Seeing that Zhang Yang was silent, Song Feixue suddenly giggled.

After she had laughed enough, she opened her teeth and said softly: "What's wrong, cousin, is my little sister so scary?"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, but still said nothing.

He knows that for a woman like her, the more anxious you act, the more she won't let you easily get relevant answers from her.

It's better to be silent and let her take the initiative to tell you.

His eyes always fell on the black skull not far away.

Let's see how strong this guy is and whether he can really suppress Po Jun's power.

In these days, Po Jun has killed not a thousand but also eight hundred zombies and monsters.

After absorbing so many undead souls, it grew rapidly.

Fortunately, the Nine Yang True Fire in his body was also increasing rapidly, and he could still suppress it. Otherwise, Po Jun's violent aura alone would have made it impossible for strangers to enter.

Now, Po Jun lost the suppression of Nine Yang True Fire, and his murderous aura completely burst out.

The three of them were so close that they could hardly breathe due to the overwhelming murderous aura.

They retreat subconsciously.

Unknowingly, he had already retreated about ten meters away.

Even at such a long distance, they still find it unbearable.

But seeing that their teacher Zhang Yang had not moved, they gritted their teeth and persisted, unwilling to retreat any further.

Buzz!

With a slight tremor, the black skeleton was enveloped in a silver-gray halo, exuding a strange aura.

Especially its right arm, starting from the phalanges, becomes particularly bright the closer it is to Po Jun.

Those strange runes are like blood, and something seems to be faintly flowing along them.

At the same time, Po Jun's sword energy also burst out.

Boom boom boom!

The two forces continued to collide, and a series of explosions erupted.

Immediately, he saw the runes that looked like blood began to peel off from its bones and attached directly to Po Jun.

what happened?!

Zhang Yang was shocked to see that although Po Jun's violence was suppressed for an instant, the power contained within was truly smoothed out by these complicated runes.

It is no longer as chaotic and disorderly as before, but has become extremely thick and dignified!

The whole temperament of the sword seems to have completely changed in an instant...

Click!

Just when Po Jun's strength became stable again, the right hand of the skeleton holding it suddenly made a cracking sound. Starting from the right finger bones, like a rapid elegance, the pieces were cracked and peeled off layer by layer.

Whoosh!

The finger bones turned into fragments, and Po Jun let go, easily piercing the ground.

Boom!

The skeleton disintegrated faster and faster, and finally shook violently, collapsed, and turned into a pile of fragments, sending up countless gray smoke.

A gust of night wind blew by, and the pile of lusterless fragments turned into fly ash, dissipated with the wind, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Yang raised his head and looked at Song Feixue in astonishment.

He didn't understand why she would do this?!

He actually used the inscription technique to give Po Jun a new way to form his power, forcibly increasing its power by at least two or three times!

The most important thing is that with these inscriptions, he no longer has to worry about his growth being too slow and being counterattacked by Po Jun's hostility.

Zhang Yang felt that he was getting more and more confused.

"Why, cousin, my little sister worked so hard to help you, but you are so indifferent, without even a word of thanks. It's really sad!" Song Feixue looked at her hand, and Po Jun, half submerged in the ground, screamed.

It flew into her hand with a sound.

Po Jun flicked the sword with his finger, and Po Jun trembled with a buzzing sound.

Zhongzheng is peaceful, and there is no anger at all.

"Song Feixue, what do you want to do?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask.

"As I said, it's because I know that cousin you have lost all your strength and are determined to get into this muddy water. My little sister knows that she can't stop you, so for your safety, cousin, I have to find ways to help you!"

Song Feixue smiled, her eyes always falling on Po Jun, as if an experienced collector was appreciating a perfect work of art.

Zhang Yang sneered and said nothing.

Of course he didn't believe Sein Feixue's lies.

She must have ulterior motives!

"Why, I still don't believe it!" Song Feixue raised her eyebrows, and Po Jun put a beautiful sword flower on her hand.

The sword light circulated, even though no force was used, a half-meter-high broken wall not far away was cut in half by the sword energy!

"Tell me what you want to do! Stop wasting time! And don't treat me like a monkey!"

"That's right! It's almost dawn, and I don't have much time."

While Song Feixue was talking, she suddenly snapped her fingers.

The sound was crisp and clear, and carried far away in the silent night.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly.

Because he had noticed from the corner of his eye that after the sound of snapping fingers, the zombies behind Song Feixue who were wandering back and forth aimlessly suddenly stopped and slowly raised their heads, looking for something with their soulless eyes.

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Soon, they seemed to have locked onto their target, slowly turning around and approaching here step by step...

Although their movements were extremely slow, even worse than the most common zombies I had seen before, seven or eight hundred zombies rushed at them. The terrifying scene still made people feel that their hair stood on end and their breathing changed.

It didn't go smoothly.

Zhang Yang was okay. Although he was a little worried in his heart, he still pretended to be nonchalant on the surface.

He guessed that Sein Feixue just wanted to scare him.

Otherwise, she could easily subdue the four of them by herself, so why bother?!

But Mike and others around Zhang Yang were not calm.

Each and every one of them is ready to take action at any time.

Just now, when Song Feixue appeared, the three of them were still distracted for a moment.

It was not because of fear, but because I was immediately attracted by her fairy-like appearance and temperament.

No wonder.

As her strength continues to improve, although Song Feixue's appearance has not changed much, her temperament is completely different.

Especially this way of appearing naturally calmed these three hot-blooded guys.

Song Feixue was obviously very familiar with Zhang Yang. Although the content of the conversation between the two seemed a bit tit-for-tat, they did not expect that these zombies would have anything to do with the beautiful woman with an oriental classical charm in front of them.

They were still guessing that there must be some minor conflict between the two.

We are all young people, so this kind of thing is absolutely normal.

And they also felt that only a woman like this was worthy of flirting with Zhang Yang.

Especially when she actually helped Zhang Yang improve Po Jun's power, this idea was reinforced.

It wasn't until they discovered that Song Feixue could actually control the group of terrifying zombies that they suddenly came back to their senses and activated their powers in their bodies to prepare for the battle.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Zhang Yang was afraid that Mike and the others would lose their composure and attack first because the zombies kept approaching, so he had to ask in a deep voice.

The three of them probably wouldn't be able to take even half of Song Feixue's moves!

"Hehe, I finally spoke. Cousin, what, are you scared too?" Sein Feixue said with a trace of teasing that could not be concealed.

"I'm not an emotionless monster. Of course I know how to be afraid!" Zhang Yang replied angrily, but there was something in his words.

"How about we make a deal?" Song Feixue didn't seem to hear that Zhang Yang was squeezing her into disowning her relatives. She was hard-hearted and still had a faint smile on her face.

"You are a swordsman, and I am a fish and meat. What else is there to say! No one can stop you from doing what you want, so why bother asking me if I am happy or not?!"

Zhang Yang's voice was still cold, but his meaning was obvious.

There was really nothing he could do about Song Feixue.

Simply make your attitude clear and see what she wants to do.
To be continued...