Reborn Zombie Supreme

The nightclub is finally here.

The Jade Rabbit is lying on a branch.

The breeze rustled through the leaves, and the moon's shadow hung down to cover the man wrapped in black robe.

The umbrella beside him had already been opened, and the will-o'-the-wisp was burning next to the broken jade.

The moonlight fell and poured on the will-o'-the-wisps and broken jade, making them even brighter.

"I used to like to stay up late. As the old saying goes, if you don't sleep at night, you won't wake up during the day."

He Cheng opened his mouth, and the words he spoke were human words, but the sounds that came out of his throat were still corpse sounds.

It wasn't that he was homesick, it was just that he wanted to taste something other than human blood.

When I was in school, I used to go to the Internet cafe on the wall and play games all night long, with a bowl of instant noodles at hand.

In other words, it’s a pain in the ass.

Ever since he emerged from the coffin, within a month, he had encountered many difficult masters and nearly lost his life several times, which was frustrating. But I have never had the opportunity to beat up others, and my life as a zombie is boring and boring.

"Squeak!!"

A bat covered with moon gauze flew towards him from the sky.

He Cheng slapped the bat on the ground and turned it into meat, cutting off its way of survival.

"It's almost time to go!"

The will-o'-the-wisp got into the umbrella still unfinished, and He Cheng put away the jade pendant and prepared to leave.

It's not bad to find a place where zombies and ghosts live. If you level up for yourself, he will still be white and stiff. The day when the white hair will turn into black is still far away, and when will the long hair fall off?

Hurrah! !

A swarm of bats flew overhead, blocking out the sky and the sun.

"eccentric!"

Bats bring good fortune, and the ancients liked to seek luck.

In fact, this is not a blessed beast, but an evil beast. Bats appear in many foreign horror films.

Seeing swarms of bats gathering, a man in a robe stood on the ruins with his back to He Cheng.

Level 20 - Baron.

The name is white and red, and the overall color is orange, which means this guy is not a friend.

In fact, how can we tell by the color of the head? He Cheng looked at the foreign Japanese with a ferocious face and knew that he was coming with bad intentions.

"Where is Shalene!"

Looking at the dilapidated abandoned house with only the walls and pillars intact, the baron roared at He Cheng.

"I don't care what you do, Shalene!"

He Cheng looked at him sideways.

Could it be that I just got tired of being bored and now the food delivery guy comes?

Everyone is a zombie, and dignified Chinese zombies don’t need to be afraid of foreign devils!

One is Chinese and the other is Western, one speaks zombie language, the other speaks English, and the conversation is free from speculation!

The baron couldn't fly, and dozens of bats on his back were hanging him into the sky, just like an eagle hunting for prey, smashing him down from high, full of murderous intent.

This Western zombie has been sealed for many years. It has tasted human blood for the first time, and with the anger and resentment burning in its heart, it can still conquer an army with just one claw scratch!

He Cheng jumped sideways and dodged.

The master of jumping is naturally a domestic zombie. He jumped up to several feet. When he reached the peak of his strength, he changed into a head-down and foot-up position. He clenched his fists like a winter melon hammer and cut through the strong wind behind the Baron's back. Then he smashed it down hard. , this moment is a transition between offense and defense.

It is not correct to call the Baron a Western zombie. Agile movement is his strong point. Stiffness is not considered stiff. On the contrary, his body is more agile than a living person.

Also dodge quickly.

This punch was like a comet digging into the ground, knocking the stone apart with a bang, leaving a fist mark.

If you miss a hit, you won't be angry or annoyed.

A food delivery guy came to the idle Dantuan, so he must put his skills to good use!

It was as if there were explosives in his heels. Once he landed, the earth and rocks would burst into pieces and insects and ants would scurry around.

The more I beat, the happier I feel.

"It turns out that I not only want to live." He didn't know where this warlike intention came from. He just felt that the depression was swept away, and he felt extremely happy just by pumping his fists.

He Cheng was excited to pursue the hunt, but the baron was angry. How had he been crushed and beaten by a zombie just now? His body floated strangely, and he turned around and grabbed He Cheng with his claws.

Plan to fight hard!

The baron's breath is far inferior to him, so he may not lose in a head-on confrontation.

Neither side can dodge, and it’s time for the Chinese and Western zombies to compete for toughness.

He Cheng's fist struck the Baron's face, and the Baron's claws hooked into his heart.

Both sides had quick eyesight and quick hands, and they each touched the enemy with their own abilities.

It's just that He Cheng's strength was unusual. The joints of his fists were like firecrackers, crackling and exploding in random directions. The baron's teeth were smashed into his throat, and he flew backwards and shot several meters away!

The baron's claw hooked on He Cheng's chest only broke a handful of white hairs, but when it touched his body, it only left a white mark!

The hardest thing about Bai Mao Zheng is that he is covered in white hair and is invulnerable.

The worst thing about He Chengyi's body is his white hair. Breaking the white hair may not hurt him, unless he has the evil magic of a witch. Her fingernails are like diamonds and can pierce his skin with a single stroke.

Besides, you may not win if you poke it, and the body's ability to recover is not weak.

The baron stood up from the ground and said "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" at He Cheng. He couldn't speak English clearly, his broken teeth fell all over the floor, and the guy who was eating was chipped into pieces.

The baron looked up after being beaten all over the ground, and his murderous eyes met He Cheng's gaze, as if sparks "cracking" were burning in the air.

The Baron's condition is not that good. The most similar thing about Chinese and Western zombies is that besides being bloodthirsty and afraid of light, there are only two states. One is that his limbs have been cut off and he cannot move, and the other is that he is completely reduced to ashes. There is no such thing as minor injury or serious injury. .

The half of his head that was sunk into his face gradually recovered.

Chinese zombies don't have this kind of resilience. A broken leg can only be a disabled zombie for the rest of its life. The changes in He Cheng's body are caused by the system.

Although the strength and hardness of the foreign devil zombies are not good, their ability to recover is indeed their strong point.

However, how could He Cheng give him time to repair?

"boom!"

Stomping on the ground, a pit exploded.

There is no reason to let an enemy who can defeat him escape.

But he also knew that the Baron could fly, so he couldn't stay if he wanted to leave. After all, the Baron level was much stronger than him. How could he have the upper hand in this fight? He had taken advantage of his strong body. If it had been an ordinary white-haired zombie, he would have been torn to pieces by the Baron. .

Ordinary black zombies may not be able to win.

It can be wounded but hard to kill.

This was his first serious fight since he turned into a zombie. A lion fought a rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that this time it was a lion fighting an evil tiger. If he didn't use 200% of his strength, he would definitely be dead.

At this time, He Cheng didn't look like a zombie. He was lunging forward with his right foot, his fists were clenched emptyly, and his shoulders were slightly raised, as if he was holding two invisible giant hammers!

If there are thousands of troops in front, it seems that they can be defeated by one person!

A strong wind suddenly blew, and the clouds in the sky rolled up like scrolls.

After a few more seconds,

The cloud paintings like splashed ink spread out again, and the strong wind suddenly dissipated.

Surges of evil, resentment, yin, and corpse aura emerged from He Cheng's nose, twisting and rolling like two black dragons, spinning around in a circle and then worming their way into his empty hand.

The black mist enveloped the fist, making it dazzling for ordinary people to see.

The baron felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. His eyes swayed left and right to look at the black mist in He Cheng's hand. He could feel the crisis.

Corpse energy is the root of zombies. All zombies in the world will bite people to suck blood and use their bodies to resist, but no zombie will ever use the corpse energy in their body as a weapon to attack.

It’s not that I won’t, it’s that I won’t use it.

When many Taoists subdue zombies, they like to use a bamboo tube to penetrate the zombie's throat to release the corpse air from the body.

When the time comes, it all depends on your mood whether to flatten or round the zombie.

Zombie damage to corpse energy is like a person spitting out essence and blood, hurting others first before hurting yourself!

The price is huge, and the power is naturally extraordinary.

Using his back foot, He Cheng was wrapped in the wind and pushed up his fists. His fists were like splashing ink, and he drew two horizontal black gestures in the air!

The fist slammed into the face of the Western zombie, and the nose dug in and penetrated into the back of the head. The whole face bones shattered, and black blood exploded into a sky full of rain, splashing all over the ground.

Like hitting a train head-on, the Western zombie hit the ground and a pit burst out, waiting for He Cheng to take action to finish him off.

"Master, what a vicious zombie!"

"There's someone!" He Cheng was startled and turned around to see three heads hiding in the dark.

"Level 31-Yimei Taoist"

"Level 6-Afang"

"Level 7-Ahao"

It was Al Fang who spoke just now.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole?" He Cheng chuckled inwardly.

"No, he found us!"

There will be another update later, a little late