It's a pity that Zhang Jing would not give it this chance.

Gathering all the remaining mana in the body, the third level of the Monster Slaying Art continued to run, and the seven-star sword was shining again. Zhang Jing exhausted his last breath, strode across, and slashed away like a shooting star.

"Demacia!"

Zhang Jing roared in his heart.

This sword directly slashed the Royal Zombie's neck.

Even though Zhang Jing felt an obvious sense of hindrance, it was a bit difficult to cut.

But in the end, the big sword still cut through completely!

Gum!

The hideous and terrifying head of the royal zombie landed on the ground with a grunt, rolling several times.

This time, no matter how powerful its recovery ability is, it will die beyond death.

Without the splash of blood, the body of this zombie has already become like a corpse, without any blood.

Yes, it's just a majestic corpse.

It was almost stronger than that of the former old man's corpse.

After the zombie's head was cut off, the corpse's breath wafted out.

A stench permeated the entire dojo.If ordinary people breathe in the escaping corpse gas, they will feel dizzy, nauseous, and want to vomit.

The vegetation in the yard, after absorbing the corpse's aura, I'm afraid they will wither in the morning!

"Ding! Kill a 'Mutated Royal Zombie' and get 1800 merit points."

Hearing the notification sound in his mind, Zhang Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was so tired that he couldn't stand still. Regardless of his image, he knelt down on one knee while holding the big sword.

Damn.

I'm exhausted!

I thought that after the True Yang Kung Fu was upgraded to the third level, the mana should be enough for the time being, and there was no need to make soft-legged shrimps.

Unexpectedly, when he cast the third level of the Monster Slaying Jue today and swung three swords in a row, all his mana would still be exhausted, making Zhang Jing feel weak as if his body had been hollowed out, which made him very uncomfortable.

If the last sword hadn't killed the Royal Flying Zombie, then Zhang Jing would be powerless and unable to help.

Killing this royal zombie gained a full [-] merit points, which was [-] points more than the [-] points for killing the old man Ren before.

This also proves from the side that Old Master Ren is indeed much weaker than this royal zombie.

"Ha~~ha~~"

Zhang Jing supported the big sword and knelt on one knee, panting like a Erha, very disfigured.

But no one at the scene cared about it. Instead, they looked at him as if they were watching a god come down to earth!

How did he do that?

Three swords, kill the royal zombies!

~

(Thanks to 'Ouyang lei' book friend for the reward of [-] coins!

Can the monthly ticket still go up?There is no end to life, no end to battle!The glory of Demacia will never disappear!Go! )

Chapter 106 Everyone Goes to Renjia Town!

"Nephew, what's the matter with you?"

After the four-eyed Taoist priest came to his senses, he hurried over and helped Zhang Jing who was lying down tired.

Although being slapped in the face.

Although inexplicably complaining about the injustice of heaven.

This nephew, who is more handsome than himself, is far more talented than himself, making the four-eyed priest extremely ashamed.

But as an elder martial uncle, Daoist Simu didn't really have any thoughts about Zhang Jing just because of this reason.

At most, it's just a little bit of envy in my heart.

And this kind of envy, the four-eyed Taoist priest will only hide it in his heart and think about it, and will not show it.

Because if he showed it, he would be even more ashamed!

With the help of the four-eyed Taoist priest, Zhang Jing stood up reluctantly, holding the seven-star sword in his hand, which he used as a crutch for the time being.

At this time, Daoist Qianhe, Master Yixiu and others also surrounded him, looking at Zhang Jing with concern.

Zhang Jing smiled, panting, waved his hands and said, "It's okay... Hey, it's okay, it's just that the mana has been exhausted, and some... a little out of strength."

The four-eyed Taoist priest was a little surprised when he heard the words, and said to himself: "The second level of the Monster Slaying Art consumes so much mana? It only takes three swords, and all the mana is consumed? No wonder there is such a great power... ..."

Zhang Jing's cultivation is not considered weak, he has already stepped into the threshold of a first-class warlock, and he can be regarded as a number one figure in today's world.

As a result, because of the three swords, the mana in the body was exhausted.

This kind of consumption cannot be ignored.

If a second-rate warlock came, even if he learned such a powerful sword formula, he might not be able to use it. All the mana in his body would not be enough to consume with a single sword!

But when Zhang Jing said that his mana was only temporarily exhausted, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The mana is exhausted, just rest for a while to make up for it, no big deal.

Next, it's time to deal with the corpses of the zombies.

The few ordinary walking corpses in the house are easy to deal with, just set them on fire.

But this royal zombie, even if it is dead now, how to deal with its corpse is still a troublesome matter!

Ordinary zombies can be burned with fire, but this royal zombie's copper-skinned iron bones, ordinary magic weapons have no effect on it, and ordinary flames can't burn its corpse to ashes!

Moreover, there is still a lot of corpse energy in this zombie.

These corpses must also be purified and disposed of.

Otherwise, if the corpse qi condenses and does not dissipate, whether it is taken by people, goblins or ghosts, it will cause endless disasters!

"This royal zombie, let me deal with it." Master Yixiu said.

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