"Weapon Curse!"
Whoosh——
The bullet penetrated the zombie's body, cutting off an unknown number of hairs, and then it became stuck, unable to move.
"Dismemberment Curse!"
The bullet hit the zombie's head like a ray of yellow light, and exploded silently, making a small hole the size of a fist, but it did not penetrate. The power of the corpse-destroying curse was infinitely reduced.
Suddenly, Liu Wei'an's eyes shrank. The small hole was squirming, and the hairs were intertwined and intertwined with each other as if they were alive. Within a few seconds, the hole made by the bullet disappeared and was refilled with hair, returning to its original state. His appearance showed no signs of injury.
"Ice spell!"
Liu Wei'an still refused to give up, and fired another shot. Ice covered the zombie's body. In less than three seconds, the ice shattered, and the zombie showed no scars. It suddenly accelerated and rushed over. The zombies along the way were extremely afraid of this zombie and avoided it one after another, even the bronze armored corpse was no exception.
Among the zombies, the bronze-armored zombie is a fool. He usually doesn't know how to be afraid. When top-level zombies such as the zombie demon and the dirty-blooded black boy appeared, the bronze-armored zombie didn't show any fear. Now he was attacked by this hairy creature. The zombies were so frightened that they fled away. Liu Weian's face was solemn. He put the sniper rifle back into the space ring. He strode forward, his aura rising steadily.
"Be careful, this is Mao Shen!" Just when Liu Wei'an and the zombies were about to collide, a person suddenly shot out from a distance. The voice was still several kilometers away and came first.
"Mao Shen?" Liu Wei'an was stunned for a moment. He had no time to think about anything else. The zombie named Mao Shen had already arrived in front of him.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
If there were no unnecessary words, he came up with a punch. The moment the fist came into contact with Mao Shen's body, Liu Wei'an was already aware of it, but he had no way out, so he could only bite the bullet and increase his strength by three points. In the first half, the fist hit Mao Shen's body with great force, but after penetrating into Mao Shen's body, the situation changed instantly.
The soft hair became hard, not only hard, but also sharp. Liu Wei'an clearly felt that his skin was being cut by the hair. The burning sensation made him extremely uncomfortable. After his strength entered dark gold, he stopped fighting against zombies. Too bad, this is the first time.
He took a deep breath, and his fist vibrated eighteen times in an instant. Terrifying power erupted one after another, but the result was shocking. Mao Qing's unique body structure made it immune to force, and the power of the 'Great Judgment Fist' came from within the hair. The catharsis was released, and Mao Shen was not harmed at all.
This is not possible. He can't hit Mao Shen, but Mao Shen's hair can hurt him. Liu Wei'an's eyes flashed, and his inner strength was fully activated. An extremely powerful force burst out, and Mao Shen was entangled in one fell swoop. The hair shook open and he withdrew his fist, but just when he was about to retreat, Mao Shen's hair suddenly exploded, and the hair turned into tentacles and wrapped around him from all directions.
For a moment, Liu Wei'an seemed to be trapped in a dragnet. His hair looked weak, but was actually as sharp as a knife.
Liu Wei'an lowered his head and glanced at his hands. There were cut marks on his right hand and fist. In the deepest part, bones could be seen, but there was no blood. Mao Shen's hair could actually suck blood. He suddenly understood that Mao Shen was so strong. The reason is that he sucked too much blood. The Immortal Heritage Meridian was running, and wisps of black mist emerged from the wounds on the hands. When the black mist faded, the muscles squirmed and healed quickly.
"Soul Soul!"
The world froze, Liu Wei'an turned his fist into his palm, and his fiery breath overflowed.
"Red Sun Palm!"
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The palm of his hand collided heavily with the hair. The hair was soft but powerful. Liu Wei'an's upper body suddenly leaned back. He took a breath and increased his strength to keep himself still. A few strands of hair fell to the ground.
Liu Wei's powerful blow only cut off seven or eight hairs.
Liu Wei'an didn't have time to be shocked and took action with all his strength. The red sun palm emitted amazing heat. The heat could not ignite the hair. However, the hair seemed to be a little afraid of the heat. After the collision, it rippled away and did not dare to get too entangled.
"Eye of the Demon God!"
Liu Wei'an's eyes shone with divine light, trying to find the shortcomings of Mao Shen, but he soon discovered that Mao Shen had no vital points or shortcomings. It was completely composed of hair, and each hair had an independent life. Thousands of lives were combined to form this terrifying hairy god.
"Ask the heart!"
The invisible and traceless fingering punched a hole in Mao Shen's body and broke an unknown number of hairs, but this damage was insignificant to Mao Shen. Mao Shen's body does not have internal organs such as internal organs, so the power of the Asking Heart Finger cannot be exerted.
Liu Wei'an felt that Mao Shen was using it to deal with him. His skills were useless in front of Mao Shen. He regretted not delivering the third knife expressly. In this case, he still had to have a knife. He tried to take out the sharp blade made in the arsenal. As expected, a series of sparks burst out from the hair when the blade cut it. The hair was only rippled by Liu Wei'an's divine power, and none of it was broken.
The new weapons in the arsenal are very useful against ordinary monsters and zombies, but after all, they are not magic weapons. When encountering tough scum, their shortcomings are immediately exposed.
Liu Wei'an abandoned his soldiers and continued to attack with the Red Sun Palm. However, no matter how fast he was, he could not compare to Mao Shen's all-pervasive attack. Regardless of the hair piercing his body, his palms were polished by the 'Tianjinhua' The invulnerability can't stop the cutting of hair, but other parts of the body are even weaker.
Severe pain came from all parts of the body. Liu Wei'an endured the discomfort. The corpse emperor's meridian was running wildly. The terrible high temperature burned all the hair that penetrated the body. The hair god wanted to suck his blood, but his blood had changed. Became magma.
Mao Shen did not give up and continued to attack crazily, with endless hair.
Viewed from a distance, a group of fluffy black hair sometimes expanded and sometimes shrank, and Liu Wei'an was completely wrapped in black shadow, with no shadow visible. The Ping An soldiers didn't know how powerful Mao Shen was, so they weren't worried, because in everyone's heart, Liu Wei'an was invincible, and no matter how powerful the zombies were, they were just a dish in front of the governor.
"Oh, I told you to be careful, now it's bad!" Shooting from a distance was a strong man covered in blood, with a short head and thick hair, like steel needles. His face was covered in oil, with patches of black and red, and his original appearance could no longer be seen clearly. His left arm was drooping, and his shoulder had been hit hard by an unknown force. It collapsed completely, and the bones should have been shattered. There was a hole the size of an egg in his abdomen, bleeding profusely, and occasionally squirming intestines could be seen. He was so injured, but he didn't notice it. He stared at Mao Shen with hesitation on his face!
