My Master is Lin Zhengying

Nan Chen has self-knowledge, his own cultivation is not enough, so he dare not confront him head-on.

It was Qiu Sheng who was a little reckless.

His cultivation base is higher than Nan Chen's, and his skills are also good.

But now, they misjudged the strength of the zombies.

This zombie is in the zombie level.

The strength is infinitely close to the fourth level of flying dead.

However, because the body has been stored for twenty years.

The hardness of the body has reached the fifth level of iron armor.

Under such circumstances, Qiu Sheng confronted the zombie head-on.

As a result, the zombie grabbed his arm and threw it out like throwing garbage.

In the end, he smashed the fence and fell from the second floor, falling in a mess.

"Big Brother!"

"Qiusheng..."

Both Nan Chen and Uncle Jiu were shocked.

Downstairs are Wencai, Awei, Master Ren, etc.

They also hurriedly surrounded him to check Qiusheng's injuries.

Qiusheng was thrown so badly that he couldn't get up for a while.

And that zombie leaped even more, and was about to pounce on Qiu Sheng downstairs.

Master Ren and Ren Tingting backed away in fright.

Wencai grabbed Qiusheng and pulled him aside.

Seeing this, Awei even hugged a big wooden stick supporting the door, and swept it over with one stick.

But this kid has long been hollowed out by wine and lust.

I can't use my strength in my hands, and my aim is unstable, so I can sweep away with a stick.

I was so inertial that I fell to the ground.

The zombie threw itself on Qiu Sheng directly, opening its mouth to bite.

Nan Chen didn't care too much, and jumped down from the second floor.

Before the zombie bites Mid-Autumn Festival, kick it over.

Qiusheng and Wencai took the opportunity to escape.

But with this kick, Nan Chen only felt that he was kicking on the iron plate, and his ankle was extremely painful.

The zombie, however, was enraged by Nan Chen's kick.

His whole body shook, and a stronger evil spirit erupted.

Turning around, he roared.

"Ow ooh..."

Facing Nan Chen, he rushed over.

With teeth and claws, the speed is extremely fast.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu even came to kill with a Guan Gong sword.

The slashing made a crisp sound of "bang bang bang" on the zombie, and sparks appeared.

Awei had already hid aside, holding a foreign gun and "snapping" a few shots.

But in front of the copper-skinned and iron-framed zombies whose body strength has reached iron armor.

These physical attacks are basically useless.

Moreover, this zombie did not know what went crazy.

He ignored Uncle Jiu and the others at all, and saw that Nan Chen would keep chasing and killing them.

Nan Chen groaned in his heart.

But in order to survive, he could only keep dodging and slashing with the mahogany sword.

This zombie is fierce.

He grabbed the mahogany sword and yanked it violently.

A mouthful of black corpse breath.

The mahogany sword in Nan Chen's hand was forcibly snatched away.

"Crack."

It turned out to be so strong.