Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 255 Fighting the Level [-] Zombie King
Bailimei is talented and intelligent, and Huang Tiejia understands these principles without telling her, but what she doesn't understand is why Huang Tiejia changed his mind again.

Huang Tiejia went on to say: "Now, the major treasure hunting teams are getting closer and closer to the treasure, and they are more and more concentrated. It becomes more convenient to find them. After more than 20 days of fighting, even if they did not suffer heavy losses, they are all exhausted. , if you give a helping hand at this time, it will be a timely help, and they will know how to be grateful. Of course, gratitude is not worth mentioning compared to the treasure, and I don't expect them to give up because of our help when facing the treasure. Contest, my goal is, as long as they can stand on the same front with us before getting rid of the guardian beasts, it is enough. Now, the royal family and the three major sects must have surrounded us, and they have no choice but to retreat. Lu Ke retreated, and only by joining forces can we have a chance of survival... Besides, don't you think that relying on teams from other families to take the lead is better than our single-handed struggle with the Guardian Beast? This is the real truth. Save your strength!"

Bailimei suddenly realized that the deans of Fengshen College's four branches each have their own strengths. Huang Tiejia, the dean of the North College, is famous for his strategy. Every time the college has a secret operation, he is the leader of the team. For this elegant scholar's resourcefulness, Baili Mei's admiration from the bottom of her heart, now, made her sigh again.

"Lin Mo also thinks so?"

Bailimei suddenly thought that Mo Lin was the first one who proposed to save someone, and couldn't help but glance back, and found that Mo Lin was quietly mixing in the team, while Wang Yuan was hanging far away at the back of the team, with a gloomy expression .

Huang Tiejia nodded: "Although he didn't say it directly, he should have almost the same thoughts as me. I know that the Wang family has flattered you a few days ago in order to suppress the Zhao family, but I still hope that you will be less involved in the matter of Jiuchonglou. Good. Zhao Qiang was called back to the imperial city by the ancestor of the Zhao family from the distant Junzhou City. His intention is self-evident. Although he is not as good as Wang Yuan in terms of talent, he is better than him because of his diligence and self-knowledge. In the future, the heir of the head of the Zhao family will not be him. No doubt, now that he is on good terms with Lin Mo again, compared to Wang Yuan who is blindly defiant, doesn't know how to advance and retreat, and is proud of himself, I don't know how much stronger he is."

Baili Mei frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"The first team and the second team clear the way, the third team and the fourth team protect the left wing, the fifth team and the sixth team defend the right wing, and the seventh team breaks the rear and rushes forward!"

In a short distance of five or six miles, the zombies were densely covered, and the lowest level was the leader of the zombies. With the cooperation of more than ten days, the Fengshen treasure hunting team killed in an orderly manner. Like a sharp knife, he tore through the corpses and entered the woods.

The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer, and soon everyone saw a mountain forest several hundred meters flattened to the ground. More than a dozen martial arts masters were being killed by a fourth-level zombie king, thirty or forty third-level zombie lords, and 100 people. There are many second-level leaders in the middle, and the ground is full of corpses. There are humans and more zombies.

When Mo Lin and the others arrived, the dozen or so people had already fallen into a bitter battle, and were forced to retreat in a row. It would not be long before the group was in danger of being wiped out.

"Old Hei, Baili, go and entangle the Zombie King!"

The strength level of the zombies is very easy to identify, and the strength of the zombies can be seen from the size of the body.

This is the first time Mo Lin has seen a fourth-level zombie king. It is black all over, four and a half meters tall, with two balls of purple-red flames burning in its fist-sized eye sockets, and its thick legs are like two iron pillars. Every time you take a step, the ground will be pressed out a half-meter-long pit. Unlike the second- and third-level zombie leaders, the fourth-level zombie king is no longer unarmed. Its body is wrapped around an iron arm thick. The chain, every time he attacks, the iron chain he wears will rattle, the evil spirit is overwhelming, and it is extremely terrifying.

"Baili don't do it yet, let me try how hard this guy's skin is!"

The weapon of the black butcher is a sledgehammer that is half the height of a man. The body of the hammer is dark red and surrounded by lightning. After jumping more than 100 meters, he held the hammer in both hands, and the soul in his body gushed out, turning his whole body into a burning flame, and smashed hard to the ground.

"boom!"

With a loud noise that shook the ground, the Black Butcher's hammer smashed violently on the Zombie King's body. A large piece of mud was lifted into the air, and the Zombie King's sturdy body was smashed into the ground.

Once the Black Butcher's offensive is launched, it is like a torrent of floods, continuous, and after he succeeded with the first hammer, his second hammer came down again. In just a few breaths, the Thunder Gang Hammer was swung for several Ten times, when he stopped, the Zombie King was completely smashed into the ground!

The teachers and students of Fengshen Academy changed expressions one after another, shocked by the horror of the black butcher, Mo Lin was also terrified to see it.

Along the way, the three principals seldom made a move, and even if they did, it was for emergency, and they would not use their full strength. Now, facing the fourth-level zombie king, the black butcher did not hold back at all, and his cultivation level exploded, and the power of each hammer was at least 20 catties, let everyone see the horror of the eighth-level Wuzong.

"This kind of terrifying attack power can smash me into meat paste with a single hammer."

Mo Lin didn't dare to think about what would happen if this terrifying force fell on him. It was inevitable that his face would be completely changed. He realized his own weakness once again. If he faced the Black Butcher head-on, he would have to die. , At the same time, he was also shocked by the terrifying physical strength of the zombie king, so many hammers fell on his head, but he couldn't smash his head.

An unexpected scene appeared.

The zombie king that was smashed into the ground, and everyone thought it was going to die, did not die!
The black butcher turned around very chicly, and was about to brag a few words to the dozen or so lucky guys who had escaped from death, when the ground behind him suddenly exploded, and the zombie king jumped up, fists as big as iron pots It hit the head of the black butcher.

The black butcher quickly turned around. The strength of the zombie king's body was much beyond his expectation. Feeling the horror of this punch, amidst the exclamation of the people around him, he did not dodge or dodge. He raised the thunder hammer and screamed with both arms With great strength, his whole body was once again covered with a layer of bright soul essence brilliance, and he went up to meet him.

"Pong!"

Click!

The ground under Heibutcher's feet cracked open with cracks, his whole body suddenly fell short, and his legs were smashed into the ground at waist height.

The previous situation was reversed in an instant, and the black butcher cursed secretly. Seeing the fist that the zombie king smashed down again, the eight soul rings on his head disappeared in a flash, turning into a phantom of a pitch-black sledgehammer and hitting the zombie king's chest. It retreated seven or eight steps in a row, defusing the blow.

The pitch-black sledgehammer is the martial soul of the black butcher. The black butcher, who is as powerful as the eighth-level Wuzong, was forced out of his martial soul in an instant. The horror of the zombie king can be seen.

The black butcher who jumped back to the ground launched a fierce attack on the zombie king, and the thunder hammer hit it again and again. If it was an ordinary martial artist, even if he was wearing a high-grade spiritual armor, he would definitely not be able to withstand the madness of the heavy hammer. Bombed indiscriminately, but the Zombie King resisted time and time again. Its physical defense has reached an incredible level. At least the teachers and students of Fengshen Academy who saw it for the first time all changed their expressions. Even Huang Tiejia's expression became serious.

(End of this chapter)