National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 547
Opening his eyes again, Mong Bo sped up and chased after Fang Heng.

Fang Heng realized that the blood race chasing after him was very unusual.

In addition to a keen sense of danger, the opponent's short-term pursuit burst speed has exceeded the top speed of the battery car.

The distance between the two sides was quickly shortened in a short period of time.

"Still chasing, right?"

Fang Heng turned his head and pointed the improved sniper rifle at Mombo again.

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, Mombo, who was chasing behind, was shocked again, and immediately dodged to the side, trying to avoid the attack range of the sniper rifle.

With such a delay, the distance between the two sides has widened a lot.

Fang Heng chuckled and put away the sniper rifle.

The improved version of the sniper rifle is extremely powerful, but its accuracy is not good, especially when the opponent is trying to dodge.

Fang Heng didn't want to fight recklessly with the blood race behind him.

Without the zombie avatar, Fang Heng thought that his main body was not good at fighting.

He prefers the feeling of putting a cold gun in the enemy's back.

If you continue to delay for a while, you will soon be able to merge with the fusion tyrant body, and then...

Fang Heng was thinking about it when his eyelids twitched suddenly.

Ahead, in a dense forest, a group of black bats attacked him from the side.

"Gan!!"

The front view was blocked, Fang Heng cursed and was forced to jump off the battery car.

After the swarm of bats landed, they resumed their normal mid-level vampire form and rushed towards Fang Heng one after another.

Fang Heng took out the machete from his backpack with his backhand and swung it forward.

"when!!"

The two mid-level vampires were knocked back by him with a knife.

However, immediately after, more blood races on the left and right sides surrounded him.

For a while, Fang Heng was tired of defending.

Two fists were no match for four hands, and the sharp claws of the blood clan left scars deep and visible on the body, and the blood volume dropped rapidly for a while.

Struggling for a while, Fang Heng endured the pain and chopped down two blood clans to vent his anger. Looking up again, he was surrounded by more than [-] blood clans!

Made!

Mistake!
Without a zombie clone, his own combat ability is still a little weaker, and it would be foolish to fight a war of attrition with a blood group.

Fang Heng immediately adjusted his strategy, moved a short distance forward with a rolling skill, got up and ran forward.

In the distance, Mombo's pupils shrunk.

At first, he thought that the intruder was an alien with long-range shooting specialization, but he didn't expect that his melee combat strength was also extremely strong, and he could persist under the siege of a large number of middle-level vampires.

But that's all!

It would be best to use him as nourishment for Anguitas.

Mong Bo's heart was full of killing intent, and he quickly chased after Fang Heng.

dodge!Parry!
roll!

LV: The three auxiliary skills of 18 have given Fang Heng a lot of advantages.

But the most important thing is the effect of undead skills. Even if he was hit twice while escaping, his blood volume has always maintained a healthy state.

Meng Bo chased Fang Heng all the way, and he was a little bit muttered in his heart.

How can this guy run so well?

If it were someone else running like this, he would have slowed down his running speed due to negative conditions such as bleeding, sprains, and broken bones when he was running away, and he would be hit soon.

Putting away the doubts in his heart, a sneer of disdain floated on the corner of Mombo's mouth.

Good at running?
How long can you run?

Mombo began to enjoy the thrill of the hunt.

However, after chasing Fang Heng for a few minutes, Meng Bo suddenly felt the sound of heavy footsteps under his feet.

The footsteps were all too familiar.

Tyrant body!
Looking up, the fusion tyrant body he had been chasing for a long time before appeared again!

The four fusion tyrants held iron twists and chased in the direction of the blood group.

At that moment, Mombo immediately understood.

It's the intruder!
It is definitely not a simple coincidence that the fusion tyrant body appears here.

All of them are controlled by this intruder!

Sure enough, Fang Heng, who had fled in embarrassment before, stopped at this moment, but turned around and looked at Mombo.

Fang Heng looked at Meng Bo, and said coldly: "Before you die, don't you want to introduce yourself?"

"Remember, my name is Meng Bo, you can die!"

Mombo, like many blood races, leaned over and rushed towards Fang Heng quickly.

While charging, Mombo's body became illusory in the middle, split into two, then into four, until sixteen clear Mombo appeared in front of Fang Heng.

Sixteen identical Mombos rushed towards Fang Heng.

Mombo had been entangled with the fusion tyrant body for a long time before, and he knew very well that it was difficult to kill the fusion tyrant body with his own strength, so he changed his strategy!
Deal directly with the tyrant's controllers!
That is the young man in front of him!

It must be done as soon as possible!
Facing the sixteen figures attacking at the same time, Fang Heng's eyelids twitched, and he was also a little surprised.

Doppelganger?

The special ability of blood race?

"Ha ha."

Fang Heng gave a cold cry, turned around and ran away.

Only a fool is one-on-one with him!

"Just run away like a dog!"

Seeing Fang Heng running away, Mong Bo's eyes became even more angry.

The four fusion tyrants arrived, striding forward, swiping the iron twist in their hands and aiming at Mombo behind Fang Heng.

"call!"

"Hoohoo!!"

Tie Twist made several piercing sounds.

The phantom clones were mixed in the main body, and the sixteen Mombos dodged Tie Twist's attack nimbly.

They bypassed the fusion tyrant body, found the target, and stared at Fang Heng to attack.

"Not stupid."

Fang Heng muttered in his heart.

He judged Mombo's fighting intention, so he dodged around the fused tyrant body, entangled with many blood clans, and swung a knife or two to fight back from time to time.

For Fang Heng, this kind of battle was tiring, but not dangerous. Occasionally, he was attacked by Mombo and his blood shadow clone a few times. In addition to the severe pain, the wound on his body could almost recover to its original state in the blink of an eye.

But Mombo is extremely uncomfortable.

Accidentally being hit by the iron twist that fused with the tyrant's body, the blood volume of the blood shadow clone immediately dropped a lot.

After fighting with the fusion tyrant body and Fang Heng for a while, Mombo found that most of the middle-level vampires and his own blood shadow avatar had died.

Even the right arm of the main body was severely smashed by the fusion tyrant's body iron twist!
The pain in his right arm was severe, and he would feel a biting pain when he lifted it a little, which had affected his normal movements.

Even relying on the life recovery ability of the vampire, which is higher than that of ordinary people, it cannot be fully recovered in a short period of time.

A bead of sweat rolled down Mombo's face.

Threatened by life, he began to calm down and think.

At present, it is still impossible to cause effective damage to the opponent.

Withdraw first, and then summon more mid-level vampires nearby to help.

Thinking clearly, Mombo started to back away.

While dodging, Fang Heng kept an eye on Mombo's every move.

After being chased for so long, Fang Heng felt a little upset.

Seeing one of Mombo's avatars slowly backing away, and suddenly returning to the bat form and flying into the air, Fang Heng immediately realized that Mombo might want to slip away.

"Just want to run now? Is it a little late?"

There was a murderous intent in Fang Heng's eyes.

He immediately turned over and jumped onto the shoulder of the fused tyrant body, switched the sniper rifle, and aimed at the newly transformed bat in midair.

aim.

Pull the trigger!

(End of this chapter)