Chapter 54 Third level wind zombie
The stench and rot flowed into the nostrils along the air.

Qin Yu resisted the subconscious vomiting, kicked away Bai Feng, who was in the way, and slashed forward with the Tang Dao tightly.

The black shadow was very alert and dodged his attack for a moment.

This time it went straight to nothing.

"What are you doing..." Bo Feng was kicked for no reason. He couldn't help but roared angrily, but his voice suddenly weakened halfway through the roar.

He looked at the black shadow who was fighting Qin Yu, and swallowed in fear.

Fuck, what the hell is going on.

Originally thought that this person was going crazy, but unexpectedly his life was saved.

Bai Feng thought back to where he was standing just now, if he hadn't been kicked away by Qin Yu, wouldn't he be injured now?

What the hell is this thing? It's too fast to see clearly.

Afraid of harming the fish pond, he quickly trotted to the side and watched.

Bo Feng is also well-known in Baiyun Scientific Research Center. In the eyes of others, he is an excellent son of heaven, a cold genius in the scientific research field.

Mainly because he and other researchers are not very familiar with it.

Bo Feng devoted himself to scientific research, and as his status rose, his scientific research results became more and more excellent.

Gradually, there was a gap between me and my peers, after all, everyone was not in the same circle.

As for those at the same level, they are all giants in the scientific research field. They are all in their seventies and eighties, and they have no common language at all.

Do you expect Baifeng, a young man in his thirties, to have a happy conversation with professors who are in their seventies or eighties?
Apart from talking about scientific research, there is no topic at all, and everyone's main focus is different. It sounds like a bible, and you can't understand it at all. Isn't this asking for fun?

Bo Feng was not aloof. He originally had an assistant, but he didn't know whether he was dead or not.

On the day when the apocalypse broke out, Bo Feng happened to go to the control room to steal a snack.

After the assistant was sent away, they had no contact at all, and they probably encountered something unexpected.

What?Why don't you say he doesn't eat it in his research room?
I usually do experiments, although no one disturbs me, but there will still be one or two assistants or helpers around me.

Bofeng also has to face, otherwise it would be bad for his little fanboys and girls to know, and the high-cold genius persona would completely collapse.

Secondly, eating snacks in the research room, in case those stubborn old men in the scientific research center find out, I'm afraid they will beat him out of the shit.

The most important thing is that his father, Bai Xu, has a good relationship with those old men.

Baixu is an old-fashioned and serious person. Every time he meets the other party, Baifeng is like a little quail, afraid of experiencing a father's love as heavy as Mount Tai.

How old is Baifeng, and yet he is spanked by his father? Doesn't he want to lose face?
Fortunately, he hid snacks in the control room, otherwise he would have starved to death these days.

But now that Bofeng's food has been exhausted, it's hard to go out.

There were so many zombies surrounding the outside, and just looking through the window made my legs go limp in fright.

Bo Feng has no strength to restrain the chicken, what can he use to fight the zombies, desperately?
Isn't this sending someone's head away from thousands of miles away?

He is a scientific researcher anyway, so he is not so stupid.

hiss.

Qin Yu took a deep breath, and the force of the shock almost made him lose his grip on Tang Dao.

This thing is a bit hard, and the speed is too fast.

Several power attacks failed, it was just playing tricks on itself.

Could it be... the third-tier wind-type zombie?

Qin Yu knew that the system was not that kind.

"Little melon."

He shouted, stretched out his hand and threw something that was pretending to be dead.

Anyway, you are a powerful mutated plant, you should be able to deal with this zombie.

Although he was severely injured by Qian Yu, he was at least better than Qin Yu.

No matter what, let's stop this Tier [-] zombie first.

Otherwise, Qin Yu's physical strength would be exhausted. He is a person with spiritual abilities and not a human shield, so he has to compete with others in close combat.

Of course, it is to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses.

Only in this way can there be some hope of victory.

"Don't be cowardly, the host, it's just a zombie. You have killed many times before, I believe you can do it."

"Shut up." Qin Yu gritted his teeth and stopped talking.

What the hell, I used to kill level zero, level one, and level two zombies.

Now this is a third-order zombie, or a mutated one, which is equivalent to a third-order wind-type supernatural power, but the head is not so sensitive.

Overstep?

How do you jump over it with a pole?

Qin Yu didn't have time to fuss with this dog system, he had to focus all his attention on the battle.

Xiao Gua was thrown to the ground and let out an aggrieved cry, and then grew to the size of an adult. The finger-thick vine flew into the air, aiming directly at the third-order wind zombies.

As if feeling provoked, the mutated zombie let out a roar, and stopped in place temporarily.

The invisible wind blade pierced through the air, chopping Xiaogua's tentacles into seven or eight sections in an instant.

Qin Yu was behind Xiaogua, so it was inevitable that he would suffer the aftermath.

His movements are already very fast, but after all, he is not as fast as the wind blade.

His face was fine, just a faint red mark.

Qin Yu's arm was miserable, with a deep knife wound.

Blood spurted out, soaking large pieces of clothes.

Given his pale complexion, he didn't know he thought he was going to die right away.

The faint smell of blood in the air made the zombies even more excited.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Xiaogua, stop it."

Qin Yu yelled, enduring the pain in his arm and swiping Tang Dao.

At the same time, the mental power is detected around.

He also didn't care if there would be too much consumption, anyway, failure is a dead word.

Qin Yu definitely doesn't want to become a walking dead like a zombie.

Xiaogua could feel the anxiety of the master, so naturally he didn't dare to be careless.

Although it hurts a bit when the tentacles are cut off, if Qin Yu dies, it won't survive.

Humph, this stupid zombie.

If Xiaogua hadn't been seriously injured by that bad silver sneak attack before, it would never have been your turn to be rampant in front of me.

Smelly zombies like you, I used to shoot them to death one at a time.

Xiaogua was about to show off, and the tentacles that had been cut off grew back.

The vines entangled with the third-order wind zombies in an instant, and most of them were cut off.

But Xiaogua is not afraid of pain, it must give this zombie a good look today.

Trading injury for injury, stupid as it was, was useful now.

The mutated zombie's abilities are always exhausted, and its actions are restricted by Fujiman. Now it is a fixed target.

However, Xiaogua only has the strength of the second-order peak now, and the tentacles have been cut off too much, and he can't control the opponent for a long time.

Naturally, Qin Yu would not miss this opportunity, and quickly used his mental power to attack the mutated zombie.

Hitting a third-level skill with a second-level skill is no different from hitting a stone with an egg, but now I don't care about it.

Something seemed to explode in my mind.

Hey.

A burst of tinnitus, as if I can't hear anything, only the magnified pain remains.

Qin Yu felt that his mental strength might be about to collapse.

'Master, Xiaogua can't hold on anymore, kill this stinky zombie. '

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