Ning He felt that he had never been so sportsmanlike, and he was the champion of long-distance running in the cultivation world, ruthless to his running opponents, and would never give his opponents a chance to surpass him for a second, which could be called a gorgeous version of the large duck.

After all—

Who is chased by a walking corpse and has to walk like a fly!!

Woo woo, he's too difficult, why chase him, he doesn't have a rush for syrup.

He looked back at the walking corpse that was chasing after him, and he ran faster and faster, hey, his father is afraid that he is going to lose his noble son today......

He is handsome and golden, wild and uninhibited, and is the son of a handsome and talented head of the famous sect who stepped on the southwest nursing home and punched the Northeast kindergarten.

It's unruly, cold and melancholy, it's a walking corpse that looks down on everything, and is born and raised in this secret realm that doesn't know what pimple, domineering but reckless.

It should be a person and a corpse who should have no intersection, but they met in this uninhabited secret place within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the walking corpse took a fancy to him at a glance, and he tugged at his heartstrings, and swore to him not to stop, he fled, it chased, it covered the net, and he couldn't fly.

Ning He burst into tears in his heart, don't chase it, if you chase the child again, you will have to cry out.

"Hold the grass, how long do you have to chase labor and management, die, labor and management will not have a cross-racial sadomasochistic relationship with you. ”

Ning He really couldn't run anymore, so he stopped and gasped for breath, shouting at the walking corpse.

When the walking corpse saw that he was no longer running, it also stopped, and it was only half a foot away from Ning He at this time.

Ning He: "!!"

Before Ning He could retreat, suddenly, a snow-bright sword light slashed straight towards Ning He's front door, which was the attack of the walking corpse.

This attack came unexpectedly, Ning He was startled, and immediately wanted to mobilize the spiritual power of his whole body, protect his body with sword qi, and set up a shield in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried to mobilize, he never responded with the slightest spiritual power.

“！！！”

He pills!

Ning He was frightened, and after discovering that his body had suddenly lost his spiritual power, he hurriedly sacrificed his long sword to resist the attack of the walking corpse.

He hated this walking corpse very much, this ugly walking corpse was really rude, not only ignored him, but even attacked when he said that he would attack, and he didn't have the virtue of pity and pity at all, and he was so cruel to him, a weak man.

It's also a shame that although he usually doesn't like cultural classes, as a sword cultivator, he still learns swordsmanship well, and under the increasingly ferocious offensive of this walking corpse, he can still be at ease and not be suppressed.

However, with this thin sword qi alone, it was difficult to hurt the walking corpse in the slightest.

Damn, Ning He scolded in his heart, why is he so unlucky, even if he is alone, even the enemy soldiers he encounters are cultivated to be similar to him, let's go over the dung!

What's going on in this broken place, not only can even people's spiritual power be lost, but the most important thing is that the user experience is poor, the enemy's cultivation is too high, and he doesn't experience the fast fall of crushing at all, bad reviews!

......

Although Ning He's inner drama is comparable to the mouth of the aunt of the neighborhood committee, in fact, he is also observing while resisting the attack of the walking corpse.

The walking corpse attacked ferociously, but it only knew how to attack but did not defend at all, or rather, it could not defend at all.

Suddenly, he had an idea, and a bold idea came to his mind.

He suddenly retracted his sword, smiled at the walking corpse, made a sharp turn on the soles of his feet, and "rubbed" around the back of the walking corpse, and as soon as the long sword in his hand was retracted, he jumped forward, and the whole person flew to the back of the walking corpse, and strangled its neck with scissor legs!

Ning He: The strong man locks the corpse!!

The Walking Dead: ......

The second Ning He descended justice and rode directly on the walking corpse, he couldn't help but let out a strange cry every time Bruce Lee made a move.

To tell the truth, he always thought that corpses were soft, and never thought that there would be corpses that could be stiff to the point of qualitative change and directly turned into diamonds.

At the moment when he unleashed his deadly scissor leg on the walking corpse, listen, listen, it was his almost egg-shattering sound.

He burst into tears, and then put all this broken egg revenge on the head of the walking corpse, and the whole person firmly stuck to the neck of the walking corpse like a piece of psoriasis.