The golden crow hung high in the sky, and a round sun shone brightly in the sea of clouds. The dazzling halo made Baizhu squint his eyes.
He took out the handle of the knife, held it firmly in his hand, exhaled a long breath, and suddenly stepped forward.
Power, desire for more power.
Whether it was zombies or strange noises in the cave, they all made him feel uneasy.
He had already died once. The moment the wheels rolled over his body, every bone made a clicking sound, like the popcorn machine on the roadside when he was a child.
Click - click -
After a brief period of confusion, there was endless severe pain.
No words can describe the pain of that moment. Every cell in the body was transmitting the sense of pain, and the limbs were like stiff machines. Then, the eyes fell into absolute darkness.
After rebirth, Baizhu couldn't hold back his inner ecstasy. He came back to life——
Even if we live in such a world.
…
In a small pavilion, zombies wearing handymen's clothes were wandering stiffly. The clear waves on the water reflected the pair of white hands, which were a bit creepy in the sunlight.
Sizzling——
There was a soft sound of rolling gravel.
It suddenly turned its head, and a fist as white as jade went straight into its eyes——
A dull collision sounded, and bursts of resistance came from the fist. Baizhu kept moving, and the strength in his hand burst out layer by layer, exploding in circles.
It raised its hand halfway and then slumped down. When it fell to the ground, its head was shattered and scattered into a puddle of flesh.
The black dirty blood quickly condensed into dry and hard blood clots in the air. Some of it flowed into the pool water and sank like pebbles.
Bai Shu withdrew his gaze and spread his palms out curiously.
There were dozens of feet between his palm and the water, so he raised his palm and pressed it down gently.
Wow~
A depression shaped like a palm mark is reflected on the water surface. With it as the axis, the nearby water flows gather together, like a small whirlpool.
Atractylodes clenched his five fingers tightly, and then squeezed hard.
Bang!
The vortex exploded immediately, and an invisible small air column spread downwards, making a slight sound when it collided with the bluestone at the bottom of the pool.
About one meter...
Bai Shu shook his head.
"Fuhu Fist" records a killing method called An Jin.
Being able to stir the yolk of an egg from a distance without damaging the shell of a chicken is a perfect expression of Fuhu Fist in the book.
When he just killed the zombie, the dark energy penetrated through the skull and killed him with shock. This method, which was similar to beating a cow across a mountain, made him extremely interested.
"About one meter, the distance of Dacheng's Fuhu Fist is too short, and the attack power is not enough."
An Jin hit the bluestone at the bottom of the pool, but it only touched it lightly, far from cracking the bluestone.
While he was thinking about it, the nearby zombies were attracted by the sound and ran towards here one after another.
Roar! Roar!!!
Dozens of irrational evil beasts lay on the ground, either on all fours, using their hands and feet, or twisting their bodies, with their spines crooked. These ordinary people who were weak in life turned out to be even more cruel after death than the ferocious beasts in the wild.
One of them had a particularly thick body, and while it was running, anyone who stood in front of it was knocked away without mercy.
Bai Shu kicked the headless corpse into the waterside pavilion, causing water to splash all over the pond.
In this dangerous situation, intense emotions surged in his chest, and his fingertips trembled with excitement.
"kill!"
Baizhu shouted low, his spine bent like a big bow, and the electricity shot out.
The long knife brought out a heavy sound of wind, and as the bodies intertwined for an instant, the upper half of the zombie's skull was violently knocked out by the huge blow. The body's remaining strength did not diminish, and after running forward for a few steps, it suddenly collapsed.
"The first one..."
With a thought in Baizhu's mind, the billowing blood energy gathered on the right hand and arm holding the knife, and green veins the size of earthworms protruded and became densely packed.
He used the long knife as a spear and threw it forward suddenly.
It was as fast as thunder, making a shrill sound of breaking through the air, piercing the zombie's skull, and then nailed the other one behind him to the mahogany pillar.
After taking off the weapon, Baizhu only felt lighter.
The sword technique also includes chopping, chopping, stabbing, teasing, wiping, blocking, intercepting, picking and other techniques, which are complex and exquisite, and are comparable to the way of swordsmanship.
It's a pity that he didn't find any sword manual in Zangyue Tower.
Instead of swinging with brute force, it is better to use Dacheng's Fuhu Fist to deal with the enemy.
Baizhu's right arm suddenly straightened, and the bones creaked, as if it had lengthened by three inches.
Although the punch has not yet arrived, the dark energy contained in the fist wind has captured the zombie's figure.
After killing it with one punch, Baizhu kept walking and knocked down the head of another zombie, sinking it heavily into his neck.
Among the fourteen zombies surrounded by lightning and flint, five of their souls have already returned to the underworld.
"There are nine left..."
Bai Shu lowered his body to avoid the figure flying towards him from behind.
Unknowingly, the remaining nine formed a faint circle, surrounding him in the center.
He looked around, his rotten face was covered in blood and flesh, and his sharp canine teeth were biting up and down. Only those moves were so bright that it was breathtaking.
It can't be delayed any longer.
With a thought in Bai Shu's mind, the muscles of his arms suddenly swelled, and the sleeves that were originally loose and loose on his hands clacked, as if two strong winds were pouring in, and became as straight as an iron cylinder.
Empty Tong!
The bluestone beneath his feet sank slightly, and the violent sound of wind and thunder tearing through the air quickly sounded, and small pebbles and ash flew up within a few inches, reaching about knee height, scattering in the air.
In the midst of the roar, the two zombies in the farthest place fell to the sky, and blood flowed from the broken mouth as big as a bowl.
Bai Shu didn't stop, he leaped into the sky about ten feet high, his arms jiāo crossed, and with the force of the dive, he continued to hammer a zombie into pulp like a pile driver.
"Go away!"
After kicking the zombie away, Baizhu bowed his body and hit it again, pushing it against the side of the corridor pillar.
The rotten face screamed repeatedly, less than a foot away from him, and half of the skull was dented, but it still remained undead.
He pulled out the long knife mounted on the pillar, swung it with one hand, and chopped off the zombie's head.
Where the fire splashed, Baizhu's five fingers softened, and the long knife flew away far away.
Seeing it pounce again, Baizhu reached up and pushed it back with an angry roar.
This zombie's head was so terrifyingly hard that after being punched by him several times, it was still jumping around. Bai Shu almost thought it was a martial artist who had ascended to the first realm.
The arm that was on his upper jaw was actually pressed back a little bit. Looking at the pair of moves, Bai Shu was shocked in his heart.
Peng!
The muscles and bones of Bai Zhu's arms swelled again, and the skin and flesh condensed into one piece. With this strength, he pushed the zombie back to the big pillar in one go.
The entire grass pavilion trembled slightly. Without waiting for the zombies to react, Baizhu's fists came out like thunder. The air was surging with force. The two fists were wrapped around the whole body and fell down, hitting the zombie's shoulder joints.
When the fist fell, it was like hitting a ball of pig iron, the finger bones felt numb, and the tiger's mouth hurt, as if it was about to split.
"Open!!!"
The canthus of Baizhu's eyes is about to burst, and the dark energy spurting out from his fists comes one after another, like a millstone that keeps turning, grinding away in turn.
Click——
The zombie managed to hold up the heavy pressure, and his legs slowly straightened up. When Bai Zhu was almost discouraged, a clear sound of bone cracking was finally heard.
