Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Second uncle..."

"Shh! Don't talk!"

Outside, there were zombies wandering the streets, looking for prey.

In a small tile-roofed house, a middle-aged man held a quilt and blocked an old-fashioned boy under the bed.

"Second uncle, it's a bit hot."

"You brat! Don't move around. If the zombies outside bite you, you will die if you don't know!"

"Oh, but it's so hot."

"What a silly boy." The second uncle laughed angrily.

"There's Uncle Jiu in our town, don't be afraid."

The boy wanted to comfort his second uncle, but he accidentally spoke a little louder, and suddenly there was a sound of smashing the wall and the door.

"Speak lower!"

The second uncle gave him a reproachful look, turned around, walked to the door of the house, leaned against it, and started to act as a human/door bolt.

Everyone in the town has turned into zombies. Even the reincarnation of Daluo Jinxian can’t save Uncle Ninth Uncle. Maybe Uncle Ninth himself can’t save himself at this time.

"Stay up until dawn first"

Big eyes stare at small eyes, time is slow and hot.

…

"Stinky Taoist priest, I will make you pay with your life!"

As soon as the evil ghost transformed by the witch let go, the two people who were poisoned by her poison froze. Ah Fu and Ah Shou fell from a tree more than four feet high, and both of their legs were immediately broken.

He broke his leg, but he still crawled towards the yard with his teeth and claws bared. He was not interested in ghosts and only loved eating blood.

In the courtyard, a group of people having a banquet were surrounded by walking zombies.

Uncle Jiu grabbed the wooden sword and killed one, but two were bitten behind him.

People who suck blood after being dragged down will stand up again, but there will be more and more enemies.

"I'll fight!"

A Qiang had springs installed in his heels, and he kicked away a walking stick, back to back with Mao Shanming, whom he hated most.

"What should we do? Master!"

Uncle Jiu's movements were much sharper than theirs, and he swung his wooden sword like a spear.

Like a dragon! Straight and straight! kill!

Tilt! Pick and slice! kill!

Turn your wrist! Smash the chisel down! kill!

Kill kill kill!

One step to kill, seven steps to kill ten!

The peach wood sword was broken and replaced with a money sword. The sparks burned his chest and made him stiff.

It’s really like the death god is alive!

Uncle Jiu twisted his waist, his right shoulder turned into a long whip and swung it violently, grabbing the money sword with his right hand and swiping it!

Huanglong stabbed Lala and cut Xingzheng's chest, causing the corpse's energy to leak out!

fall!

There are more and more zombies walking in front of you, but there are fewer and fewer living people behind Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu responded: "Enter the ancestral hall and find a way to escape through the window!"

"Yes, master!"

"Okay, everyone, come with us!"

Aqiang and Mao Shanming got the order and trotted into the ancestral hall with more than a dozen living people. The ancestors' rankings were not enshrined. The incense was kicked and twisted, and the incense burner hit the stone brick floor and broke into pieces.

"Mother~"

The little baby cried loudly.

"It's okay. Your father is waiting at home. Let's go home right now." The woman raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of the baby's eyes.

If such an incident happened for nothing, could it really be a disaster for Fugui Town?

"well!"

Uncle Jiu knew very well that he might not be able to stop these walking zombies. The ants would bite the elephant to death. Even if he practiced the Mahayana, his manpower would be exhausted.

How many people are there in Fugui Town? In addition to the fifty or sixty people in Uncle Jiu's family who were having a banquet, there were hundreds of people with other surnames!

If that zombie comes back, according to the speed at which he spreads the corpse poison, within an hour, there will be no one left alive in the entire Fugui Town!

"Let the children and women turn over first!"

Mao Shanming stopped Aqiang who was about to escape through the window. When Xiaosi looked unhappy, he helped the mother and son jump over the window.

Plop, there was the sound of a woman landing outside, and she caught her child again.

"Ah! Help! Zombie!"

"Mom~!!"

There were actually zombies outside. The mother and son who jumped out of the window first were like putting their heads into the tiger's mouth with their own hands, only to wait for the tiger to smash its mouth and gnaw the head into pieces.

The mother and son's painful cries for help pierced everyone's hearts like sharp cones.

Mao Shanming closed the window to prevent others from seeing the horrific and cruel scene.

"Everyone get together and I will escort you out of Fugui Town!"

Uncle Jiu threw the money sword to Mao Shanming, turned over and jumped in front of the statue of Maoshan Patriarch.

He grabbed the bagua robe and whisk from the statue, and a few of them fell in front of the Xingzhangs. The whisks they threw out were like long whips, and with a "snap" they flew away three Xingzhangs who had squeezed through the door.

At this point, even if everyone will die, Uncle Jiu has to fight out.

"Huh! Uncle Ninth really deserves to be Uncle Ninth!"

The survivors held their chests and gasped, feeling relieved when they saw Uncle Jiu's power.

Fighting all the way, like a lonely boat in the quagmire.

Uncle Jiu grabbed a whisk and made it sharp. Maoshan Ming was guarding the back. The young and strong boys grabbed long stools and held the Eight Immortals table to block the sides.

Wuyang Wuyang froze and blocked the way with his body.

"The boss! The boss!"

A woman was dragged down by her feet and fell to the ground. The man who climbed up to bite her was her own man.

Her son Tie Long, who worked odd jobs in a tailor shop, also followed the man. The father and son stretched out their corpse teeth and bit through the woman's throat!

"I don't want to die!"

No one wanted to die, so Uncle Jiu could only try his best to stop him.

When they fought their way out of the compound, the intersection was wide and wide, and the cement brick road that Fugui Town raised money to build finally worked.

There are people who stop and go on the road, and it is impossible to catch up with people who are running at a slow pace.

There were seven or eight people left alive, so he dropped the thing in his hand and shouted, "Run for your life!"

A group of people were like sparrows hanging on the treetops, and they fled in all directions when a stone hit them.

Some of them crashed into Xingzhang's mouth in a panic and died miserably, but there were also some who managed to escape and ran towards the outside of the town, not daring to look back.

"Hey, fellow Daoist Maoshan Ming, are you okay?"

The dust flew like a waterfall, wrapping around Xing Xing's stiff neck, breaking his neck and knocking him to the ground.

Uncle Jiu knocked down several Xingzhengs and stood beside Mao Shanming to protect him.

Mao Shanming turned pale and smiled:

"It's nothing serious, just a few bites."

His arms, cheeks, and arms were all injured.

"It's just a pity for Aqiang and the others."

Hearing what Mao Shanming said, Uncle Jiu realized that his apprentice Aqiang seemed to have disappeared long ago.

"This is not a place to rest. Fellow Taoist Master Maoshan, let's go!"

Uncle Jiu held on not to feel sad, and helped Mao Shanming to run along the deserted path. There were also poor households in Fugui Town. There were many thatched houses and tiled houses, and there were not many people.

When they passed a tile-roofed house, they saw five or six people knocking open the wooden door and pressing a man to the ground with bared teeth and claws.

"Fellow Taoist! Save people!"

"Fellow Taoist, take care of yourself!"

It was impossible for Uncle Jiu to ignore someone in trouble. After knocking down Xingzong with two or three moves, the man in front of him had already died.

"Who's in there!"

When Uncle Jiu heard the noise, his undisguised murderous intent was revealed, making the boy under the bed scream in fright.

"Uncle Ninth...is that you?"

A head emerged from under the bed and looked at Uncle Jiu with a horrified expression.

"Wencai? Come here quickly!"

"My second uncle..."

Wencai climbed out from under the bed tremblingly, looking at the twisted and entangled corpses on the ground, his face turned pale with fright.

"It's okay, just follow me and you'll be safe."

Uncle Jiu covered Wencai's eyes and took him out of the room.

If he couldn't save an entire town, how could he not save a boy?

The three of them supported each other and stumbled to the woods outside the town. They dared to breathe a sigh of relief after climbing up a tree.

"The most important thing now is to stop these gangsters in the town. They will be dead as soon as the day comes."

"But how easy is it?"

Uncle Jiu looked up at the sky. The clouds covered the moon, but God didn't even look up.

Fugui Town, which suffered an unreasonable disaster, may disappear from now on...