Chapter Thirty-Seven: Speed Zombies, Power Zombies
When the speed-type zombie saw this silver-white sword light, it jumped backwards and dodged the slash.
Feng Qing glanced at the speed zombie and secretly praised, "I didn't expect this product's reaction ability to be so high", and he opened the writing wheel eye without hesitation, at this time, in the eyes of outsiders, he saw the speed of the speed zombie like a ghost, and in Feng Qing's eyes, it was just like the speed of a turtle crawling.
Seeing this, Feng Qing couldn't help but sigh again: "Nima!
The speed-type zombie "slowly" rushed towards Feng Qing, Feng Qing smiled disdainfully, and the next second, the long sword in Feng Qing's hand was slashed on its shoulder.
The speed-type zombie yelled at this Feng Qing and rushed towards this Feng Qing as if he was looking for death.
Feng Qing slashed with a sword again, but it was not the same as the result just now, Feng Qing was actually stabbed in the arm by a speed-type zombie!
Feng Qing was taken aback, so he slowly looked at this speed-type zombie and found a little difference.
"Alas, how can this speed-type zombie have an IQ?" Feng Qing muttered, and it was at this moment that he lost his mind, and the speed-type zombie pounced.
Just now, another blood mark appeared on Fengqing's body
Feng Qing scolded angrily, "Ciao, do you dare not sneak attack!"
The speed-type zombie looked at Feng Qing suspiciously, and then pounced on Feng Qing again.
Feng Qing was speechless, wondering if he was crazy and actually talking to a zombie.
A sword qi slashed towards the speed-type zombie, tearing and pulling, and the body of the speed-type zombie was split by the wind clear sword qi with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.
"Whew!" the power zombie grabbed a car and threw it at Feng Qing, Feng Qing felt some cool air behind him, turned around and looked,
yelled, "Nima, Tzu, Leng Mohan, Leng Yue, Feng Han, what are you doing!" Before he could finish speaking, a ghost step teleported behind the speed zombie and reaped its life.
A loud voice sounded behind Feng Qing, and when Feng Qing looked back, he was amazed at the ghost step he had just used.
I saw a big crater appear on the ground that was smashed by the car thrown by the power zombie, Feng Qing thought to himself, "If this especially happens to me, ten lives will not be enough for me to die!
Thinking of this, he pounced on the powerful zombie, "Leng Mohan, freeze the space around it for a while!"
After Leng Mohan heard Feng Qing's voice, he spit out characters one by one from his mouth, and the space near the same powerful zombie also appeared with waves that were visible to the naked eye.
The power zombie roared, but its body couldn't move, "Fengqing! I've decided on it, hurry up!"
Feng Qing heard Leng Mohan's words, and the speed of reading things became even faster, "The omnipotent wind elf...... With the atmosphere as a bow and the light as an arrow, bear the power of my will, and pierce the distant void - the power of the wind!"
A cyan arrow flew towards the power zombie.
But at this moment, that powerful zombie broke through the cold ink seal.
With a loud roar, he grabbed a car and threw it at the long arrow of the wind, which was undoubtedly stabbed by the clear arrow of the wind, and there was no scum left.
The power zombie jumped inward to the side the moment the wind arrow was hit by the car! The power zombie screamed and saw that half of its body had been ruthlessly destroyed