Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter four hundred and forty-fifth: do not die(2/2)

According to my "cognition", I can definitely kill these level six zombies, but... definitely not so fast!

"Is this an upgrade of blood rage...or is it the effect of Energy VII potion?..."

Frowning, Han Feng muttered to himself in confusion.

"Pah, pah, pah."

Suddenly, there was a burst of clapping behind Han Feng.

Turning his head, Han Feng looked behind him.

At the top of the hillside, a mysterious zombie... no, it should be a level 7 zombie, just standing there, looking at himself and clapping his hands.

It is still wearing a black suit and a tall top hat...

"It's you?!"

Turning around, Han Feng opened

He said. The next second, Han Feng narrowed his eyes in horror! Because he thought...this is not a zinc mine!

A distance of more than 500 kilometers! How...how did it follow here?!!!

"Strong~really strong~"

The seventh-level zombie did not answer Han Feng's question directly, but smiled and gave a self-conscious compliment.

"You are really haunted~"

Carrying the crazy sword, Han Feng also expressed his feelings on his own.

"How do you feel? Have you ever been shocked by your own strength~~~"

Shrugging his shoulders, the level seven zombie looked at Han Feng happily and asked with a smile again.

"..."

Frowning slightly, Han Feng looked at the level 7 zombies... and felt... a sense of intimacy in his heart!!!

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later~ You would have been cold if you placed such a big stone a week ago~"

Standing up straight, the level 7 zombie was joking with Han Feng like an old friend.

"In that case...a fight?"

Han Feng felt that he was becoming more and more affectionate towards the other party in his heart, and it was not an option to continue like this. In order to divert the "illusion" in his heart, he specially proposed a fight.

"Okay~"

Like being invited to play chess or have a meal, the level seven zombie readily agreed.

"bass"

Standing on the top of the slope, the level 7 zombie gently raised his foot, kicked a piece of gravel in front of his toe and casually kicked it towards Han Feng.

"Whoosh! Howl!"

The rocks tumbled and stabbed at them quickly, accompanied by the sound of wind, there was a faint sound of screaming!

"call……"

Keeping his eyes narrowed, Han Feng flipped the Crazy Saber off his shoulder and laid it across in front of him.

"Ding...bang!"

The next second, the stone was accurately blocked by the side of the crazy sword. With the slight buzzing of Xue Yin's crazy sword, the stone instantly turned into stone fragments all over the sky and scattered in the wind...

"The response is okay~"

Seeing that the attack was blocked, the level seven zombie said with a smile.

"It's so powerful."

Han Feng seemed to respond in an understatement, but in fact... his right arm holding the knife just now was trembling slightly.

In fact, the stone is not big, it is about the size of half a thumb.

But with such a rapid gain, it is no different from a bullet fired by a heavy sniper rifle...

In other words, just now, Han Feng blocked a heavy sniper shot!

"Haha~ The fight is over~ It's time for me to go~"

Very suddenly, the level 7 zombie said this out of nowhere.

"Oh, that's right~" The seventh-level zombie standing on the top of the slope, who had turned around to leave, suddenly seemed to remember something, turned back to Han Feng and continued: "After some time, you will become different. This

It’s a God-given power~you should be grateful.”

"Goodbye~"

After saying that, the level seven zombie turned around, jumped down the hillside, and disappeared from Han Feng's sight.

"Hey! What's different?!"

Holding the knife, Han Feng shouted something and activated his speed superpower to rush up the hillside.

"..."

When Han Feng stood in the same position where the level 7 zombie had just been, he found that no one was around...

In the distant view, surrounded by empty surroundings, level 7 zombies disappeared inexplicably again...

"God-given power..."

After seeing "no such person found", Han Feng released his blood rage superpower and stood there murmuring the last words of the seventh-level zombie...

"..."

Pursing his lips, Han Feng thought... isn't the so-called God-given power the power given by the mother's body?!

"I'm going... Oops!"
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next