and bones, a smile of victory bloomed on his bloodstained face, and his eyes became brighter.

Wu Zhen slowly approached, swallowed back the words he wanted to praise, and put on a dissatisfied expression, "Ling, I suddenly changed my mind, how about you kill another one?" ”

Ling puffed out his cheeks, his eyes were full of anger, a bad person is a bad person, and he can't believe a word.

"You...... You. Person. After Ling Youqi said this weakly, his body tilted and he fainted. The energy obtained from killing the seventh-level zombie is subtly changing his body, and his strength will become stronger, but under the repeated battles, his spirit can no longer hold on.

"Slut? I...... Slut again? ”

Wu Zhen couldn't cry or laugh, the bad guy is really not good! Carrying Ling, Wu Zhen walked towards the edge of the snow pit, it was time to get some food.