Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"Xiao Liu!"

"what is that?"

"careful!"

Something unexpected happened.

The dark hand protruded from the coffin, breaking the wooden board, piercing the chest, and crushing the heart, all so fast that no one had time to react.

Even until Xiao Liu fell to the ground, some people looked confused.

The next moment.

"Peng!"

The coffin weighing a thousand kilograms exploded with a bang, and the heavy coffin lid rolled in the air, carrying the roaring wind and hitting Fang Zheng on the head.

A solid wood coffin lid weighing hundreds of kilograms can easily crush a car.

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, his energy and blood surged up, and he instinctively swung the knife up, the tip of the knife trembling slightly, and used the force to rush forward the moment it came into contact with the coffin lid.

Dragonfly touches the water!

The tip of the knife seemed to have a small contact area, but it reversed the direction of the coffin lid.

"Woo..."

The huge coffin lid flew out close to his scalp, and before Fang Zheng could relax, a fishy wind and a black shadow rushed forward.

Not far away, Du Qiaoyun exclaimed:

"Master Fang, be careful!"

In times of crisis, the benefits of practicing martial arts every day become apparent.

Fang Zheng's body suddenly exploded, and his consciousness became clearer than ever before. He didn't have time to swing the knife again, and instead of retreating, he rushed forward and rushed into the fishy wind.

Baji sticks to the mountain!

The tamped ground beneath his feet suddenly sank, and force rose from the ground, running straight along his legs and lumbar spine to his shoulders, crashing into the black shadow.

"Peng!"

With all his strength in this collision, even Du Qiaoyun, who had gained a lot of Qi and blood for the second time, was knocked to the point of holding his breath and was unable to fight back.

The black shadow also struggled to lean back and raised his hands out of control, but he only took a step back.

how come?

Fang Zheng was shocked.

With my own skill, even a cow would be knocked out several times. Could it be that the opponent is a three-blood master?

"Woo..."

Before he had time to think about it, a strange scream came from the black shadow's mouth. At the same time, his body rotated, his arms swept like scythes, and his arms actually hit the long knife in his hand.

"Peng!"

The huge force was like a train running at full speed. It not only knocked the long knife away, but also made Fang Zheng's throat feel so sweet that he almost vomited blood and fell back.

What a great power!

What's even more frightening is that his knife is a product of modern technology. The blade is so sharp that it can't cut off the opponent's arm even if it collides with it with great force.

Only part of the skin and flesh can be cut.

and,

The other party seemed not to know what pain was, and was not affected at all.

Seeing the black shadow coming towards him again, Fangzheng stretched out his arms and soared like a crane, gliding several meters close to the ground to avoid the sharp edge.

Wing Chun White Crane!

He is fast, and Sombra is faster.

Both feet hit the ground hard, shooting like an arrow from the string.

"snort!"

Fang Zheng groaned, stepped on his feet, and rubbed his body to avoid the incoming attack. He was using Bagua swimming footwork.

In the blink of an eye, he has used many techniques such as swordsmanship, Baji, Wing Chun, Bagua, etc., and even gradually integrated under the pressure of his opponents.

But such a crazy outburst takes an equally astonishing toll on physical strength.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, a graceful figure that was as agile as a snake wrapped around the black shadow.

Just pestering!

Although there was no physical contact, it felt like a long snake wrapping around its prey, and cold light emerged from the palms of the hands.

"Bah..."

The soft sword rotated crazily around the black shadow's neck, and even produced sparks of electricity due to the friction.

Finger-twirling soft sword!

The special skill of Coiling Snake Martial Arts School is to carry the sword like a soft belt, twisting and turning gently and erratically, making the sword moves unpredictable and making the enemy unable to block it.

With Du Qiaoyun's strength, he could easily hang someone's head.

But this time the opponent is obviously different.

"Peng!"

With a muffled groan, Du Qiaoyun staggered back, his right hand holding the sword trembling crazily, and the soft sword in his hand had more decaying holes.

"It's a zombie!"

She clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes were filled with fear, and she screamed:

"Everyone, be careful!"

Only then did Fang Zheng finally see his opponent clearly.

The black figure has a green face and fangs, spits out corpse air, is covered in black hair, and looks ferocious. Its two pupils are pale and dead, without any characteristics that a living person should have.

Zombies?

Is there really such a thing in this world?

Fang Zheng felt a chill in his heart. He could barely keep his emotions together, but Scarface, who had just rushed to the front, was frightened to death.

The young master of the gymnasium was vulnerable to a second blow. Wouldn't he and others be doomed?

"ah!"

He screamed, threw down the weapon in his hand, and ran straight to the way he came.

It was okay that he didn't move, but his movement immediately attracted the zombie's attention, and he grabbed the coffin beside him with both hands and smashed it straight towards Scarface.

"Peng!"

It weighs a thousand kilograms and can directly smash a person into a pulp. Even a Qi-blood warrior is vulnerable to it.

Fortunately, although zombies are strong and fast, their movements are stiff and lack variety, so simply avoiding them may not be impossible.

Fang Zheng turned his head sharply and put his hands on his waist.

"Woo..."

The zombie roared again, leaping high into the sky and heading towards Du Qiaoyun.

Among them, her energy and blood are the strongest, and she is like a burning candle in the perception of zombies, even more obvious than the target.

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound in Yizhuang again.

The zombie in mid-air fell to the ground, a small hole appeared near the temple, and white brain matter slowly flowed out.

Not far away, Fang Fang looked gloomy, and the barrel of the pistol in his hand was still emitting hot smoke.

gun!

This is what makes him not afraid of warriors.

Even a warrior with three levels of Qi and blood is still a mortal body and cannot block a few shots. The same is true for zombies.

but……

"Uh-huh!"

The zombie with brain overflow stood up straight, turned around and looked directly at Fang Zheng, its pale pupils were deathly silent, making people's hair stand on end.

Still not dead?

wrong!

It's dead!

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Fangzheng gritted his teeth and fired two shots in a row. One shot hit the zombie's head. The strong inertia lifted half of the zombie's skull. The other shot hit the heart and penetrated the body directly.

The zombie's body trembled and retreated, and streams of gray breath spurted out from the wounds.

But...

As soon as the gunfire stopped, it immediately stopped backing up.

"it's useless."

Surprise appeared in Du Qiaoyun's beautiful eyes, his gaze fell on the pistol for a moment, and then he shook his head:

"Normal attacks cannot kill it. The most it consumes is its corpse energy. Unless you have the ability to completely consume all the corpse energy in its body, you can kill it."

"You can see that." Fang Zheng roared, put away his gun and grabbed the wooden stake on the side of the door. With a flick of his wrist, he aimed at the zombies that were rushing towards him.

Xingyiquan evolved from marksmanship. His three-character key to stabbing fast, accurately, and hard was to hit the zombie's throat.

Du Qiaoyun just hanged his head, and the flesh of the zombie's neck cracked, exposing the bones inside. This time, it was even more banged up.

His head was pulled down.

Don't believe it, it can still move without its head?

"Ouch!"

The zombie roared with a power comparable to that of a three-blooded warrior. Fangzheng stepped back continuously, and even the wooden stakes made a crisp sound.

"drink!"

Fang Zheng shouted in his mouth, and suddenly swung the wooden stake in his hand, like a green dragon waving its tail, and slapped the zombie's cheek hard with huge force.

Dragon snake big gun!

"Peng!"

The stakes splintered.

The zombies were also knocked to the ground.

Du Qiaoyun's eyes lit up and he rushed forward.

At the same time, she clenched her silver teeth and wiped the soft sword in her right hand with her left hand. The hot blood instantly infected the soft sword.

"die!"

The soft sword was like a belt, wrapping around the zombie's neck again.

Different from the last time, this time the soft sword directly strangled its neck, pulled hard, and cut like saw teeth.

"Bah..."

The smoke rose, and the zombies looked up to the sky and roared, as if they were feeling pain, and their heads were about to fall off their necks.

However, Du Qiaoyun didn't feel good either. He was hit by the zombie's arm and flew straight out, hitting the wall hard and slowly sliding down.

"Yang energy and blood are its nemesis."

She vomited blood from her mouth and said loudly:

"It's dying, hurry up!"

Although the zombie is strong, after being shot several times and having its throat cut by a sharp blade, it is still obvious that it has become weak, and its movements are visibly slow.

A young man named Yang from the martial arts school had been afraid to move. Only then did he muster the courage to cut his palm with a knife and rush forward, covered in blood.

Fang Zheng also picked up the knife and followed suit and rushed forward.