Chapter 76 The Undead Level (1)

"My reaction has never been slow, I just don't know how your reaction is?" The silver-level zombie was not angry when she saw this, but the bone hand attacking Yan Xiu was more than twice as fast as possible.

"I don't know if my reaction is fast, I just know that most of your attacks will not fall on me."

When the silver-white corpse hand was about to fall on Yan Xiu, Yan Xiu's figure suddenly disappeared strangely under the silver-level zombie's corpse. He moved back one meter and looked at the silver-level zombie indifferently, with a great sense of confidence in his words.

"The body skills and combat skills containing the secret of space are indeed extraordinary. With this move, you can almost be invincible among the same level." A trace of burning heat flashed through the gray-white pupils of the silver-level zombie, and she said with a little admiration.

"That means we don't need to fight this battle?" Yan Xiu heard this, his pupil fire flashed. If possible, he really didn't want to fight with the name of this powerful man of unknown stage.

"I may not be able to hurt you, but I may not be able to!" The silver-level zombie stomp stepped on the feet, and the body covered with silver-white corpse hair turned into a silver shocking rainbow that rushed towards Yan Xiu.

"Break!" The silver-level zombie was so fast that it was no worse than Yan Xiu's full power to use the instant step. However, in the blink of an eye, he came to Yan Xiu to support the ground with one foot, and his body spun, and the other corpse foot turned into a phantom. The speed was so fast that it could even cut through the space, causing a burst of sound.

"So fast speed, so powerful force! But with this, you may be far from hurting me, right? Since you want to fight me, I will accompany you!" Yan Xiu looked at the leg that was as helpful as a god, and his white pupils appeared slightly solemn, but he was not as weak as the enemy in his mouth.

"Is that true?" A smile flashed across the gray-white pupils of the silver-level zombie, and the corpse legs that were thrusting towards Yan Xiu in an instant.

"Puchi!" What was unexpected to anyone was that Yan Xiu, who had just made bold statements, seemed to be frightened silly, and he did not move, allowing the silver-level zombie to whip it on his body.

"After shadow?" The silver-level zombie looked at "Yan Xiu" who was shattered under his legs, and a trace of surprise flashed through his gray-white pupils.

"That's right!" Yan Xiu's afterimage was disillusioned at the feet of the silver-level zombie, and Yan Xiu's figure appeared behind the silver-level zombie. The "Farewell" bone knife in his hand was slashed without hesitation.

"Although I don't have your body skills that contain the secret of space, it's not enough to hurt me just by just a few tricks." Just as the "Farewell" knife with purple and clear fighting light was about to cut to the silver-level zombie, the gray-white pupils of the silver-level zombie flashed, and the body covered with silver corpse hair flashed slightly, and it almost narrowly passed Yan Xiu's "Farewell" bone knife.

"Is that so? Then take another move!" Yan Xiu did not show any disappointment when he missed the attack. His body twisted again. He used a moment of instant action and appeared strangely behind the silver-level zombie. His pupils flashed in his eyes. The "Farewell" bone knife in his hand rushed down the silver-level like a storm.

At this moment, the gray-white pupils of the silver-level zombie finally showed a hint of solemnity. The reason why he could easily flash Yan Xiu's attack just now was not only because of his skill. This ability was the perception of danger that he had tempered through thousands of wars. This perception allowed him to easily find the direction and time of the opponent's attack. But at this time, he was shocked to find that his pride perception not only did not help at this time, but the silver-level zombie who perceived Yilai discovered that Yan Xiu's bone knife had landed as many as 81 points. Of course, Yan Xiu's sword could not hit 81 places all over his body at the same time, but he also didn't know that Yan Xiu was going to attack him when he was there?

However, the silver-level zombie had not yet been clarified, and Yan Xiu's purple-green "Farewell" bone knife stabbed him on his left shoulder. However, although Yan Xiu's sword was fast, its attack power was not strong, and it only trembled slightly.

"Fortunately, it's not powerful!" The silver-level zombie felt the force coming from her left shoulder, and a trace of gratitude appeared in her gray-white pupils, and her body flashed and was about to move.

"Brother Zombie, do you look down on Yan too much?" However, in order to move, Yan Xiu's meaning sounded faintly in his ears. Then, the silver-level zombie flashed in front of the silver-level zombie, and the "farewell" in Yan Xiu's hand hit the silver-level zombie continuously. After attacking eighty swords continuously, he finally "boomed" and knocked the silver-level zombie away with a sword.

"A very powerful fighting technique. If you didn't know how to run this fighting spirit, I would probably have half my life with this move alone. What's the name of this move?" The silver-level zombie who was shot down to the ground stood up calmly from the ground and patted the dust on his body. There was no trace of anger that was so embarrassed that someone made him so embarrassed.

"The heavy rain in the south of the Yangtze River is coming!" Yan Xiu slowly withdrew the purple "farewell" bone knife and said word by word.

"What a weird name, but it's very good!" The silver-level zombie was stunned when she heard this, and then she said relievedly.

"Over the award, zombie brother, be careful, take Yan's move!" Perhaps he admired the calm and tepid demeanor of the silver-level zombie, regardless of victory, defeat, honor and disgrace, and Yan Xiu couldn't help but feel a little polite in his words to the silver-level zombie.

"You can use any tricks if you don't do your best. If you don't do your best, your life will probably not be easy to save." A confident smile appeared on the wooden face of the silver-level zombie, and said indifferently.

"Haha, don't worry, brother Zombie, Yan's life has never been easy to take!" Yan Xiu was not angry when he heard the words of the silver-level zombie. He waved the bone knife in his hand and said proudly.

"Is that so? But there is nothing that I can't get, including your life!" When the silver-level zombie heard this, a grey-white pupil fire flashed through, and the arrogant domineering that he restrained was slowly released by him.

"It's useless to say more, take me a knife!" Yan Xiu, who felt that the silver-level zombie had already gone all out, could not help but feel a strong sense of fighting in his dark white pupil fire. The purple-green bone-footed rays flashed, and Yan Xiu disappeared from the spot.

"I'll do this trick?" Seeing this, the silver-level zombie seemed to have a sense of disappointment on the face of the corpse full of pride, domineering but stiff wooden body.

"Explosion, Angry Flame Slash!" As soon as the words of the silver-level zombie fell, Yan Xiu's figure appeared beside him. The purple-green "farewell" bone knife in his hand suddenly burst out with a strong purple-green fighting spirit. Under Yan Xiu's waving, bursts of air bursts passed in the air, and a long phantom slashed the silver-level zombie.

"Do you think the same move can't hurt me just now?" Before the silver-level zombie cut off the purple-green "Farewell" bone knife, she supported her body and swirled her body easily, allowing Yan Xiu's amazing knife.

"What do you think?" Yan Xiu's pupils flashed with fire, his purple-green bone feet stepped on, and his body rushed forward. The "farewell" bone knife in his hand also turned into a sweep, slashing straight to the waist of the silver-level zombie.

"With such a great force, you can change the direction of the attack so smoothly. But it's still a little bit worse to hurt me!" Seeing this, the silver-level zombie was surprised, and then the two silver-white corpse hands suddenly lit up a strong dark fighting light, and then under the waving of the silver-level zombie, it blasted towards "farewell" like two dark meteors.

This time, Yan Xiu and the silver-level zombie finally did not dodge and blasted head-on, and the attack speed of both sides was not slow. However, in the blink of an eye, Yan Xiu's parting bone knife collided with the silver-level zombie with a "boom!"

Yan Xiu and the silver-level zombie were mostly doing their best to do this move, and neither of them was ordinary people. It would be easy to get a full-strength attack. Although the person who was receiving it was a half-sized opponent who wanted to take this move, it was extremely embarrassing. The two of them were knocked out by the force from the other party at the moment when the corpse fist and bone knife collided.

"Brother Zombie, what kind of fighting spirit are you? It's so corrosive!" Yan Xiubian activated the thunder and fire dual attribute fighting spirit in his body to refine the strange fighting spirit with strong corrosiveness poured into his body by the bone knife. While turning his head to look at the silver-level zombie who looked even worse than him.

"I am a dark attribute fighting spirit, one of the two main attribute fighting spirits. Although your thunder and fire dual attributes are violently superior to my dark attribute fighting spirit, it is less useful in its use." At this time, the silver-level zombie was burned by the lightning and fire dual attributes, but although this scar seemed serious, it was not a big deal for the silver-level zombie. What really made the silver-level zombie feel tricky was the thunder and fire fighting spirit that rushed through his body. However, although he was secretly worried, he did not reveal it at all.

"Is that true? I don't think so!" Yan Xiu's thunder fire fighting spirit was really extraordinary. It took only a few words to refine the dark attribute fighting spirit in Yan Xiu's body.

"You have refined my fighting spirit so quickly?" Seeing this, a trace of horror flashed through the gray-white pupils. At that moment, he did not dare to refine the thunder and fire fighting spirit left in Yan Xiu in his body with all his strength. He concentrated his mind and was silently guarding against Yan Xiu.

"Sorry, brother zombie, Yan is going to win without any force." Yan Xiu stood up and walked openly towards the silver zombie. The "Farewell" bone knife in his hand had already flashed with a strong purple-green fighting light.

"I was fooled and it was not considered a mistake. I just didn't expect your thunder fire fighting spirit to be so violent, otherwise I wouldn't fight with you anyway." Bai Yin took the zombie and looked at Yan Xiu who was pressing step by step. Perhaps because this body was not his, the gray-white pupils did not show any fear, and they looked at Yan Xiudao.

"Brother Zombie said this, Yan's heart was much better." Yan Xiu didn't have the temperament of being a silver zombie. After saying this shamelessly, he stepped on his purple-green bone feet and pulled out a long phantom on his body, and the silver zombie was the silver zombie.
Chapter completed!