I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

There are zombies who don't ride and go to ride horses. Isn't that Tie Hanhan?

He had completely forgotten how he felt when he got the paper horse a few months ago. It wasn't me, Lin Fengjiao, who did it, it was Lin Jiu who did it!

The zombie flew very fast, and after a while, Uncle Jiu came to a small village following the lead of the paper crane.

Ma Madi didn't see it, but saw a few people running away in a panic.

They stared dumbfounded at the sky, at Uncle Jiu who descended from the sky with a long sword, and Russell.

As soon as his legs softened, he almost wanted to give Uncle Jiu a New Year's greeting in advance.

"Let me ask you, what happened in the village, did you see a Taoist priest?"

Uncle Jiu jumped off the zombie directly, jumped in front of everyone, and said with a serious face.

Those people were scrambling to talk as if they had just woken up from a dream. At this time, they seemed to have forgotten the horror just now.

Talking all over the place, Uncle Nine quickly understood the gist of the story, and hurriedly drove the zombies past here. For some reason, the zombies suddenly ran around.

The originally weak zombies became stronger and smarter, and several zombies partnered to beat Ma Madi violently.

If Ma Madi's master hadn't given Ma Madi many life-saving magic weapons, he would have died long ago.

Of course, the people in front of them must not understand, these are calculated by Uncle Jiu based on what he knows.

He was in there all day, and went straight to the village.

"help!"

Before he entered, there was a cry that was more cruel than killing a pig, and Uncle Jiu saw a young man running away in a panic.

His feet were bare and he didn't wear shoes. I don't know if he ran away.

Why run?

Uncle Jiu glanced at the young man, looked behind him, and saw a black shadow falling directly from the sky and hitting the ground.

A pale and bloodless face, with dark circles under the eyes, showing two long fangs, walking and jumping, this is the real zombie!

This zombie can jump very fast, and it can also jump very far. Although it is not as good as the zombie under Russell's feet, it is not a new breed.

"Hold your breath, don't pant!"

Uncle Nine yelled directly, it turned out that the young man accidentally fell down, and the zombie that came suddenly lay on top of him.

He stepped hard and ran away quickly, and finally kept reminding the young man that if he was bitten on the neck by a zombie, he would almost feel cold!

The young man was already scared out of his wits. The ugly face of the zombie was already close to his face, and he could even smell the stench.

This zombie seems to want to give him a negative distance contact!

"No, I'm still a virgin, I want a woman!" The young man moved the zombie's teeth with both hands, and for some reason, he blocked the zombie's blowing kiss.

But zombies are zombies after all, and their strength is infinite. The young man's Jedi outbreak only lasted for a few seconds before being suppressed by the zombies.

The young man looked at the mutated zombie face that was less than ten centimeters away from his face, his eyes were full of despair.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the young man felt lighter. It turned out that Uncle Jiu had already arrived, and he lifted his foot and kicked the zombie far away.

"Roar!"

The kicked zombie rolled several times on the spot, and rushed towards Uncle Jiu stubbornly.

Uncle Jiu stretched out his right hand and raised a middle finger. He was not mocking, but casting a spell, so don't get it wrong.

The zombie roared and jumped over, Uncle Jiu's movements were as fast as lightning!

There was an extra corpse-suppressing talisman between his fingers, and with a bang, the talisman heavily hit the zombie's face.

Russell, who was watching this skillful movement, sighed straight away. It really is a brother, and the movements of using the corpse-suppressing talisman are all passed down in one continuous line.

Scream directly in the face!

The zombie was slapped by Uncle Jiu and remained still. He was not a Western zombie, and he was born weak against spells.

Looking at the motionless zombie, Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, but soon his face became stiff.

Hearing the sound of slapping, dozens of zombies jumped out from the end of the village. They came towards Uncle Jiu at a neat pace.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but gasp, did he stab the zombie nest?

Dozens of zombies are not scary, what is scary are neat zombies, after all, they have no intelligence and cannot communicate.

Neat zombies mean that there are more advanced zombies behind! !

"His grandma's, he's in big trouble!"

Uncle Jiu took a step back, glanced at the longevity lock on Russell's neck from the corner of his eye, and immediately felt more at ease.

If we can't beat it, we can shake people!

Our Maoshan is a cow!

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Chapter 150 The Little Apprentice Is So Reliable, There Should Be No Trouble

Although there are many zombies on the opposite side, Uncle Jiu is not cowardly at all.

Will he be afraid?

Are you kidding me?

He's super brave, okay?

The reason why he is so arrogant is entirely because he has a reliable young apprentice, and he is talented in literature. Qiu Sheng is not here, so he doesn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back.

In fact, there are other small reasons.

That is, the zombies in front of him are relatively good. Most of them are just zombies that can jump. How powerful can the zombies be chased away?

Uncle Jiu kicked and kicked without mercy. If it belonged to Junior Brother Simu, he might still care a little bit.

If it's messy...

Uncle Jiu has long been unhappy with him! !

"Ah, I hit!"

Uncle Nine flew forward and beat the zombies in front of him to the ground. They would not be afraid if they had no intelligence.

But the one who beat them was not ordinary people, but Uncle Jiu. His fists and feet were exceptionally powerful, and they were all trained by his apprentices.

Although zombies are invulnerable, they are the lowest level, and they are facing a master of cultivation like Uncle Jiu.

"Snapped!"

Another zombie fell to his knees, covering his face and crying!

If they have hands.

Russell was still shuddering at the stunned young people at the side, "See, this is my master, barely three points better than me!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu who was like a tiger entering the pack of wolves, these young people opened their mouths wide open. They are bloody.

At the beginning, when these zombies were about to bite people, they directly took their own big swords. Usually, soldiers and horses were in chaos and bandits were rampant, so they prepared a big sword at home.

Bang when the knife went down, the big knife disappeared along with the person...

If they didn't run fast, they would probably be sucked dry.

"It's amazing!"

A person's eyes are wide open, there are dozens of zombies, for example, zombies, even if they are humans, it is remarkable to beat dozens of them by one person.

Whose hero is this?

"Hey, that's not right!" A melon-eating crowd next to him suddenly came to his senses and realized something was wrong.

He turned his head to look at Russell, "You are his apprentice, shouldn't you be, are you as good as his three-pointer?"

The people who heard it nearby all nodded silently, casting suspicious glances one after another. This little baby is probably not weaned yet, right?

Russell raised his head and said arrogantly, "Hehe, let me tell you, young master, I am a genius, a genius as tall as the Nine-story Building."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, then shook their heads tacitly, which made Russell anxious.

"Heh, look how good I am!"

Russell jumped off the Western Zombie, pointed to the front, and shouted at the zombie leader who had been watching, "Come on, the decision is up to you, Flying Zombie!"

With a thought, he directly controlled the Western Zombie. The Western Zombie rushed forward like a cannonball, and hit Uncle Jiu's back straight.

Uncle Nine was knocked to the ground, and the other zombies crashed and landed on him one after another.

The big Uncle Jiu was gone, and there was only one hand stretched out stubbornly.

Russell couldn't help touching his nose. Not only did the Flying Zombie not have brakes, but it also seemed to be a bit poor in accuracy.

Everyone stared at Russell in astonishment, and then at Uncle Jiu who was buried under the pile of zombies. They were almost dumbfounded!

Is this here to help?

Are you on the zombie side?

"Hmm!!" Russell stared, "I don't think you saw anything just now."

As he spoke, he wiped his neck with his hands, which made him look extraordinarily cute with his small body.

But no one dared to laugh, they nodded silently like chickens pecking rice, the sun was so bright just now, suddenly they couldn't see anything.

Russell nodded in satisfaction, then coughed softly, brewed up his feelings, and changed his face in an instant, the whole process took less than three seconds.

He ran forward, "Master, you died so miserable!"