Rise From Doomsday Chapter 42: , snatching

The silver light flashed, and the explosion sounded. The white-haired zombie’s forehead and half of its face were blown up. The player made a cheering sound. The white-haired zombie’s body shook fiercely, but did not fall. The remaining half of the mouth issued an unusually screaming scream, and the howling sound was like a stormy sea, wave after wave, suppressing the sound of the entire battlefield.

The player's face is shocked.

"Treat animals, eat me with a sword." A figure shot towards the white-haired zombie, the sword glowing little by little, like a rainstorm pear blossom.

"Sanren master, Wu Hai, bronze master." Someone exclaimed.

Wu Hai held a three-foot falling star sword and shook out a little pear flower, as if there were thousands of sword shadows, making it difficult to see which one was real and which one was fake, and the sound of intensive collision sounded.

Ding ding ding ding...

Sparks bloomed on the front of the white-haired zombie, lighting up the fire. The players in the distance were all shocked, so fast, almost beyond the limit of their sight, no one could see how many swords Wu Hai had struck in total.

The white-haired zombie roared, but after being injured, it obviously slowed down and couldn't catch Wu Hai. Wu Hai wandered around the white-haired zombie and out of the sword faster. However, the discerning people still saw the problem. Although Wu Hai attacked cheerfully, the effect was not great. The white-haired zombie’s flaw was on the top of his head, but it was blocked with its claws. There were countless swords in his body, but he couldn’t break it. Defense.

"Wu Hai, you can't, you have to look at me."

Another person jumped out from the crowd. He was dressed in armor and was extremely majestic. His right hand was a small circular shield, and his left hand was a broad sword. It was a bronze ware, a sword reflecting the moon.

From the outfit, it can be seen that this person should be a child of your family. Ordinary players who can get a moon-shading sword can already laugh, not to mention the eye-catching armor set. Sure enough, someone on the side exclaimed in a low voice.

"He Zhenfei, the captain of the'Corner Snake Expedition', a bronze master."

Suddenly two bronze-level masters came, and finally entangled the white-haired zombies. The remaining people successively occupied favorable terrain and attacked, especially the archers, who kept shooting arrows. However, the white-haired zombies are BOSS after all, not ordinary mobs. Even if so many people besieged, they are still extremely vigorous. People keep screaming, either the neck is twisted, the intestines are dragged out, or the arms are torn. , Very tragic.

Shortly after, Zhao Xiaolong, who was previously shocked, ate a seed of strength to suppress his injuries, picked up the bright silver spear, and joined the battle group. There were three bronze masters and five or six blacks. The iron-level masters worked hard together, and the fierce flames of the white-haired zombies were finally partially suppressed. There are still tragic deaths, but the speed has slowed down.

The wound on the head of the white-haired zombie has become the focus of the attack. Everyone takes one sword and the other. The white-haired zombie’s body is hard as iron and cannot withstand such continuous attacks. The nose is cut off. The four fangs were missing in half, and the cracked mouth had long been unable to close. It was ugly, but now it is even more disgusting.

The battle unknowingly moved to a position 30 meters away from Liu Wei’an. Liu Wei’an didn’t shoot since he shot the white-haired zombie. There are hundreds of people here, and he has only two of them, and he snatched the white-haired zombie. The probability is too small. He must seize the opportunity instead of blindly attacking. After the white-haired zombie’s head is blown out by half, he knows that the white-haired zombie is not the opponent of these people.

In Liu Wei'an's understanding, whether it is a carrion, a walking corpse, a zombie or a white-haired zombie, it should be transformed by humans. Although the process is not clear, it is essentially human. But judging from the situation he encountered, the carrion corpse was smaller than the walking corpse, and the walking corpse was smaller than the zombie, and the white-haired zombie in front of him was the largest zombie he had ever seen, about two meters in length. This is very difficult to understand. Could it be that the taller the person in front of you, the more powerful the zombie becomes after death? After death, the zombies can enter the meeting, and the longer and taller they will be.

This white-haired zombie’s muscles are stiff and dark in color. The biggest difference from normal zombies is that it has a layer of white fluff on the surface. Don’t underestimate these fluffs. They look soft, but they are as hard as iron and swords. Hard to hurt, like wearing a natural protective clothing on a white-haired zombie. The fluff is not just a hard problem, it is very poisonous. As long as the player accidentally touches it, it will turn into a pool of blood in less than five seconds, which is very terrifying.

There was another scream, and Liu Wei'an sensitively discovered the abnormality. The eyes of the white-haired zombie had not moved faintly flashing red light, and a strange wave of fluctuations spread around the body. The three bronze masters Wu Hai, Zhao Xiaolong, and He Zhenfei left the battlefield without saying a word, making an illusory move.

The two black iron level masters also felt something. Although they didn't know where the crisis came from, the intuition in their hearts made them quickly distance themselves from the white-haired zombies, but they were still a step too late.

Chich chich...

The faint and sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the white hair on the white-haired zombie suddenly shot out from the body, entraining the force of the mountain and cracked rocks, and shot in all directions. The surrounding Zhenghuan players who were attacking didn't have time to react at all, they were shot by the white fluff, and the pain spread all over the body at the same time, the body began to melt.

In a few seconds, more than a hundred people turned into a pool of blood, and the screams came and went quickly. Only one black iron level master shrank behind and escaped because of a half-length shield, while the player clearly saw dozens of fluffs densely covered with the fine iron shield and plunged deeply into it.

Only Zhao Xiaolong and Wu Hai escaped safely. It was not too late for He Zhenfei to leave, but the armor on his body affected his speed, and he was shot in the body by the fluff. The armor set of black iron level, the defense ability can be said to be first-class. Ordinary zombies can’t break open, but they are not enough to see in front of the white fluff. They smashed three layers of defensive masks in succession. Finally, a fluff shot through the armor and pierced into He Zhenfei’s left hand. He Zhenfei bit it. Teeth chopped off his arm with a sword, and his painful face was deformed.

"Do it!"

Just when everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, Liu Wei'an gave a soft drink, the Shangpin Tuomu bow shook, and a talisman arrow shot out with lightning.

Slap!

The fluff on the white-haired zombie has just been shot, and immediately another layer of fluff grows out, from the inside to the outside, very fast, when it was discovered, it was still sharp, and it had become three inches long in the blink of an eye. When the sharp arrow was about to hit the half-broken head, it was spotted by the white-haired zombie, and an arm was raised in the flashlight.

The talisman arrow exploded, only **** were smashed. However, this was enough for Liu Wei'an. A talisman arrow appeared behind the talisman arrow, like a white horse passing through the gap, passing through the gap. It hits the center of the eyebrow.

Touch——

The white-haired zombie was powerless to return to the sky, and his head was blown up to smash. The minced meat was splashed everywhere, and a red light was particularly dazzling in the minced meat.

Comic arrows!

The figure flashed, Lu Yan appeared, grabbed the flying red crystal, took the corpse pill, didn't worry about the corpse poison, lifted the corpse of the white-haired zombie and quickly left.

All this happened so fast, until Lu Yan ran seven or eight meters away, and the people around him reacted, and Zhao Xiaolong screamed: "Stop her."

Swish swish...

A rain of arrows came, and seven or eight fell down, all of which were arrows in the center of the eyebrows. One arrow killed him without a grunt. Lu Yan rushed out of the gap and came behind Liu Wei'an. All the players behind are chasing players. When killing the white-haired zombies, these people are afraid to move forward, but at this time they are very courageous and desperate.

Liu Wei'an stepped back and shot, shaking his fingers back and forth between holding the arrow and pulling the bow, leaving behind a dazzling string of shadows, incredibly fast, he just exited about thirty meters, the players’ circular encirclement. Already formed, dozens of archers aimed at him and Lu Yan. He Zhenfei's face was pale, and he didn't even look at the dozens of corpses left on the ground.

"Leave the corpse and the seeds of strength, and spare you not to die."

"I only want the seed of strength." Wu Hai's face can't see happiness or anger. Although he is alone, how can the aura of a bronze-level master be comparable to that of ordinary people, and one person occupies a large area.

"In that case, I have to choose the meat sac." Zhao Xiaolong appeared on the left. In the same way, the three bronze level masters all stood up.

Others are either not strong enough or not high in status. They are willing to shout, but they dare not, but they are unwilling to let go of this opportunity. They stand still, with blinking eyes, thinking about waiting for the three major bronzes. If a master fights, how to fish in troubled waters. Power seeds and flesh sacs are sent out as soon as you grab them. There are also people who know there is no hope, they are purely watching the show, and are looking forward to how Liu Wei'an will deal with ~IndoMTL.com~ Is it a compromise or a hard resistance? Regardless of the choice, it is not easy.

"Get out!" Liu Wei'an's response was only one word, quite simple and straightforward.

"Looking for death--" The three bronze masters hadn't spoken yet, and the dark iron master who was lucky enough to survive the fluff shot rushed up with an angry shout.

Swish——

No one can see the trajectory of the arrow clearly, all they see is a shadow. when! This black iron level master completely blocked the arrow with his fighting consciousness. The next moment, the shield exploded, and an arrow emerged from behind, passing through the broken shield fragments and piercing his throat.

Ho ho——

The man moved his throat twice and fell to the ground. At this time, he took a step away.

Too fast.

Many people shrank their necks subconsciously, and their gazes at Liu Wei'an changed. The existence that can kill the black iron rank master in a second is definitely not an ordinary person.

Liu Wei'an suddenly turned his eyes, and an arrow shooting star shot out. He Zhenfei's hand couldn't fall when he waved halfway. He held the sword in one hand and smashed four arrows in a row, fast and anxious. No one else was there. Seeing clearly what was going on, only a series of violent collisions were heard. He Zhenfei snorted suddenly. At this moment, the silver light flashed like a white horse. The arrow hit his heart.

The transparent defensive cover appeared, blocking the deadly arrow. He Zhenfei didn't have any joy on his face, only a deep anxiety, the arrow exploded, the defensive cover broke, and the hidden arrow appeared and shot through the heart, and He Zhenfei tried his best to make a sword too late. , The look in his eyes instantly turned into ashes.

Liu Wei'an's gaze shot across the audience, and the murderous intent was looming. The Tuomu bow drawn into the full moon was contained and not sent. The meaning was obvious. Whoever is not obedient, He Zhenfei will end.

One person, one arrow, shocked the audience.