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Looking around, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's steady breathing came from the next room. Apart from that, there was no other movement.

He shifted his gaze, and saw a khaki mahogany sword on the counter. It should be good to use it to deal with zombies, and Master Ren should not have completely turned into a zombie.

Wu Qizhe walked to the front of the coffin, pressed the lid of the coffin with both hands, and slowly pushed the lid of the coffin away until it reached the middle position, revealing most of the body in the coffin.

The Taoist mana attached to the coffin is only effective on zombies, and has no effect on people. Looking into the coffin, Wu Qizhe found that after a short time, the body of the old lady Ren has undergone a lot of changes, and he can no longer see that he has just opened. The state at the time of the pavilion.

His face was wrinkled, covered with black lines, and even bluish and purple. It was almost indistinguishable from a real zombie.

Except for the fangs that have not yet grown.

Wu Qizhe looked around vigilantly. In the darkness, there was nothing but the moonlight from the skylight.

Lifting the peach wood sword in his hand, grasping the hilt, the blade is facing down, Wu Qizhe hesitates a bit, and he does not know whether the peach wood sword in his hand is useful. He writes and draws on his body, and he doesn't know how to use Taoism, so I don't know if the peach wood sword can exert its original effect.

No matter what, let’s try first, saying that the tip of the sword has been aimed at the throat of the old man, and the thought wave is attached to the surface of the mahogany sword. I hope this can increase the power of the mahogany sword, and the edge of the sword gradually becomes invisible for a while. ripple.

go to hell....

Wu Qizhe clenched the hilt tightly and stabbed it down fiercely.

Just as the peach wood sword thorn fell, a dull knocking sound suddenly sounded in the dark night.

Boom!

The coffin shook fiercely, then it collapsed with a "slap".

The bracket under the coffin broke without warning.

The peach wood sword in Wu Qizhe's hand also pierced into the empty space.

The coffin fell to the ground and the loud sound of hitting the ground made him awaken when he slept and died.

Someone!

The sleeping Qiu Sheng had been awakened, his eyes widened in vain, and he turned over and got out of the bed without putting on shoes. He immediately rushed to the bed where Wen Cai was sleeping on the other side and punched him directly in the chest, and then he didn't care if he woke up. He didn't wake up, and rushed directly into the next room.

....

The coffin fell to the ground and there was already a noise, but Wu Qizhe did not intend to stop there.

All have reached the last step, if it is unsuccessful, always have to try.

The sword in his hand turned over and stabbed again.

"Boom."

With a muffled sound, the blade of the peach wood sword, at the end, was suddenly caught by a pair of dry palms.

Glowing with a faint blue light, black as ink like metal nails, at this moment, he tightly grasped the sword body of the Taomu sword.

The peach wood sword in Wu Qizhe's hand was only a few millimeters away from the zombie's throat. Although it was only a short distance, for a time, it was difficult to move forward.

The zombie that Master Ren turned into was much stronger than the zombie he first encountered in the mass grave.

At least, the power of the zombie's hand holding the hilt of the sword actually made Wu Qizhe unable to succeed for a while.

Wu Qizhe frowned slightly. It seemed that Grandpa Ren had changed his body, but his eyes were tightly closed, and there was no sign of waking up for a while.

Will grasp the hilt of the sword, it is estimated that it is an instinctive reaction when facing danger.

However, wanting to hold the sword hilt in this way is too underestimating Wu Qizhe.

The output of the thought wave was increased in an instant, and a gleam of light appeared above the sword body.

The zombie's fingers were cut off abruptly with the rotation of the sword.

Wu Qizhe firmly grasped the hilt of the sword and thrust it down sharply.

"stop."

Qiu Sheng, who rushed out of the room, saw Wu Qizhe, the Dark Nightman, without even thinking about it, so he rushed forward.

The distance between them was not far, Qiu Sheng swooped so vigorously, and in the next second, he had already pounced behind Wu Qizhe.

Behind him, there is a strong howling sound, if it hits, it will definitely be uncomfortable.

The sword blade evacuated, and Wu Qizhe's figure escaped Qiu Sheng's pounce.

"what."

The shouting became a scream.

Wu Qizhe left suddenly, and Qiu Sheng's eyes suddenly changed from a person to a coffin.

Qiu Sheng hurriedly protected his head with his hands, and slammed into the coffin. The sound of the collision between his body and the wooden coffin made Qiu Sheng feel pain all over his body, and a pantothenic in his stomach. He was about to vomit out the food overnight.

In front of him, facing the extremely terrifying face of the zombie, before he could observe carefully, a chill came from behind him.

It's not good, it's dangerous.

Turning to dodge, Qiu Sheng turned to the other side.

The zombie's mouth has been opened, his lips have moved, and his eyes have not opened.

Qiusheng's back was opened with a hole, and a drop of blood splashed out.

Qiu Sheng gasped for breath. It was too dangerous just now. Looking at the weapon in the opponent's hand, he was taken aback. When did the peach wood sword become so sharp.

Although he felt a little cold in his heart, Qiu Sheng still hit the opponent's wrist.

This is the corpse of the old lady. It's a big deal. If it's done, you will definitely get a lot of silver dollars, and you can go to Yihongyuan by yourself, hehe.

Dispelled the thoughts in my heart, now is not the time to think about this, and the most terrifying thing is the master, if the body of the master is destroyed, the master will not scold me to death.

In Qiusheng's heart, the master is the most terrifying.

Compared to the master, the Dark Nightman in front of him is not so scary.

Wu Qizhe didn't expect Qiu Sheng to be so persistent. He had just taken action to scare the other party, but the other party dared to rush forward. Does he really think he is a vegetarian?

In his hands, the sword is erected.

The sword body of the Taomu Sword easily blocked Qiu Sheng's fist, and the back of the sword hit Qiu Sheng's arm with another muffled sound, and Qiu Sheng cried out in pain.

Obviously, the power of this blow is definitely not small.

"Blindfolded, sneaky guy, what is your purpose?"

Qiu Sheng took a step back. Although he saw that the other party was destroying the body of the old man, he still wanted to ask.

It's just that Wu Qizhe doesn't plan to talk to him at all.

Seeing that Wu Qizhe was about to attack the corpse again, Qiu Sheng had to rush up again, constantly raising his leg and sending out bursts of kicks, just to prevent the opponent from destroying the corpse.

Wu Qizhe dodged again and again, he didn't want to really hurt Qiu Sheng.

"I am coming."

Behind him was another double punch.

The literary talent who put on his shoes finally arrived late, and when he appeared, he was cremated with a heavy hammer, and wanted to give the Dark Nightman with his back to him.

Fight, upgrade instantly.

Faced with two people, Wu Qizhe didn't intend to really hurt each other, and there was no chance to attack the zombies.

After being destroyed several times, Wu Qizhe is no longer obsessed with killing zombies.

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