Wu Qizhe grabbed it in the void, and the peach wood sword on the table had already flown into his hand. The lacquered sword body had imposed a rune spell, which was specially left by Uncle Jiu for him to use.

boom! ! !

At this moment, the east wall suddenly trembled, and in the next second, the entire middle of the wall collapsed.

Everyone on the second floor trembled at the same time.

With the broken brick wall and dust in the room, a black figure jumped out from the gap and rushed towards Wu Qizhe.

Visual interference, the old zombie used the opportunity of dust to block his vision and rushed over, intending to give Wu Qizhe a one-shot kill, even if he couldn't kill the opponent, he would still inflict heavy damage on the opponent.

In the smoke, Wu Qizhe half-squinted his eyes, the peach wood sword was erected in front of his chest, and he stepped back quickly without stopping.

The old zombie closed tightly step by step, rushed out of the smoke and dust, and once again attacked Wu Qizhe.

The speed is very fast.

Wu Qizhe clearly felt that the old zombies were faster than they were when they first played against each other.

Is it because the old zombie has completely absorbed Master Ren's blood and even evolved? Perhaps during this period of time, more ordinary people's blood has been drawn, and his power has changed again.

The thought wave covered the peach wood sword, and the lacquered sword body reflected bright light, piercing the throat of the old zombie at a tricky angle.

Ding!

The sharp nails glowing with blue light directly knocked open the sword, and the fingertips touched the blade of the rune, and black air appeared as if it was corroded.

Of course, it was not the blade that corroded, but the nails of the old zombie.

Within a short distance, the old zombie's agile block, the deviated peach wood sword, pierced into the air. Although he missed a blow, Wu Qizhe's expression remained unchanged.

With the close figure, the sword body turned to the shoulders, and the turned arms of the old zombie swept toward Wu Qizhe's neckline, bringing a stinky smell and blowing a strong wind!

Wu Qizhe was slightly bent, his body shifted, and while staggering the attack of the old zombie, his sword was slashed from the bottom up, swift like lightning, and the latter hit the armpit of the old zombie's arm first.

In the next second, the old zombie's arm was stuck tightly to the sword body, and his swarthy face showed a humane triumphant smile. The free hand and sharp nails grabbed Wu Qizhe's chest directly!

Wu Qizhe drew back, and the sword body was pulled out with a "stab" sound, and dragged a broken sleeve away from the old zombie's arm and fell to the ground.

The old zombie's face was distorted, and it was obvious that the moment he had just made him feel pain.

Wu Qizhe swept the sword, and black energy appeared on it. Obviously, the corpse poison in the old zombie's body was much stronger than the corpse poison on the nails.

"awesome!"

The smoke was not too strong anymore, everyone above saw Wu Qizhe hit the old zombie’s armpit with a sword. Before the other party could not react, he pulled back and slashed cleanly and sharply between the sparks and sparks. The leisurely retreat makes it impossible for people to appreciate it!

Both Qiu Sheng and Wencai felt heart palpitations. Before the master said he had a good point, they didn't take it seriously, but now that they are more than powerful, it is simply extraordinary.

Before Qiu Sheng had confidently believed that he and Wu Qizhe's strength should be comparable, but from the scene just now, the gap cannot be remembered by a single minute! That's far away! Fortunately, I am not embarrassed to go to him to compete!

"The old zombie is indeed stronger than last time!"

Wu Qizhe, who backed away, fixedly looked at the old zombie a few meters away. This was a mahogany sword with a spell. With the addition of the thought wave, he even had the confidence to remove one of the old zombie's arms.

But reality tells him that this is not the case at all. If it is three points into the flesh, no matter how hard it is to save, the hardness of the old zombie's body has long been different.

Wu Qizhe still remembered that when he attacked that night, he directly cut off the fingers of the old zombie with a mahogany sword. And when he fought in Ren's palace, he even punched the opponent's eyeballs.

In a short time, the strength of the old zombie on the opposite side has improved too much.

Moreover, the wound has completely recovered, and the eyeball that was once blown by Wu Qizhe has grown again, but it is said that the eyeball is more like a sarcoma, and with the other eye with white pupils, it looks even more hideous. Spiritual horror!

Wu Qizhe was taken aback for a moment, wondering if it was his own illusion. When he saw the old zombie last time, the pupils of the old zombie should be black, but now they are white pupils.

And the old zombies in front of them seemed more threatening than when they met last time.

The old zombie didn't rush over immediately, but looked up at Tingting, the desire in his eyes made no secret of it.

Tingting shrank and hid behind Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, the two immediately made brave and bold expressions.

The old zombie smiled contemptuously, obviously not paying attention to Wencai and Qiusheng.

Old zombie... laughed!

The old zombie would laugh, and under normal circumstances, it would only show the expression on the human face, but it was shown by this zombie face, which looked extremely weird.

Wu Qizhe squeezed the peach wood sword in his hand. From the appearance of the old zombie tonight, to the present, he has given him too many surprises in a short period of time.

"The situation is not good!" Xiaoyu's figure was erratic. The old zombie did not take the initiative to attack, but she took the first step. Qianqianyu threw a strong wind over her hand, but only cut off the old zombie's hair. The exposed scalp was not damaged in the slightest.

Her attack power is obviously far worse than Wu Qizhe's.

However, although the lethality was not good enough, the old zombie's body trembled slightly, and his eyes were attracted by the female ghost who attacked him.

good chance!

In front of Wu Qizhe, the blade pierced the old zombie's finger, pierced upward, and directly pierced into the eyeball that had been blown by him.

Tear!

"Roar..." After receiving such a fierce attack, the eye that had been blown out and recovered into a sarcoma was pierced again by Wu Qizhe, and a terrifying roar was heard in the mouth. go with.

Facing the smelly smell coming from his nose, Wu Qizhe held his breath, put his left hand on the hilt, and both arms exerted force at the same time, intending to expand the battle result again and directly penetrate the peach wood sword into the zombie's head.

Click!

The old zombie who had reacted grasped Wu Qizhe's sword forcefully with both hands, not allowing the Taomu sword to advance. Wu Qizhe made his whole body vigorously, with all his strength, he couldn't make the blade advance any more!

The destructive power of the mahogany sword, Wu Qizhe's own strength, coupled with the increase in the wave of thoughts, made Wu Qizhe difficult to push the sword.

This power, he even suspects, is already above him!

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