Spatial hoarding: super strong wood superpowers

Chapter 92
Cheng Jing turned around and rushed in before the iron sheet broke open. The distance between her and the wind-type zombie hitting the iron sheet was no more than five meters away.

She is not afraid of a one-on-one fight.

There is an old saying that is true, the king of Hades is easy to see, but the little devil is hard to deal with.

She was afraid that there would be a long army behind the wind-type zombies.

Cheng Jing soon discovered that the scene she had imagined did not appear.

After the wind-type zombie broke through the iron sheet, it raised its head and let out a roar, and those zombies who followed far behind were obviously not approaching.

Cheng Jing was full of questions, but she didn't quite understand, probably because she didn't want other zombies to grab rations.

High-level zombies have a strong sense of territory. Once a certain place is designated as his territory, zombies of the same level are not allowed to approach.

As for the low-level zombies in the territory, they will obey unconditionally.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jing felt suddenly enlightened. No wonder, the wind-type zombies were chasing Lu Qianqian and her.

It is estimated that this area has been designated as her territory by the wind-type zombies, and it is hostile if it is the same level.

If the two parties are zombies of the same level, and one party enters the other's territory, it is robbing the territory. One territory does not need two masters, and it is normal to fight to the death.

If the two parties are zombies and supernatural beings of the same level, the supernatural beings will become the first choice for hunting high-level zombies. As long as the supernatural beings are in the territory of high-level zombies, it will be difficult to hide them. After all, there are younger brothers everywhere.

After Cheng Jing figured it out, she stopped running and stopped in the middle of the road.

After determining the target, the wind-type zombies rushed towards Cheng Jing without stopping.

Cheng Jing looked at the wind-type zombies rushing away at a high speed, her expression became more serious.

From the energy fluctuations emanating from the wind-type zombie's body, she can be sure that the opponent is not the first level, but the second level that has just stepped into it.

She took a deep breath, the speed of this wind-type zombie's advancement is simply not ordinary fast, you must know that so far, there are very few first-level zombies or first-level supernatural beings.

If I hadn't met her today and let the wind-type zombies continue to grow, it would be difficult for all the supernatural beings who were unlucky to encounter wind-type zombies to leave alive.

Should Cheng Jing be afraid?

It can only be said that you think too much, isn't it just a level higher than her?She is someone with space.

The wind-type zombie rushed up and slapped Cheng Jing in the face.

Cheng Jing dodged sideways, and a big knife appeared in her right hand and swung to the side.

The second-order zombie had recovered the IQ of a five-year-old child, and she escaped it effortlessly.

Cheng Jing stopped three steps away from the wind-type zombie, stretched out her left hand, and shot a slender vine towards the wind-type zombie.

"Roar!" The wind-type zombie raised her arms stiffly, and saw that her nails, which were slightly longer than normal, grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It stopped when it was longer than her palm, and the nails were black and sharp.

When the vines came in front of the wind-type zombies, she swiped her hands a few times in the air, and the vines turned into several sections, then fell to the ground and disappeared.

Cheng Jing was not surprised, who made the wind-type zombies one level higher than her.

The wind-type zombie rushed over again, waving its two sharp claws at Cheng Jing.

Cheng Jing could clearly hear the "swish" sound of nails slicing in the air, and she had no doubts about the sharpness of the nails of the wind-type zombies.

She narrowly escaped several times, leaving scratches on her clothes.

The wind-type zombie let out a "roar", opened its bloody mouth, and flew towards Cheng Jing's neck.

The pungent, nauseating stench made Cheng Jing feel nauseous.

(End of this chapter)