I have a sword in my head

Out of the void came a man with a pale face, dull eyes and several strange black runes.

"People?" The man opened his mouth and showed Mori's white teeth. He stared at Fang Haotian with a trace of greed, as if he saw fresh and sweet prey.

"Can zombies develop like you?" Fang Haotian heard the words and said indifferently. The red cloud hot Dragon Sword flashed in his hand. The purple thunder awn spread on the sword in an instant, and the cold was threatening.

"Ha ha..." Fang Haotian was a little unhappy with his hoarse voice. Such an ugly voice is really uncomfortable.

"Yes, yes, it's really a good food." The zombie said, licking the corners of his mouth with his tongue. His face was evil, but there was no superfluous word.

Just now, he already punched. This boxing broke the space, shattered the world and smashed Fang Haotian.

Fang Haotian also raised his sword in the face of the suddenly killed zombies.

The thunder wound sword body cleaved on the Zombie's fist and drove the zombie back half a step in the blink of an eye.

The horror of destruction cleansed the Zombie's fist.

"Huh?" The zombie seemed startled, "man, what's this? Can you hurt me? "

The expression of surprise on the Zombie's face is very rich. Staring at the sword in Fang Haotian's hand, it seems a little afraid, but its eyes are flashing with strong fighting spirit.

"What good is it to tell you?" Fang Haotian is also very simple, but the meaning is very long.

Yes, the other party will be on guard. But he didn't say, he would only be careful.

Then there is still a gap. If the opponent is on guard, he must be careful everywhere and protect his weaknesses from harm. However, if he is careful, one or two flaws will be exposed in the process of fighting, and he will be able to destroy himself at that time!

"Well... There's nothing to say!"

With a cold smile, the Zombie's dull eyes suddenly moved, as if he had really become a living man with life.

He blinked, mischievous each other Haotian smiled, but his smile was stiff and cold.

Fang Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly and raised his vigilance just in case.

"Die!"

The Zombie's voice just finished. Suddenly, the speed of the figure suddenly accelerated for a few minutes, and Fang Haotian didn't have any reaction time at all.

Another fist poked out of nothingness, passed through the obstacles of thousands of worlds, and suddenly appeared in Fang Haotian's face in the blink of an eye.

At present, the fist is getting bigger and bigger. It is pale, but it is haunted by black death. The fist style is fierce, and the breath is surging, just like surging waves, one wave is stronger than another!

Boom!

Thunder shines and thunder blows.

Fang Haotian's body was like a kite flying upside down. His feet pressed on the ground as if he wanted to stabilize himself.

But at the same time, they dragged out two taste tracks, just like a plow turning over the ground and dragging out countless sand, gravel and broken soil.

Zizi.

After standing still, the whole body was ablaze with thunder and twined around Fang Haotian. He looked like a god of thunder falling from the sky. He was dressed in thunder armor. There was no armor except his eyes.

Pop!

Fang Haotian frowned and looked at it. The originally formed face armor on his face suddenly broke and fell to the ground from his cheek. The thunder overflowed on the scattered face armor, and it was scorched black when it fell to the ground.

Look up at the zombie. At this time, another hand of the zombie was broken, but there was still no meaning to retreat.

"Ray? What a good thing! "

The zombie looked at the thunder armor on Fang Haotian. It didn't exist before. Just at the moment when he wanted to hit him, he condensed into a set in an instant, with a violent atmosphere and full of shocking feelings.

Thunder surrounded and thundered.

The crackling sound kept making Fang Haotian look like the Lei people.

"But it's still a little weak." The zombie shrugged and smiled. The dangerous smell spread out for a moment.

At this time, Fang Haotian's eyes were dignified.

In the face of such a strong enemy, it's really painful to hurt and die!

"Come again! This time, I will eat you! "

The zombie said crazy words. When he broke his hands, he suddenly ran out of his two arms, held them tightly and stared at Fang Haotian. The color in his eyes seemed to stare at the prey, which disgusted Fang Haotian's red fruit.

"Arrogance!" Fang Haotian angrily scolded with boredom and went up with his sword. Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed suddenly, with dark clouds and thunder rolling. It was as if God was angry.

"Ha ha!"

The smile is still so stiff and ugly.

"Boom!"

The zombie punches again. His fist breaks through the void. After a while, he pokes out his fist and hits Fang Haotian instantly.

Although Fang Haotian felt the mysterious breath on his fist, he didn't find that the black dead breath on his fist dissipated, just like a pure body.

Bang!

The Zombie's fist hit Fang Haotian's sword.

Clank!

The sword body was punched and clanked. The terrible force on the sword shook Fang Haotian back half a step.

"How strong!" Fang Haotian scolded in a deep voice. With his sword, he increased his strength again and collided with it. Unexpectedly, he took a half step back.

"Hey! How weak! " The zombie sneered. His fist hit the sword three times in a row and turned into nothingness, but he didn't have any fear. He raised another fist, still on top, lost the arm of his fist, and grew a new fist again.

"Asshole!" Fang Haotian clenched his teeth secretly and still didn't flinch. Chixiao Yanlong sword was raised and split many times, but it still had no effect.

The zombies in front of us are not afraid of death and don't know the pain.

Chopping on him has no effect except breaking it and turning it into nothingness, which can make him pause.

Even if thunder is added and assassinated repeatedly, it will have little effect.

He doesn't feel anything! The broken body is reborn!

Bang bang!

The two sides fought several times. One side kept approaching and the other kept retreating. All limbs were disabled, sweating and intense.

Boom!

The thunder fell and blackened the ground in front of him. The smoke and dust exploded with the dust aroused by the ground.

Fang Haotian stared at the zombie silently with his sword. At this time, his face turned black, his body was sweating and his muscles were shaking.

The zombie is not only powerful, but also very resistant to fighting. Under such a high-density battle, even the addition of violent thunder can only break his body. At the next moment, he can still repair the previously broken body!

The restored body is so powerful that it can be smashed with a fist. The space is like a film, which is just broken by being stabbed.

Moreover, the endless death is still the energy to be careful because it can quickly assimilate one's own body, take away the essence, turn the flesh and blood into flesh, and finally have to eliminate it.

The purification of thunder energy can only eliminate dead meat and stop it, but can not prevent yourself from being hurt by the next wave.

Just like this, Fang Haotian is very passive.

Although thunder can purify and dispel death, it will also take away his life.

The other side is immortal and completely not afraid of thunder. The breath has not decreased in the fight over this period of time, but is getting stronger and stronger.

After a long period of time, Fang Haotian's command became more and more passive!

We must find a way to destroy him directly, otherwise we will not die, the soul will not die, and flesh and blood will regenerate, which will make us very helpless.

Just... Now!

Fang Haotian suddenly realized that zombies are dead things. Dead things have no soul. Since they have no soul, why can they become what they are now?

Is it the initial psychic production?

Or did the ghost never die?

Fang Haotian, who suddenly woke up, finally knew why he couldn't kill each other during this period of time.

The other party is dead. It's dead! With an ordinary attack, naturally he can't give him a fatal blow, so he will be reborn until he consumes himself alive.

Fang Haotian silently smacked his mouth and gently asked to put it on his lower lip. There was sweat in his hands and a little sweat on the bridge of his nose.

The other party must have a spiritual consciousness, or a broken spiritual body in a previous life.

Otherwise, what does it use to manipulate the body?

Is it relying on the previous life of the body to engrave the muscle memory on it day after day?

This is obviously impossible. Even if you don't die, no matter how strong your muscles are and don't move for a long time, there will be problems in the texture. How can you complete such a huge amount of fighting, and still talk and think?

Fierce people are not afraid of death. They are just appearances. They are used to scare people!

When Fang Haotian thought of this place, he smiled at the corner of his mouth. His eyes wandered on the zombie in front of him, from knowing the sea, through the ventricle, Dantian... Several important places, because these places may store the soul.

Therefore, to destroy these places with lightning, we should see where his weak soul hides.

At this moment, Fang haotianxia made up his mind and turned to a sword. Suddenly, countless thunders were shining and the lightning was startling.

At this time, Fang Haotian waved his hand, and the thunder turned into a sharp sword. He poked out of the nothingness of the sky, and then a sword stabbed the zombie from all directions.

Just deliberately and quietly took care of each other's important position, but found that it was useless. It didn't cause much substantive damage to him!

Thunder twinkled in the body of the zombie, smashing his muscles inch by inch, making him step back and look ugly.

"Hehe! People, what a good means. " The zombie used its only eyes hanging on his cheeks to bloom a trace of appreciation. "This time, I really hurt so much."

The zombie shook his body in front of Fang Haotian. The broken body sprouted from the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye and gradually synthesized into a piece.

Fang Haotian's face was dignified. He saw the things in front of him with his own eyes, and his mind was a little chaotic.

Why?

Does this zombie really have no soul?

No, if there is no spiritual consciousness, why can he be more and more human.

Why on earth is this?

Fang Hao is silent in the heart of heaven, and his face is a little tangled. Where is the soul of this zombie?

What can I do to get rid of it?