“It really works!”

Zhen Jian looked at the mahogany sword in his hand, and then at the red-clothed zombie standing in the distance, and was very excited, "This mahogany sword is so powerful? It's even afraid of zombies? If I had known it was so powerful, I just swiped that

Why are a few ordinary zombies working so hard? I just chopped them into pieces one by one with a sword!"

"Sir, why don't you leave yet?"

The black dragon suddenly ran back again, panting and came to Zhen Jian, and said: "Sir, I just discovered a secret. It seems that this zombie can only stay in this open space. Once we enter the fog, she will not dare to

Chase out, hey, why does the commander have a mahogany sword in his hand..."

Zhen Jian waved the mahogany sword and said with some pride: "Did you see her arm? It was cut off by me. With this sword, she will be dead today."

Black Dragon was a little surprised. He never expected that this zombie in red, who could not be harmed by swords and guns, would actually have his arm chopped off by a wooden sword.

Turning around to look at the zombie in red, I found that she had returned to standing in the coffin at some point.

"Sir, that zombie seems to be going back underground..."

"It's not that easy to run away!"

Zhen Jian raised his mahogany sword with a grim smile and led everyone towards the red mound step by step.

At this moment, the red-clothed zombie standing inside the coffin was obviously in a panic.

But since she was hiding in the coffin, Zhen Jian didn't dare to take the risk to come forward, fearing that she might have some dirty tricks behind her, and it wouldn't be worth it if the boat capsized in the gutter.

He seemed to be aware of the commander's concerns.

The black tiger standing on the left spoke eagerly: "Sir...sir, lend me your peach wood sword, and I will chop her to death for you!"

Zhen Jian couldn't help but glance at him and thought, he is really very sensible.

He handed the mahogany sword to him and solemnly said: "Be careful!"

Heihu was a little moved, "Thank you, sir, for your concern. I will pay attention to safety."

Zhen Jian said angrily: "What I'm talking about is the peach wood sword. Be careful not to damage my peach wood sword. It is a magical weapon!"

"Yes, yes, I will be careful..."

Heihu was a little embarrassed. He was holding a mahogany sword, so he didn't have as many worries as Zhen Jian. He rushed directly onto the mound, causing Zhen Jian to stand behind and shake his head repeatedly, "Are you so tigerish?"

Swish, swish, swish...

After going up, Black Tiger raised his mahogany sword and struck into the coffin without saying a word.

The red-clothed zombie was obviously afraid of the Taomu Sword. Before he could cut it in front of him, he had already knocked down the coffin and ran to the other side of the open space.

"Still running? Mader will chop you to death!"

Black Tiger was chasing after him, and the mahogany sword in his hand erupted with two feet of sword light, which was extremely dazzling.

Zhen Jian and others, under the reminder of the black dragon, quietly retreated to the edge of the open space to avoid being attacked by zombies.

Because Black Dragon had just accidentally discovered that this red zombie seemed to be able to only stay in the open space, and she could not leave this fog-free area.

Of course, this is just his guess. The exact details will depend on her reaction next.

In the next few minutes, the black tiger held the mahogany sword and chased the red zombies all over the place, chasing and slashing them all over the place.

Sure enough, just as Heilong guessed, the red-clothed zombie could only stay in this empty field within a few hundred meters and did not dare to go out at all.

After chasing and cutting for half an hour, Black Tiger was sweating profusely and panting from exhaustion.

He really couldn't catch up.

Because the speed of this red zombie is too fast.

She bounced casually and was several meters away, making it impossible for normal people to get close to her.

Looking at the exhausted Black Tiger, Black Panther standing next to Zhen Jian couldn't help but said angrily: "Have Black Tiger had enough fun? If you've had enough, come back and let me have fun!"

Zhen Jian glanced at him, "Be careful, don't break my peach wood sword!"

Black Panther nodded, took the peach wood sword handed over by Black Tiger, and ran towards the mound of soil aggressively.

Because when the black tiger came back just now, the red zombie hid in the coffin again.

Seeing someone coming with a mahogany sword again, the red-clothed zombie angrily escaped from the coffin again and began to flee throughout the place.

Half an hour has passed...

The black panther, like the black tiger just now, was sweating profusely and panting from exhaustion, but after chasing for a long time, he still didn't even cut off a single hair of the zombie.

At this time, Zhen Jian's brows furrowed.

This zombie is so powerful, it will definitely explode, and it will definitely explode more than a little, but it can't kill her, which is depressing.

I looked up at the sky, which was gray.

Although there is no fog in this clearing, the sun above our heads is still not visible.

Estimating the time, it should be around three or four in the afternoon.

If we continue like this, it will be dark in a few hours and we will have to return to the camp.

Thinking of this, Zhen Jian shook his head and murmured to himself: "This can't continue like this. We have to find a way to kill her. If we don't kill her today, it will be difficult for us to find this place in this foggy forest tomorrow."

Black Dragon knew what Zhen Jian was worried about, so he said: "Sir, it's obvious that this zombie is restricted here..."

"limit?"

Zhen Jian's heart was moved, and he shook his head and said: "It's not necessarily a restriction, it may be that she can't leave this place..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

"Heilong, do you think the coffin on the mound is necessarily related to her?"

After hearing this, Heilong pondered for a moment, "I think there is a connection, because she always wants to hide in the coffin, and she probably can't live without this coffin."

Zhen Jian looked at the coffin on the mound and said solemnly: "If we try to destroy the coffin, will it affect her?"

Black Dragon's heart moved and he hurriedly said: "Then let's try?"

"Then try..."

On the empty field, the Black Panther was still chasing the zombies and slashing at them, but due to too much physical exertion, he could no longer run.

Seeing this, Zhen Jian waved and said: "Black Panther, come back!"

"Yes, sir!"

After hearing the summons, the black panther hurried back.

"Sir, I'll return the peach wood sword to you."

Zhen Jian took the peach wood sword and handed it to Heilong, "You are taking two recruits to destroy the coffin. Is there any problem?"

Black Dragon smiled and said: "It's such a small thing, what's the problem?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhen Jian looked at the recruit who was just beaten away by the zombies, and asked: "Are you seriously injured?"

The recruit straightened his chest and said, "Sir, I have no problem. I can carry out the mission of destroying the coffin with Captain Black Dragon!"

"Then go for it!"

After some preparations, Black Dragon took a peach wood sword, led two recruits, and carried a pile of dry branches, leaves, grass velvet and other flammable items, and walked cautiously towards the mound in the middle of the field.

The red-clothed zombie had long since hid in the coffin. Her eyes were tightly closed, the black hair on her body had faded, and she had long since returned to her previous pale appearance.

Feeling the black dragon coming with the mahogany sword, she regained her ferocious appearance and escaped from the coffin.

But this time, the black dragon didn't chase the zombies.

Instead, he took two soldiers and rushed directly to the coffin.

Everyone put down the firewood, picked up their swords and slashed at the coffin.

Squeak!!!

Suddenly, the face of the zombie wandering in the distance changed, and he let out an angry roar. Then he rushed forward desperately, trying to stop the black dragon and the others, but was forced back by the peach wood sword in the black dragon's hand.

When Zhen Jian saw this, he was very happy.

Sure enough, this zombie is inseparable from the coffin. As long as the coffin is destroyed, the zombie will be finished.

The coffin was hard and thick, and even after cutting for a long time, it did not cause any substantial damage. Instead, it cut off a large pile of wood chips that were easy to make fire.

Seeing this, Black Dragon took out a Swiss Army knife and flint, set up firewood and hay, and lit the coffin directly.

As the flames crackled, this time, the zombies went completely crazy.

She desperately threw herself at the mound, but was driven away by the black dragon wielding the peach wood sword again and again. Although the zombie was worried that the coffin would be destroyed, she was even more afraid of the peach wood sword in the black dragon's hand.

Several times during this period, her body was hit by the sword light of the Taomu Sword. Suddenly, green smoke started to rise, and the wound was scorched black, making it impossible to heal on its own.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and finally burst into flames.

At this time, the crazy zombie let out a miserable roar, and black smoke began to emit from the skin all over her body, and then began to spontaneously ignite without fire.

Burning men of fire rolling all over the ground,

Not long after, she stopped struggling and turned into a puddle of ashes.

At this moment, Zhen Jian heard the loud reminder of the Wanjie System in his mind:
Chapter completed!