I saw black and red ripples woven by the blood sword flooding around Zhou Fan, cutting off all the sharp claws that attacked him.
"Ouch~!" came suddenly.
The group of corpses that were still in a majestic state howled angrily after seeing that their only weapon was gone.
Not to mention how miserable the scream was - at least everyone on the second floor heard it, "They are going to kill Zhou Fan."
But Zhou Fanke didn't care what attitude they had towards him, he only knew that his main purpose now was to kill zombies, not to recite scriptures and poems to others.
Recalling the struggle just now, the situation that was originally surrounded by enemies on all sides has now cleared up, and it is still in trouble.
Glancing at the group of corpses who were still stunned, Zhou Fan seemed not to be satisfied with the status quo and raised the blood sword in his hand again.
Black-red ripples instantly attached to the blood sword, sending out bursts of chilling chills.
But it wasn't over yet, and then there was another gust of evil wind. Zhou Fan suddenly made a 360-degree turn from where he was with his sword in hand.
The field suddenly became chaotic, and a black and red circle with Zhou Fan as the center surrounded him inexplicably, looking majestic.
This was formed by Zhou Fan's rotation of the blood sword, spreading powerful ripples to the surroundings. The power was almost the same as the previous move, but the form was slightly altered.
Sure enough, once this move is used, the effect is immediate. The group of corpses was quickly restrained again, and they did not dare to approach Zhou Fan.
Huh~?
Seeing this, Zhou Fan sighed suspiciously, as if he had discovered something was wrong.
No, this kind of old tactics will only make me become a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. And if you want to truly stand out in the apocalypse, you can only be tough on yourself.
Making a decision in his heart, Zhou Fan secretly withdrew the surrounding demonic energy, slowly condensed it into himself, and turned into a mysterious man surrounded by black and red blood mist.
Then I heard a "Beep~!" sound.
Zhou Fan turned into a sharp shadow and quickly passed through the group of corpses, erupting with a strong sound of breaking through the air that echoed in this space.
"Hehe~! Sure enough, close combat is fun!"
Zhou Fan opened his mouth evilly and said calmly.
At this time, he was surrounded by demonic energy, leaving only a big mouth revealing endless ridicule. The first impression you give others is that you need to fight, and then they feel depressed.
The terrifying atmosphere sets off this beautiful and depressing atmosphere, and the scene once reached a deadlock.
"Since you don't take action, then I will come."
Zhou Fan glanced at the zombie opposite, opened his terrifying lips that were covered in demonic energy again, and said teasingly.
Then the figure suddenly disappeared from the place, and when it reappeared, it was already inside the zombie.
After all, blessed by the power of the Blood Demon, all attributes have reached the level of 10 stars. Its speed is so fast that a group of ordinary zombies who are not even first level can see through it.
"Hey~!"
"Hey~!"
"Hey~!"
Suddenly an extremely eerie tone came from the end of the corpse group.
The cold voice made all the zombies look back, and they were surprised to find that the person who made the voice was Zhou Fan!
I saw that at this time, he was still maintaining a playful attitude, not taking the group of zombies in front of him seriously at all, and kept looking up and looking around.
But the next second, Zhou Fan suddenly changed his posture and rushed towards the opposite side.
You know, this is a battlefield after all, and if you are distracted, you may fall into the abyss. Not even the strong ones, including Zhou Fan himself.
Slightly tilting his body, Zhou Fan was like a cheetah, holding a blood sword and constantly shuttled among the corpses. His posture of killing one person with one step was vividly demonstrated at this time.
