Doomsday cultivation system

() Although Li Xinyu's fighting sound attracted most of the demons and corpses nearby, there were still four or five chasing Cheng Yaning.

Although Cheng Yaning's combat literacy is very low, he has participated in several battles anyway, and it is not a problem to deal with one or two demons and corpse demons at the same time.

As he ran and fought, the wall-breaking ax in his hand danced like a breeze, killing three demons and corpse demons in a row.

However, he couldn't clean the battlefield like Li Xinyu to collect the spoils. He had already been scratched by demons and corpse demons with several bloody scars on his arms and back, and he went back to take out the items that exploded. Didn't Xiaoming want it?

When Cheng Yaning ran to the entrance of the stairs of the fourth building, there were still two corpses chasing after him.

He dodged sideways behind the iron gate, and waited for his work to kill the first corpse that rushed in. Before the ax was pulled out of the corpse's head, the second one rushed in.

The corpse demon moved towards Cheng Yaning's left arm, opened his bloody mouth and bit it.

"Hiss..." Cheng Yaning couldn't help gasping when the sharp teeth sank into his arms.

Enduring the pain, he slashed the blade of the Wall Breaker into the corpse demon's neck, and blood sprayed his face.

Cheng Yaning kicked the corpse demon away. There were still a few strands of flesh torn from his arm hanging on the sharp teeth of the corpse demon.

Mom, you must hold on, your son is here to save you!

Cheng Yaning ran up the stairs without turning her head.

The door of the east house on the first floor was wide open, and a woman's sharp cry for help came from inside. It was Xiaomei, and she was at home.

Xiaomei is two years older than Cheng Yaning, but dropped out of school three years ago, and set up a night market stall with her parents in Qingshuihe Square. She usually smiles slightly when she sees Cheng Yaning.

<_The heroine of the dream is her, but Cheng Yaning has always buried it in her heart, and has never told anyone about it.

Cheng Yaning's eyes flashed with hesitant pain again and again, but he still ran upstairs without stopping.

"Bang dang! Bang dang!"

When they climbed to the fourth floor, Cheng Yaning could hear the door banging from the stairs more clearly, it was Xihu on the fifth floor!

The door of my house is still closed, my mother must be fine!

Just as Cheng Yaning turned into the fifth floor, the anti-theft door was knocked down to the ground with a bang, and a scream came from the room.

It's mother's voice!

Cheng Yaning ran into the room frantically, and saw a demon and two corpses running around in the room.

"Mom! Are you home?"

Cheng Yaning called out to his mother, raised the wall-breaking ax and slashed at the corpse closest to him.

"Go away, don't come here!" At this moment, a female voice came from the kitchen, it was Cheng Yaning's mother Zhang Huizhen.

Zhang Huizhen's long hair was disheveled at the moment, and her face was full of panic. She held a stainless steel kitchen knife tightly with trembling hands. When she saw Cheng Yaning who was fighting in the living room, feelings of surprise and surprise came to her heart at the same time.

"Are you Ning Ning?" Zhang Huizhen asked incredulously.

"Mom, it's me, I'm Ningning!"

Cheng Yaning chopped down the corpse demon to the ground, stretched out his hand and wiped it on the face indiscriminately, revealing a childish youthful face under the spot of blood.

Zhang Huizhen wept with joy when she saw her son, whom she had been worried about, safely appear in front of her.

Cheng Yaning rejoiced in his heart, fortunately he arrived in time, if it was half a minute later at night, the consequences would be disastrous!

In his memory, his mother cried only once. He clearly remembered that when he was in the sixth grade of elementary school, he had a high fever in the middle of the night, his father was working outside, and his mother carried him to the hospital alone.

Hearing his mother's cry again, Cheng Yaning was heartbroken, and at the same time felt a bit of fear, but he didn't dare to be distracted, and tried his best to deal with the two corpse demons and one demon man in the living room.

"Ugh..."

The corpse demon roared and raised its black claws to block Cheng Yaning's wall-breaking axe. To Cheng Yaning's surprise, the blade of the ax was slashed and inserted into the corpse demon's palm.

Cheng Yaning stretched out his legs and kicked the corpse demon in front of him, desperately trying to pull the wall-breaking ax out of its hand. At this time, the demon man beside him had already rushed over, and there was a sudden danger.

"Ning Ning!" Zhang Huizhen was eager to protect the calf, and she had already run to the country of Java Java with her previous fear, and wanted to rush over with a stainless steel kitchen knife.

"Mom, don't come here!"

Cheng Yaning recalled that Tang Pengpeng had taught him some fighting moves in online games when he was hiding in teacher Guo Linxue's house.

He leaned back and fell to the ground, kicking his left leg on the corpse demon's lower abdomen and exerting force suddenly, finally pulled out the wall-breaking ax with the force of his falling body.

At the same time, the corpse demon was kicked back a few steps by Cheng Yaning, and fell on the coffee table in front of the sofa in the living room with a "crash".

However, according to Tang Pengpeng's statement, you should grab the opponent's hand, so that you can throw the opponent more than ten meters behind with one move. At that time, Cheng Yaning asked Tang Pengpeng if he could do it, but he shamefully said that in the game can do.

Cheng Yaning pulled out the ax that broke the wall, and was overjoyed. Without hesitation, he slashed the blade of the ax towards the calf of the demon who was running to his side. Blood splashed everywhere, and the left calf of the demon was cut off instantly.

Holding a stainless steel kitchen knife, Zhang Huizhen stood blankly at the door of the kitchen, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Cheng Yaning in front of her, when did her son become so strong?

As she moved her eyes, the eye-catching wounds on Cheng Yaning's arms, legs, and back were silently telling herself how many hardships her son had gone through when he returned to Qingshuihe Community from school.

The demon lost half of his leg, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell down heavily.

Cheng Yaning didn't change his face, just rolled away and got up, turned around and chopped off the devil's head with an axe.

"Ugh..."

The corpse demon that crushed the coffee table just now, with a few pieces of tempered glass stuck in its back, screamed loudly, and rushed over roaring with teeth and claws.

One-on-one, even though Cheng Yaning was a little exhausted at the moment, he was still confident in his heart that he had an absolute chance of winning.

He stared angrily at his bloodshot eyes, raised his wall-breaking ax and rushed over fiercely.

Regardless of the Crow Claw of the Corpse Demon in front of him, Cheng Yaning was slightly injured and hit with all his strength, the blade of the ax completely sank into the Corpse Demon's head.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps on the crooked anti-theft door at the door, and a mutated white cat broke in from the stairwell, and it flew directly behind Cheng Yaning.

"Ning Ning, be careful!" Zhang Huizhen was eager to protect her son, and rushed out from the kitchen door, desperately holding a stainless steel kitchen knife and slashing at the mutated white cat.

"No!" Cheng Yaning turned around and saw her mother's actions, her eyes were tearing. She was no match for the mutated white cat.

The mutated white cat flicked its long tail, turned around and rushed towards Zhang Huizhen. It slapped down the stainless steel kitchen knife in Zhang Huizhen's hand, and the palm was also cut to pieces by the sharp claws.

Zhang Huizhen lost her weapon and stood there in a daze, forgetting the pain, watching the vicious mutated white cat getting closer, not even knowing how to dodge.

The mutated white cat threw Zhang Huizhen to the ground, let out a "woo-woo" sound deep in its throat, raised its right paw towards her heart, and the sharp nails on it gleamed coldly.

(Thanks to the generous reward of book friend "Ordinary Life 7372", becoming the No.1 apprentice of this book!)