Entering Uncle Ying's Zombie World

Chapter 72

Ma Madi, who fled to the side in embarrassment, couldn't care about face anymore, and immediately said: "Old ghost, don't you usually claim to be the best in the world in catching ghosts, right? Now is the time for you to be the best in the world."

After throwing down a sentence, he ran away numbly, without his coat, he was very conspicuous even in the dark night, which made people see him, and he would not be able to mess around in the future.

Uncle Jiu is so angry, bastard, it's too shameless to put a high hat on him at this time, but Uncle Jiu didn't have time to think about it, because the zombies who rushed to him were attacking him aggressively, with their bloody mouths open. Showing those frightening fangs.

"I don't believe it, you're really so awesome." Uncle Jiu bit his finger, and cast a powerful Taoism at a dizzying speed, and a bloody light shot at the rushing zombie.

But this bloody light didn't have much effect, it just made the zombie pause for a while, and then rushed over.

Uncle Jiu's eyes were wide open. This is a Taoist technique he cast with the blood of his fingers. The power is many times stronger than usual, but he never thought that it would have no effect on the zombies. It didn't hurt them at all. It just made him stop. Not one second.

This made Uncle Jiu completely give up. This zombie is really not afraid of any Taoist methods at all.

Hao Lan was already ready to strike, and flew away without saying a word, and struck out with a fierce palm, with lightning in his palm, which was extremely dazzling.

"Brother, get down."

Uncle Jiu only had time to look back. After feeling the dazzling light, he lay down on the ground without thinking about it, without any regard for face.

The power of this palm is really terrifying. Uncle Jiu suspects that if he is hit like this, he will probably be crippled if he doesn't die. When he admires the younger brother in his heart, he also has the urge to scold his mother. The younger brother is trying to murder his life what.

Seeing Hao Lan, who was like a god descending from the earth, the zombies who rushed over were so frightened that their pupils dilated. He wanted to hide and escape, but it was too late.

There was a bang, like thunder on the ground, shaking the sky and the earth, resounding through the entire silent town, causing many people to tremble in fright.

The zombie who was hit by this palm flew away like a cannonball. At this moment, the zombie's expression was distorted, his eyes almost protruded, his body was scorched black, his body seemed to be sunken in a large area, and wisps of smoke floated from his body , exuded a burnt smell.

With a bang, a wall more than ten meters away was knocked down by zombies, and the wall fell seven or eight meters away, as if it had been hit by a meteorite from the sky.

Uncle Jiu was dumbfounded. The power of this palm was beyond his expectation. It was a power that no one could have. He really couldn't imagine that if this palm hit someone, he would be beaten to a pulp.

It's not that he didn't think about how strong Hao Lan was, but Uncle Jiu really didn't expect that Hao Lan was so strong that even he, a strong man who built a foundation, couldn't help but be terrified.

The impact of this palm is too great, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is shocking to heaven and man, it is hard to believe that it was done by human beings.

Seeing this scene, Ma Madi, who was hiding in the dark, was stunned on the spot. Is this little junior a human being? He is so powerful that it is unbelievable.

The zombie, who was not afraid of Taoism, was hit by one of his palms like a waste, and his heart sank in.

That's a zombie, an invulnerable zombie, who was beaten into such a ghostly shape with one palm.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Hao Lan with a little more awe, such a powerful one was already enough to make him feel respectful.

Hao Lan himself wasn't too surprised. The palm power of King Kong's indestructible magical skill melted into the palm thunder, and the power was terrifying. However, from strong to strong, Hao Lan still found a flaw. Just one palm made his whole hand twitch. It's numb, if he does this again, I'm afraid his hands will be half disabled.

Thinking of this, Hao Lan couldn't help but smiled wryly. Sure enough, he still underestimated the power of backlash. It's normal to think about it. Originally, the thunder in the palm should be released, but now the fleshy palm is blasted out, and the power of the magical power is added to counterattack. I don't know how much it weighs.

After taking a few steps to the collapsed wall, Hao Lan was in a mixed mood. Did he hit too hard? Although this guy is a mutant zombie, his physique is actually not much stronger than that of ordinary zombies.

Ninth Uncle also came over with mixed feelings, a little bit of a bad mood, this little junior brother, under his nose, has grown crazily step by step, and it has not been long until now, he has already surpassed him, although his cultivation level is not as good as his , but in terms of strength, it surpassed him by a large margin. Although it has something to do with the practice, but surpassing is surpassing.

Thinking back, Uncle Nine really had the urge to scold others. After decades of practice, he was surpassed by his younger brother who had practiced for less than a year. This is really depressing.

In contrast, Uncle Jiu felt that he was about to lose face in front of others, this senior brother was really tiring.

Uncle Jiu had expected this day long ago, but he still didn't expect it to come so soon. The power of this palm clearly told him that Hao Lan was far superior in terms of combat power.

After removing a few bricks, the zombie's head was exposed, his face was distorted, and he was trembling. Needless to say, he was stunned by the beating and completely lost his instincts.

Seeing such a miserable zombie, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but tremble all over. He felt a chill all over his body, making him feel like he was in an ice cellar, and he was terrified. Can't find it either.

Hao Lan glanced at this virtuous zombie, and he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. It's too miserable for this open-hanging zombie to be beaten into such a ghost by himself.

It can only be said that Hao Lan's cheating is far better than Nintendo's cheating. It is also a cheat, and Hao Lan's cheating is undoubtedly more excessive.

He picked up the zombie's head by hand, and threw it on the ground beside him. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. When he saw it, he was startled, and saw that the zombie's heart was not only sunken, but a large piece It was about to be knocked off, only a little sticking, otherwise the whole piece would fall off.

Besides, Nintendo's entire body is falling apart, nothing is normal, the whole body is basically distorted, it is hard to believe that a zombie can be beaten like this.

Uncle Nine was stunned, he couldn't help but want to feel sorry for this zombie. As a zombie, he was invulnerable and powerful, and it was too miserable to be beaten like this by someone's palm.

If it could, Nintendo would probably cry. What the hell, who is the zombie? They don't want to bully zombies like this.

Looking at this distorted zombie with severed arms and legs——Nintendo, Hao Lan couldn't help but feel a little unbearable. The monster, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

If it wasn't for Nintendo still trembling, it proved that he was not dead yet, otherwise anyone who looked at him would think that he was too dead to die.

(End of this chapter)