The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 1890: Don’t worry about going to the theater (2)

A group of purebred undead who are still running away suddenly stopped because they found that the giant already had a new target and would no longer hunt them down.

"Who is that little ghost? Why haven't I seen it before?" The embarrassed undead boy gasped and asked his companions.

"I haven't seen it, but it looks like a low-level undead." The other undead boy shook his head, and there was a lot of color on his body.

"Lower undead? What's the joke, how could a lower undead come to the forest of death?" An undead girl came over with the help of her companion, her face unbelievable.

"Anyway, that Moore beast seems to be already as her target, we should take the opportunity to leave." The undead boy did not want to care about the life and death of the other party, even if the appearance of the other party resolved their crisis, In the minds of proud and pure-blooded undead, the lower undead are as small as ants, and it is a joke to ask them to save a lower undead.

Just as they tried to evacuate while the Moor Beast was moving, a loud roar burst from the behemoth's mouth.

This roar made the earth shook with it, and a group of undead boys turned around in surprise.

And everything that happened to them before them made them all hold back.

I see, an agile petite figure, flying in the midst of the sky with the help of the surrounding trees, she holds a very inconspicuous long bow in her hand, while she dodges, the long bow in her hand Shoot arrows continuously towards the Moor Beast.

Using ordinary arrows to fight higher undead creatures is almost impossible. Higher undead creatures are extremely defensive. Even swords that cut iron and mud are hard to cause fatal injuries to them.

However, an incredible scene was staged in front of their eyes. Every arrow shot by that figure was aimed at the eyes of Moore Beast!

No matter how powerful an undead creature is, its eyes are always their most vulnerable place.

"How is this possible ... how did she do that?" The undead boy rubbed his eyes in disbelief and couldn't believe what he saw.

A low-level undead can bring heavy damage to high-level undead creatures! This is simply a joke!

"Oh my God, I've never seen such accurate archery!" The undead girl covered her mouth in exclaim.

During the constant dodge, there is still the ability to release arrows in mid-air, and each arrow hits the eye of Moore Beast. Under such intensive attacks, already is stared black in the fragile eyes of Moore Beast They can hardly imagine that there are undead who can complete so many shots in such a situation, and the accuracy is actually 100% high!

"That guy is really a low-level undead? Impossible." The pure-blooded undead who wanted to slip away before stopped, they stared at a low-level undead playing a high-level undead creature. scene.

Looking at the Moors that almost closed their entire lives, they were actually played to such an extent by a humble low-level undead play, and the young people's worldview was completely distorted.

Fell!

The goods must never be a low-level undead! Your low-level undead is so good! How does this Nima let us live!