I became the sun god.

Chapter 270 Loose Cultivator Li Fan
Roar!
After drinking the blood of the cultivators, the zombies became more ferocious.

Especially the newly grown hair on his body, even the sword light of a middle-aged Taoist priest can block it.

Under such a terrible defense, the middle-aged Taoist priest retreated steadily, and was even a little dangerous, and was almost knocked over by zombies several times.

A slap from a zombie is enough to knock down a street lamp. If it was slapped on a person, even a transcendent would not be able to bear it.

"Let's go!"

"Everyone get out of here!"

"I can't stop this thing anymore, go ask Uncle Qingxu to come over!"

"Or just bombard him with missiles!"

The middle-aged Taoist fought and pushed, looking at the crowd who refused to disperse, he shouted loudly.

The crowd was completely flustered.

Even the Taoist priests who came from the west couldn't bear it. Isn't that the level of extra meals for ordinary people?
Under such fear, the crowd began to retreat quickly, and the cries soon sounded.

Stampede!

A stampede is about to happen!
The leader of the military immediately realized that the situation was wrong, and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Quickly control the order!"

"Leave the zombies alone, control the order, and don't let the crowd stampede!"

The leader's orders seemed weak.

Now that this is the case, how can we control the order? ,

Unless there is a miracle to disperse the fear, all people can only flee in fear, and the order can only be chaos.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the five thunders are rectifying the law!"

In the midst of the chaos, an energetic voice sounded, echoing like thunder.

Boom!

The true energy of the five thunders rectification was running, and Li Fan's voice exploded like a thunderstorm, shaking everyone's minds.

That angry voice dispelled the fear at this moment.

Someone followed the sound subconsciously, and saw an ordinary figure rushing towards the zombie against the flow of people.

It was a young man, an ordinary-looking young man.

But there seemed to be a gloomy and explosive power hidden in that young man, making the air around him faintly tremble.

Zizizi!
Under everyone's gaze, an electric arc started to jump on the palm raised by the young man.

It was not a dazzling arc, but a gloomy arc, like black smoke.

"Five Thunder Palms!"

Li Fan and the middle-aged Taoist passed by, and with the stunned expression of the middle-aged Taoist, he slapped the zombie with his palm.

Immediately, a large electric arc erupted, and the power of lightning made the zombie take a few steps back.

But that's it.

After rubbing his numb arm, Li Fan looked sideways at the Taoist priest:
"Does the Daoist still have the power to fight?"

The middle-aged Taoist was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"of course."

"Poverty Wudang Mountain Xuanjizi, dare to ask You Zun's name?"

Li Fan stared at the zombie, shrugged and said:

"Li Fan, there is no sect, no sect."

Ok?
The middle-aged Taoist frowned, you boy are you fooling me.

In the era of revival of spiritual energy, how could one practice without sects or sects.

Know that all greatness comes from the gods.

Today, when the gods have not yet returned, one must have ancient inheritance if one wants to practice.

As for these things, it is estimated that only the great sects can be preserved.

Even Wudang, thanks to the blessing of the Tianhe Sword Sect, had its heyday today.

You told me it was a casual cultivator?

Do you think I will believe it?
Before the middle-aged Taoist could say anything, Li Fan suddenly said:
"he came!"

"Daoist be careful!"

"My whole body itself is not at home, and it is far less powerful than the Taoist priest's swordsmanship."

"However...my means are not bad."

The middle-aged Taoist priest's expression froze, and subconsciously tapped out a few sword qi, hitting the zombie without pain or itching.

At the same time as the sword energy was released, darkness began to spread under Li Fan's feet, like dark water.

"Bone-attached maggot water dirty thunder!"

The next moment, with Li Fan's shout, the calm black water suddenly shot towards the zombie like thousands of thunderbolts.

The black water and thunder hit the zombie's body, attaching to the surface of his body like maggots attached to the bone, absorbing the essence of his body.

Roar!
The passing of energy made the zombie let out an uneasy roar, but his aura suddenly weakened a lot.

"Ok?"

"A method that can devour the opponent's energy?"

"Shui Dirty Thunder...Could it be Lei Fa?"

The middle-aged Taoist was born as a Taoist, and he saw a lot of ways at once.

But there is no time to think about it now, and realizing that the opportunity has come, the middle-aged Taoist sword is like a frightened bird.

The sword light flew, and the figure of the middle-aged Taoist priest was like a banished fairy, flying up and down around the zombie.

The black water filled the air, and Li Fan stepped into the gloomy black water, and waved his hands like thunder and water.

With the cooperation of the two, the zombie was actually suppressed.

But this is not enough, the two of them are not high-level transcendental beings, and their mana is limited.

And what about zombies?

This thing is like a perpetual motion machine, as long as it is dark, it can keep moving.

Under such circumstances, both Li Fan and the Taoist priests tried their best to achieve a quick victory.

"Thunder Restraint!"

Feeling the consumption of mana in his body, Li Fan decisively controlled all the water and dirty mines, and hit the zombies all at once.

A large amount of water and dirty mines, like viscous liquid, bound the zombie's body.

Yin Lei is also thunder, and the power of Lei Fa is rumbling, killing the corpse's energy of zombies.

And the unique ability of Shui Dirty Thunder is constantly devouring the essence of zombies, transforming into continuous thunder.

Rumble!
In the thunderous sound, the zombie seemed to be covered by asphalt, but there were a lot of electric arcs jumping on its body.

"good chance!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes lit up, all the magic power in his body was mobilized, and a thick sword light was cut out instantly.

This sword seems to be solid, and there are simple and simple patterns on the lightsaber the size of a door panel.

This is the unique skill of Taoist priests.

He once visualized Wudang's real martial arts sword in his heart, and finally used the real martial arts sword as a dharma image to refine such a heart sword.

This heart sword condensed all the energy and spirit, and even the air was torn apart.

Swish!
The sword light flickered away, and the zombie's body, which had been swallowed up in energy, was cut open by the heart sword.

Roar!
But at the critical moment, the zombie escaped, only missing an arm and half of his chest.

Finished!

The face of the middle-aged Taoist turned pale, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

At this moment, a cold killing intent suddenly erupted beside him.

I saw Li Fan's palms forming knives together, and there was a faint yin flow on his arms, and he felt extremely sharp at a glance.

"Three Yin Demon Killing Knife!"

Li Fan, who was covered in blue veins, endured the severe pain in his meridians, and slashed out with a sharp knife!

Swish!
A cold and strange knife light slashed towards the damaged chest at a strange angle.

The brutality and strangeness of that moment, as well as the biting murderous intent, moved everyone.

What kind of spell is this...?
Can such a spell kill zombies?
(End of this chapter)