Chapter 80: Station (1)

"The humble skeleton is the humble skeleton. I want to hurt me just by these two fists?" Although Cheng Yaojin's bone axe was shining brightly, the gray-white pupils of the silver-level zombie did not reveal even a trace of solemnity. Instead, a trace of disdain flashed, and the castration of Cheng Yaojin was more than a slightest.

In the blink of an eye, the silver-level zombie came to Cheng Yaojin, and a sharp light flashed across his gray-white pupil fire, and his body twisted suddenly. It was easy to flash the bone axe of Zhijin, and the corpse hand with a silver-white dou light, hit Cheng Yaojin's chest without mercy.

"Puff!"

Cheng Yaojin, who was hit by the silver-level zombie, was like a kite with a broken string. He was knocked away dozens of meters and then hit the ground with a "boom".

However, the silver-level zombie didn't want to release the process Yaojin just like this. He saw a bloodthirsty light flashing through his gray pupils. When he stepped on his feet, his silver-white body turned into a silver light and approached the Cheng Yaojin who was knocked out.

"Cough... cough... damn it! I will never let you go!" On the other side, Cheng Yaojingang stood up and cursed, but when he raised his head, he suddenly found that the silver-level zombie was forcing him to come in front of him, and the silver-white corpse hand turned into a silver-white stream of light and hit his head!

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin was shocked and slapped his hands, trying to dodge, but when Cheng Yaojin was about to exert force, he was frightened to find that the skeleton on his chest was actually broken by the silver-level zombie and could not move for a moment.

"Hunting skeleton, die!" A bloodthirsty light flashed through the gray-white pupils of the silver-level zombie. The silver-white corpse hand flashed with a dove light. The speed of the blow-down silver-white corpse hand instantly accelerated by several points, and a hideous and bloodthirsty smile flashed across the wrinkled corpse mouth.

"Hmph! The one who killed me? Have you asked me?" With Yan Xiu's cold snorting, a purple-green rocket was fired from Yan Xiu's hand, but in the blink of an eye it hit the silver-level zombie, causing the silver-level zombie to fall into a multiple-choice question of killing people and self-rescue.

However, as long as you are a person, you know how to do this multiple-choice question. Although the silver-level zombie is not a human, what he chose is the same as that of ordinary people. He saw a trace of violence flashing through his gray-white pupils, and the corpse hand flashing with silver-white dove light turned into a sweep, and accurately hit the purple-blue rocket.

The corpse hand of the silver-level zombie hit the purple-blue rocket, making a "boom" sound, and the purple-blue rocket shattered in response to the sound. However, the silver-level zombie was not feeling well. Not only were he hit several meters on the purple-blue rocket, but his corpse hand that hit the purple-blue rocket was injured by the thunder and fire dual attribute fighting spirit transmitted from the purple-blue rocket.

"My man, can you hurt me?" Before the silver-level zombie could come back from the shock of the powerful force on the purple-green rocket, Yan Xiu's cold voice came from behind him, scaring the silver-level zombie to tremble. The arrogance in the gray-white pupils had already changed to fear at this time. Almost at the same time, the silver-level zombie's silver-white corpse stepped on the ground and pounced forward, trying to widen the distance with Yan Xiu.

"Escape? You, the noble, have you gone that arrogant?" Yan Xiu's pupils flashed with a hint of joking, and the purple-green bone hand hit the back of the silver-level zombie without a trace of fireworks.

"Puchi!" The silver-level zombie was not hit dozens of meters like Cheng Yaojin after being hit by Yan Xiu's palm. She just staggered forward for a few meters. But this does not mean that Yan Xiu's palm was lighter than the silver-level zombie's palm that hit Cheng Yaojin. I saw that the wooden zombie's face was blue and black, and then a mouthful of black corpse blood was sprayed out.

"How is it possible? How could a humble skeleton less than the silver rank can be so powerful?" After the silver rank zombie was hit hard on the ground, she immediately staggered to stand up, looking at Yan Xiu with fear, and roaring in her heart.

"Swoosh", "Swoosh", "Swoosh"

At this moment, a series of sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the silver-level zombies were shocked. They turned around and saw dozens of skeleton axe warriors suddenly appeared behind their zombie group. These skeleton axe warriors were extremely fast, but in a few blinks, they rushed into the zombie group. What was surprising was that although the number of skeleton axe warriors was not large, their strength was not to be underestimated. In addition, the sudden appearance of the skeleton axe warriors made the zombie group mess up.

"What's going on? What's going on? These humble skeletons came?" The silver-level zombie was shocked and shouted angrily.

"Do you still think skeletons are humble?" Before the silver-level zombie could come back from the horror, Yan Xiu stepped out calmly and appeared strangely behind the silver-level zombie, saying coldly without any emotion.

The silver-level zombie's scalp numbed and his gray pupils contracted. His experience of countless battles over the past decades made him instinctively pounce forward, intending to avoid the plague god Yan Xiu.

"If you have a next life, remember it. Mo arrogance. If you really want to be arrogant, you have to see who the other party is?" However, as soon as his body moved, Yan Xiu followed him like a shadow, and said to the silver-level zombie coldly without any emotion. As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xiu's purple-green bone hand turned into a stream of light and hit the head of the silver-level zombie.

Although the hard layer of the head of the silver-white zombie is as hard as iron and stone, with Yan Xiu's full force, he was still like a rotten wood with a "bang!" and was shattered.

"Hmph! If you still do this next time, I will not pay attention to your life even if someone takes it!" After killing the silver-level zombie, Yan Xiu turned his head and looked at Cheng Yaojin, snorted coldly, and said lightly. In fact, when Cheng Yaojin was hit by the silver-level zombie, Yan Xiu could have rescued him, but Yan Xiu was willing to let Cheng Yaojin, who was acting privately, learn some lessons, so he stood by and watched. It was not until Cheng Yaojin was in danger of his life that Yan Xiu helped.

"I dare not, I dare not again!" Cheng Yaojin's mischievous man was hummed by Yan Xiu, and he hugged together like an angry little wife, and the slightly ferocious and honest skull-headed chicken became fierce.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Yan Xiu felt a little funny, but he snorted coldly on his face. The purple-green bone hand hit out like lightning, gently pinching Cheng Yaojin's head, and stepped on the bone foot, which turned into a stream of light with Cheng Yaojin. In the blink of an eye, he returned to his skeleton camp.

As soon as Yan Xiu landed, he waved his hand and threw Cheng Yaojin out with a slight bang, causing him to hit the ground with a light "boom".

"Ah!" Perhaps because he had been with Yan Xiu for a long time, Cheng Yaojin became unusual. After landing, he held his bones in front of his chest and rolled desperately, screaming from time to time, looking like he was seriously injured.

"Shake up! Why don't you go back to heal me!" Seeing this, Yan Xiu raised his purple-green bone foot and kicked Cheng Yaojin a few times.

"Yes...yes..." Cheng Yaojin, who was guessed by Yan Xiu, rolled and crawled up, and showed an incredible expression on the slightly ferocious and honest skull. Then, under Yan Xiu's flying kick, he fled back to the "Youyue" group in a mess.

"This guy is really more and more like a human being!" Yan Xiu looked at Cheng Yaojin who was running away in a panic, and a hint of relief flashed through his white pupil fire. Then he turned his head and turned his eyes to the battlefield.

The number of zombies was as large as two or three thousand. Although the formation was a bit chaotic because the leading silver-level zombies died, in the face of the absolute number, even if the members of Bai Gu's "Purple Blade" group were all skeleton warriors above the fourth level of bronze, and they were all carrying several combat skills taught by Bai Gu, but they were unable to withstand the surging zombie army. After only a few minutes of fighting, several skeleton axe warriors were injured.

"Bai Gu! The purple blade retreated!" Seeing this, Yan Xiu flashed a cold light from his faint white pupil fire and gave an order.

"Yes!" Although Bai Gu felt that he still had the power to fight at this time, he still carried out Yan Xiu's orders without any compromise. He saw his faint white pupil fire flash, and a sense came from his soul fire, and instantly it was transmitted to the sixty skeleton axe warriors. Then the entire "Purple Blade" unit began an organized retreat. In less than a moment, the Purple Blade unit, which suddenly came like the wind, also retreated like the wind.

"Mingyun Division, it's your turn to perform!" After the "Purple Blade" division retreated, Yan Xiu turned his head and looked in the direction of the "Mingyun Division", and a sense came out leisurely.

"Yes! The Mingyun Division, the first team, rocket technique was launched!" After receiving Yan Xiu's consciousness, the musket responded, and instantly issued an order to his subordinates.

"Swoosh", "Swoosh", "Swoosh", "Swoosh", "Swoosh" "Swoosh"

As soon as the musket command was reached, a small rain of rockets came out from behind the musket. Rockets soared into the sky and fell on the heads of the zombies, forming a small rain of meteor arrows.

"It's pretty, I just don't know if it's powerful?" No. 9, standing in the 'Fallen Star Division', looked at the artificially-made meteor sword rain, a hint of surprise flashed across the pupil fire, and his mouth was sour.

"Puchi", "Puchi", "Puchi", "Puchi", "Puchi" "Puchi"

As soon as No. 9's words fell, the cruel reality told No. 9 ruthlessly that the power of this artificial meteor sword rain was proportional to its visual effect. When the fire rain fell, it all hit a zombie accurately. Although no rockets took away the life of a zombie, the results were also remarkable. Even when Yan Xiu saw it, his pupil fire lit up and praised him: "Not bad!"

"Hmph! What's the matter? My "Fallen Star" division will definitely not be worse than him!" No. 9, who could not stand out in front of Yan Xiu, broke a bone arrow with a "bang" and said angrily.

"The Second Team of the Mingyun Division, fireball technique is launched!" However, the musket's limelight seemed to have not been completed today. As soon as the meteor fire rain fell, he issued another order. Then, fireballs as big as blue balls rose up almost at the same time and flew towards the zombies.
Chapter completed!