Chapter 1809: The bell is ringing and digging a hole
Bang bang bang - the fierce and fierce fists rolled like wind wheels with scorching energy. Xu Qing poured all the anger in his heart into his fists, regardless of any moves and rules, just punching to the flesh, and each punch was as fast as a punch.
Fist, the big and stiff man is like a boxing target without the power to fight back. The body flies out and falls like a broken paper kite. He leans up or falls down. Every time he is silent for a few seconds, he staggers up and is immediately chased away by lightning.
The old fist flew away...
Xu Qing didn't mean to torment a painless zombie. After hitting an unknown number of punches in succession, the anger in his heart gradually calmed down. He suddenly turned around and glanced at Mr. Tang, who was lying on the ground in the distance, and found that this
I don't know when my brother took a yellow butt in his mouth. He was swallowing clouds and spitting out mist.
The big, hairy man was cut open to the point of his chin by a thunder knife, but not even a drop of blood flowed out. Every time he was blown away, wisps of catkin-like black air would flow out of the wound, as if it was constantly filling the wound.
, this is the yin energy used by zombies to repair their own injuries. In ancient times, someone once described the strong recovery ability of zombies. Their heads can be resuscitated, their bodies can be disemboweled, and if they cannot be burned into ashes, they will not rot for thousands of years.
The vampires in the West have extremely powerful recovery capabilities and are known as immortals. Apart from their intelligence, zombies in the East are hundreds of times stronger than those bat cubs in terms of physical strength and recovery ability. A drop of pure blood from the zombies can make the vampires break through thousands of wounds.
Thousands of heads.
Xu Qing was stunned for a moment when he saw Young Master Tang smoking. The anger that was still left in his heart turned into soap bubbles under the scorching sun and dissipated without even leaving any water stains. This guy is a rebel.
The mistress wearing a sheepskin coat made him waste a lot of expressions.
The big man Mao stood there blankly, with a pair of red eyes staring at the endless black scene. He had no intention of coming forward to fight Xu Qing. He was beaten from the beginning to the end. The young man in front of him was far away and could not feel anything.
Once you get close, you can feel a strong sense of oppression. A stiff person like him can't even have the slightest sense of resistance.
Xu Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head. Meng Buding used voice transmission to speak into Young Master Tang's ears: "Brother, you can get up now. The ground is cold."
"Pfft! Cough cough..." Young Master Tang took a puff of cigarette and choked it directly into his throat. He coughed violently again. This guy got up from the ground and trotted to Xu Qing, holding a long knife in his hand.
He made a knife and smiled and said: "Qingzi, why don't you rest and let me relax your muscles and bones?"
Xu Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, you flew out and vomited blood just now. Did you mean to torment me? We don't do this for fun."
Young Master Tang chuckled and said: "Actually, it's nothing. If your gums bleed, just spray it in one gulp. Besides, I was hit by a big dick and my chest felt tight, so I lay on the ground and rested for a while. It felt so good to see you beat me."
My brother is too lazy to spoil his mood, hehe! No more talking, you take a break and have a cigarette while I play some games with him."
Xu Qing curled his lips and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get something first." Before he finished speaking, he had already ducked behind the big man Mao Zhan, stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the sword, flew up and kicked Mao Zhan on the butt, boom!
This thing's butt was like a rotten wood. He kicked him out of a nest and kicked him in front of Young Master Tang. Since this guy wanted to play a few tricks, let's just show off his adult beauty.
Young Master Tang swung his swords to get out of his stance, and said with a faint smile: "You idiot, I've got some rest, and I'm getting ready to be stabbed." Strangely enough, Mao Zheng, who was originally as good as a target, saw Tang
The eldest young master immediately became active, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he rushed forward with his claws. One man and one corpse were fighting with swords and claws in a lively manner.
Xu Qing sheathed the Long Yuan Sword with his backhand, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. When he was touching the lighter, he accidentally touched a slippery object. He took it out and took a look. It was the crescent moon.
The Xingyu Card, I think this thing is very important to the dead mustache. I thought about destroying it beforehand. After tonight, I must find an experienced player to help me with the eyes.
The crescent-shaped jade tablet is the Daoling Corpse Taming Talisman, a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the Dragon and Tiger Sect. The reason why Mao Zong became a boxing target is all because of the deterrent power produced by this Corpse Taming Talisman. Legend has it that even the zombie god can control it.
As a treasure, as long as Mao Zhan feels a little breath, he is like a centipede seeing a rooster, not even daring to move.
Xu Qing took out his lighter, lit a cigarette, and put the jade token into his pocket. In his opinion, this thing was just a piece of spiritual jade, not even as good as the two pretty jade turtles under the pillow. There is a saying that goes well.
, there are so many treasures, gold plates and jade bowls can be used to feed cats and dogs. The former poor boy has now transformed into a veritable boy with many treasures. Even if he adds one more, he will be a Jia Duobao.
Young Master Tang was able to deal with Mao Zheng with ease. The sword in his hand flashed and Huo kept teasing. Now that there was an additional audience behind him, he naturally tightened his hand a little more. The man had a face, and he didn't want his good brother to suffer.
Look flat.
Ding, ding, ding—two crisp bells came from afar. The big man, Mao Zheng, had a flash of red light in his eyes. He turned around and walked away, ignoring the knife and ax behind him. The call of the soul bell made him irresistible. Dragon
The Hu Sect has never advertised any Taoist orthodoxy. Corpse refining has always existed, and it is even more popular than alchemy. A lonely Taoist priest needs someone to accompany him. Even if it is a corpse, strong taste is better than no taste.
Mao Zheng ran away quickly, and Young Master Tang was chasing after him with a knife. Xu Qing flicked the cigarette butt in his hand and pulled out a short knife from his waist. He knew that the Hongming knife had the evil spirit of sucking blood and devouring souls. He used it to
It might be a miraculous effect to deal with zombies. He drew his sword and jumped up. He flew like a phantom and flashed in front of the big man Mao Zheng. The short sword in his raised hand was like a rainband swaying in the strong wind. The light of the sword flashed intensively, as if there were hundreds of people.
The daggers appeared at the same time, and it was impossible to tell which was the blade and which was the phantom.
Ding Bell - The soul bell rang again. Mao Zheng seemed to have received some special order. He suddenly fell down and stood on his head. His body turned like a top, and his claws were like a high-speed machine.
He dug hard into the ground like an excavator, and in the blink of an eye there was a hole in the ground in front of him, and he sank straight into it.
Have you ever seen a zombie, who has ever seen a zombie that can dig holes in the ground? A large zombie with a height of two meters and a weight of no less than 100 kilograms performed a magical scene in front of the brothers. He transformed into a fat and flexible super groundhog.
It only took the rat less than three minutes to dig a half-meter-wide hole in the ground, and got in completely, leaving not even a foot outside.
Xu Qing now understands that the simple jingle of the bell just now represents a language that the zombies can understand. If you tell him to dig a hole, you can dig a hole, and if you tell him to run away, there is no ambiguity!