"Xiao Liu!"

"What's that?"

"Be careful!"

Sudden change.

Strange hands poked out of the coffin, breaking through the planks, piercing through the chest, crushing the heart, all too fast to react.

Even until Xiao Liu fell to the ground, there were people who looked dazed.

The next moment.

"Peng!"

The coffin weighing 1,000 catties burst open, and the heavy coffin lid rolled in the air, smashing towards Fang Zheng's head with a whistling wind.

A solid wooden coffin lid of hundreds of pounds can easily smash a car.

Fang Zheng's eyes shrank, his qi and blood surged, and he instinctively swung the knife upward, the tip of the knife trembled slightly, and rushed forward with the strength of the moment it came into contact with the coffin lid.

Scratch the surface!

The tip of the knife seemed to have little contact, but it reversed the direction of the coffin lid.

"Woo......"

The huge coffin lid flew out against the scalp, and before Fang Zheng's heart could relax, a fishy wind with a black shadow had already rushed to the front.

Du Qiaoyun, who was not far away, hissed and exclaimed:

"Fang Gongzi be careful!"

At the moment of crisis, the benefits of practicing martial arts every day become apparent.

Fang Zheng's skin and flesh exploded suddenly, his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, and he didn't have time to swing the knife again, and his body did not retreat but rushed into the fishy wind.

Eight poles stick to the mountain!

The solid ground under his feet suddenly sank, and the force rose from the ground, along the legs and lumbar vertebrae to the shoulders, and hit the black shadow alive.

"Peng!"

This collision went all out, even Du Qiaoyun, who was a second great achiever of qi and blood, could be hit and hold his breath on the spot, and he had no power to fight back.

The black shadow also struggled to lean back, his hands uncontrollably raised, but he only took a step backwards.

How so?

Fang Zheng was shocked.

If you are sticking to the mountain, even if you are a cow, you have to faint a few times, is it possible that the other party is a master of three bloods?

"Woo......"

Before he had time to think about it, a strange cry came out of the mouth of the black shadow, and at the same time, his body rotated, and his arms swept like a sickle, and he actually slammed his arms into the long knife in his hand.

"Peng!"

The huge force is like a train with full horsepower, not only knocking the long knife into the air, but also making Fang Zheng's throat almost want to vomit blood and retreat.

What a power!

What's even more terrifying is that his knife is a modern technology product, and the blade is extremely sharp, and the huge force collides with it and can't cut off the opponent's arm.

Only part of the flesh can be cut.

And

The other party didn't seem to know what the pain was, but he wasn't affected in the slightest.

Seeing the black shadow pounce again, Fang Zheng stretched out his arms, and the whole person soared like a crane spreading its wings, sliding close to the ground for several meters to avoid the edge.

Wing Chun White Crane!

He's fast, and the Dark Shadow is faster.

His feet stomped on the ground like arrows from a string.

"Humph!"

Fang Zheng snorted in his mouth, stepped on the chain, rubbed his body to avoid the front of the attack, and performed the footwork of Bagua swimming.

In the blink of an eye, he has performed many methods such as knife technique, Baji, Wing Chun, and Bagua, and even gradually merged under the pressure of his opponent.

But such a crazy outburst is just as staggering in terms of physical exertion.

Seeing that it was about to be avoided, a smart snake-like shadow wrapped around the black shadow.

It's just wrapping!

Obviously, the body has not been touched, but it feels like a long snake entangled in its prey, and a cold light emerges from the palm.

"......"

The soft sword swirled wildly around the black shadow's neck, and even sparks of electricity were generated by the friction.

Finger around the soft sword!

The housekeeping skills of the Snake Martial Arts Gym are like soft belts, gentle twists and turns, and erratic, making the sword moves unpredictable and making the enemy unable to block them.

With Du Qiaoyun's strength, he can easily wring people's heads.

But this time the opponent is clearly different.

"Peng!"

With a muffled snort, Du Qiaoyun staggered back, his right hand holding the sword trembled wildly, and the soft sword in his hand had some more rotten gaps.

"It's a zombie!"

She clenched her silver teeth, her eyes were full of horror, and she screamed:

"Everyone, be careful!"

It was only at this time that Fang Zheng could see his opponent clearly.

The black shadow has a green face and fangs, a mouth spitting corpse gas, black hair, a hideous appearance, two pupils are pale and dead, and there are no characteristics that a living person should have.

Corpse?

Is there such a thing in this world?

Fang Zheng's heart was cold, so that he could barely stabilize his emotions, but the scarred face who rushed to the front just now was directly frightened.

The young hall master who has two qi and blood is vulnerable, isn't it a dead end for himself and others?

"Ahh

He screamed, threw his weapon away, and headed straight for the way he came.

It's good that he didn't move, and as soon as he moved, he immediately attracted the attention of the zombies, and grabbed the coffin next to him with both hands and smashed straight towards Scarface.

"Peng!"

The weight of a thousand catties directly smashed people into pulp, and even a qi and blood martial artist was vulnerable in front of it.

Fortunately, although the zombies are strong and fast, their movements are stiff and lack variety, so it may not be impossible to simply dodge.

Fang Zheng's mind turned sharply, and his hand was already on his waist.

"Woo......"

The zombie roared again, and its body jumped high and rushed straight at Du Qiaoyun.

Among the several people, her qi and blood are the most vigorous, and in the perception of zombies, she is like a burning candle, which is more obvious than the target.

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound from Yizhuang again.

The zombie in mid-air fell to the ground, and a small hole appeared near the temple, and white brains slowly flowed out.

Not far away, Fang Fang was gloomy, and the barrel of the pistol in his hand was still smoking.

Gun!

This is his capital that is not afraid of martial artists.

Even if it is a martial artist with three qi and blood, after all, he is a mortal in the flesh, and he can't block a few shots, and the same is true for zombies.

But......

"Huh!"

The zombie with brains overflowing straightened up, turned around and looked directly at Fangzheng, and its miserable white pupils were dead silent, which made people feel creepy.

So it's not dead?

Wrong!

It's dead!

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and fired two shots in a row, one shot hit the zombie's head, the powerful inertia opened half of the zombie's skull, and the other shot hit the heart directly through the body.

The zombie's body trembled and retreated, and a gray breath erupted from the wound.

How......

As soon as the gunfire stopped, it immediately stopped retreating.

"It's useless."

Surprise appeared in Du Qiaoyun's beautiful eyes, his eyes were on the pistol, and then he shook his head:

"Ordinary attacks can't kill it, at most it consumes its corpse qi, unless you have the ability to consume the corpse qi in its body to kill it."

"I can see it." Fang Zheng let out a low roar, grabbed the wooden stake of the top door on the side, flicked his wrist, and headed towards the zombie pestle.

Xingyi Fist is evolved from marksmanship, and his stabbing fast, accurate, and ruthless three words are right in the throat of zombies.

Just now, Du Qiaoyun wrenched his head, and the skin and flesh of the zombie's neck cracked to reveal the bones inside, and this time it was even more clicking.

The head is shrugged down.

I don't believe it, it can still move without a head?

"Woohoo!"

The zombie roared, the strength was comparable to that of a three-blooded warrior, and the top of the square retreated again and again, and even the wooden stake made a crisp sound.

"Drink!"

Fang Zheng drank in his mouth, and the wooden stake in his hand shook abruptly, like a green dragon swinging its tail, and the huge force was slammed into the zombie's cheek.

Dragon Snake Spear!

"Peng!"

The stake shattered.

The zombies were also pumped to the ground.

Du Qiaoyun's eyes lit up and he hurriedly pounced.

At the same time, her silver teeth clenched, and her left hand slashed the soft sword in her right hand, and the hot blood instantly infected all the soft swords.

"Die!"

The soft sword is like a belt, and it wraps around the zombie's neck again.

Unlike last time, this time the soft sword strangled its neck directly, and it pulled violently, cutting like a jagged tooth.

"......"

The smoke rose, and the zombies roared in the sky, as if they were in pain, and their heads were about to fall off their necks.

However, Du Qiaoyun was not comfortable, he was hit by the zombie's arm, and the whole person flew out directly, slamming into the wall and slowly sliding.

"Yang energy, qi and blood are its nemesis."

She vomited blood from her mouth and said loudly:

"It's dying, get on!"

Although the zombie is strong, after being shot several times and having its throat cut by a sharp blade, it is still obvious that it has become weak, and its movements are also visible to the naked eye.

The young man from the martial arts hall was surnamed Yang, and he didn't dare to move, until this time he mustered up the courage to cut his palm with a knife and pounced on it with blood.

Fang Zheng also picked up the knife and rushed forward in the same way.