Roar!
With a roar, the white-haired zombie leaped up from the ground with red eyes. It raised its nails, which were sharper than a knife, and stabbed directly at the slowly walking statue.
The statue moves slowly, and with every step it takes, tiny bits of earth will fall off its body.
He raised his right hand, but before it fell, the zombie's nails pierced his heart.
The white-haired zombie exerted great force. It must have become wild because of being punched. The nails that pierced the statue penetrated deep into its body.
It opened its mouth wide with two fangs protruding, and let out several demonstration roars.
If someone was stabbed like this, they would probably be torn to pieces immediately by the zombie's huge force. It would first pierce ten bloody holes, and then tear the person apart with a single force.
But the idol is made of clay, and even if it is pierced, there will be no harm at all.
The zombies were still roaring in protest and swinging their arms, probably trying to tear the statue apart from the middle.
Bang!
The statue's raised fist fell down and hit the face of the zombie in front of him, making a muffled sound.
Even the zombie, who is famous for its copper skin and iron bones, was hit by this punch and had a slightly dented mark on its face, and even the fangs in its mouth were crooked.
The zombie was knocked backwards by this punch.
The statue lowered its head and looked at its chest. There were several deep holes on it, some of which were extremely deep and could even penetrate directly from the front to the back.
Crash - many pieces of earth broken by the zombies fell from the statue's chest, which further expanded the damage on his chest.
But it doesn't matter, the god is made of clay, he doesn't know pain, and he won't be afraid. He just had some spirituality and was instructed by Xia Zhichan to deal with the white-haired zombies.
Bang bang bang!
The statue strode towards the zombie and raised its fist again.
The white-haired zombie showed a little fear this time. Although he was not flexible, his movements were much faster than the statue.
With the wind blowing under his feet, he dodged the attack of the statue at high speed, then walked around the high platform in the middle of the hall and went straight to Xia Zhichan behind him.
Maybe he knew that the actions of the statue were all because of Xia Zhichan, and as long as he killed this person, everything would end naturally.
"hehe!"
Xia Zhichan sneered. How could he be stupid enough to be attacked by a zombie just standing there? When the other party had escaped the attack of the statue, he had rushed over in one stride.
As soon as the zombie dodges the fist of the idol, his invisible sword energy arrives.
Buzz!
There was a sword cry out of nowhere.
The invisible sword energy flew out from Xia Zhichan's palm and went straight to the zombie's vital points. Compared with the counter-grain knife, which was sharp but could not cut off a hair, the invisible sword energy was more powerful in this regard.
The zombie's flying figure obviously paused in mid-air, and then deviated from its original direction and fell into a corner of the hall.
The corner of the main hall, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was knocked out of a hole by a zombie as hard as iron. A lot of gravel and soil fell on the ground. The dust raised up made Xia Zhichan unable to see the zombie's figure for a while.
"What are you looking at? Get it to me quickly!"
The statue moved slowly, and even after the zombies had flown out and hit the main hall, they still stayed in place. Xia Zhichan couldn't help but pat him, and then pointed to the collapsed corner of the hall.
The statue then staggered over.
Roar!
The zombie stood up from the pile of rocks. He did not rush to seek revenge on Xia Zhichan, but looked down at his waist.
The hair that was originally three inches long and stronger than steel was actually shaved off, leaving only black, dry skin.
He looked at Xia Zhichan with even more fear.
Although the statue's fist was very heavy, it was not as serious as the damage done to his body by Xia Zhichan's sword just now.
The zombie didn't know what was going on. His brain was not as good as that of an average monster, but his senses were very accurate and he acted completely on instinct.
The reason why Xia Zhichan's blow just now caused so much damage to the zombie was not because the invisible sword energy was really powerful, but because he happened to find the acupuncture point on the zombie's waist.
And... I don't know if it was because of the immortal sword energy before, but now Xia Zhichan's invisible sword energy has become more condensed than at the beginning, and the sword energy is also sharper.
Bang!
The statue raised its fist and punched the zombie's face again. This time, even Xia Zhichan, who was more than ten steps away, could hear the cracking sound of bones.
Roar!
The heavier attacks each time also aroused the zombie's wildness. He did not dare to provoke the unpredictable Xia Zhichan, so he vented all his anger on the statue in front of him.
The sharp nails slashed at the body of the statue, like a sledge in a farmland, and deep grooves were dug out on the surface of the statue.
Bits of dirt fell from his fingertips.
In this way, the zombie still couldn't understand his hatred. He took advantage of the gap between the statue's raised fists and jumped directly into his arms. He opened his big mouth with sharp fangs and bit the statue's neck.
Again, the idol is made of clay.
The angry white-haired zombie just took a mouthful of mud. Although he did chew out a hole in the neck of the statue, this had no actual impact on the movement of the statue.
Bang!
The huge fist came down, and the zombie that was showing its power just now was smashed into the mound again. Then this time the statue actually raised its foot and kicked it hard again.
Roar!
The zombie struggled to get out of the soil, but he stubbornly grabbed the statue. The statue's fists were very powerful, but this time he managed to hold on and scratched it twice.
More than half of the upper body of the statue has been destroyed by zombies. If the zombies and the statue are allowed to continue to consume each other, the result will definitely be that the statue collapses into a pile of loess first.
So Xia Zhichan took action.
Buzz!
There was another sword cry.
The zombie seemed to have remembered the pain that the sound brought to him, so almost at the same time as the sound came out, he completely ignored the attack of the statue and chose to dodge backwards.
But he was in a corner of the hall, with the unshakable statue in front of him, and not far behind him was the inner wall of the hall. There was almost no way to retreat if he retreated.
Bang!
The zombie did not dodge the statue's fist. Although it did not fall on the face this time, it hit him on the chest, which also caused a lot of damage to him.
The greater damage was an inch-long sword mark on the zombie's thigh. All of its white hair had fallen out, and a wound was torn open on its dark brown skin.
Yes, it was a wound, caused by Xia Zhichan's invisible sword energy.
Zombies like to drink blood, but there is no blood in their bodies, and there is even very little other liquid. Under the dry and shrunken skin is dead flesh of the same color. There is no bleeding from the torn wounds, but a little black oozes out. The liquid bubbled up into a disgusting foam near the wound.
Roar!
The zombie who was truly injured for the first time let out the loudest roar. He did not dare to attack the statue again, but turned around and hit the inner wall of the hall where a large hole had been punched out after he stood up.
In fact, the wall of the main hall was not thick to begin with. Part of it was originally smashed by the zombies, and now it was deliberately hit hard. The zombies almost easily knocked out a big hole and got out in a flash.
"not good!"
Xia Zhichan never thought that this zombie would actually want to escape. He patted the statue and signaled the other person to walk out from the main entrance of the hall. The hole made by the zombie was not big, but the statue still wanted to get in stupidly.
He himself got out by relying on his dexterity.
The statue showed an angry expression, but it turned around obediently and staggered towards the main entrance of the hall.
Ever since the statue of the god was carried into the main hall, those who built the temple and burned incense would never have thought that one day the statue of the god would come out of the main hall on its own.
The tide of corpses originally gathered in the front yard has been reduced by more than half. The reason is that Nan Er, who danced his knife like a windmill in the middle of the yard, vented all his anger on these unconscious corpses.
The originally almost invisible group of corpses was actually reduced by half in a short period of time. The main reason was the peach blossoms on Nan Er's face and the black energy that kept pouring out of the counter-grain knife.
Originally, one knife could kill at most two or three people, but now the long knife wrapped in black energy just passed by lightly, and the corpses fell down like grass blown by the wind, and they fell in large pieces.
Nan Er was wielding his knife crazily, and more and more corpses were piled up at his feet, gradually forming a hill in the front yard.
At the bottom of the mountain are dead bodies climbing up, while on the top are swordsmen who remain standing.
At this time, he had not noticed that a black shadow suddenly came around the corner of the yard. It was originally inconspicuous among the corpses, but when the black shadow came closer, the unconscious zombies actually moved out of the way. .
The black shadow is the white-haired zombie that escaped.
He turned around and entered the front yard, and grabbed two corpses casually. He put the already slightly crooked fangs close to them, and he didn't know whether to bite or gnaw. In short, he made a harsh grinding sound.
After finishing eating the corpse in his hand, he moved closer to the group of corpses. Those corpses that were originally unconscious and were resurrected only because of his corpse energy all had an almost instinctive fear of zombies.
The group of corpses dodged away, revealing an open space.
Nan Er, who was fighting, saw the white-haired zombie that made him angry, and his heart was suddenly filled with anger. He ignored Xia Zhichan's words that he couldn't defeat the zombie, and rushed over with a knife.
"You bastard! Give me a knife!"
Nan Er stamped his feet and jumped up above the zombie. The long knife in his hand was instantly wrapped in evil energy, and the originally bright blade turned completely black.
Black as night.
Buzz!
The long knife passed by, and the zombie thought it was the same as the previous time, so he simply raised his hand to block it. Blocking the long knife with one hand, the other hand stabbed Nan Er with strong momentum.
Sa——
The counter-grained long knife, with its master's overwhelming fury, chopped off the left arm of the white-haired zombie blocking the way.
