Reborn Zombie Supreme

The moment the silver-armored corpse attacked the horse, He Cheng's body suddenly grew bigger!

The weight of the zombie on his neck increased sharply, bending the old cow's waist.

The cow's head, which had just reached the roof beam, instantly turned into a puppy on his crotch.

Corpse Palm lifted up, grabbed the bull's head and pressed it down.

Before the bull-headed Abong could react, he felt as if a hill had been lifted from his back, and a huge palm wrapped around his head and smashed it against the ground.

Bang!

"Huh?"

The situation in the field suddenly changed, the horse's face was thrown away, and the bull's head was as obedient as a duck drinking water. Even though it struggled, it remained motionless.

Ma Mian stood up and raised his hand to summon the mourning stick. The horse's hooves stepped firmly on the concrete floor and walked towards the hall step by step.

The cultivation level of the bull-headed horse-faced warriors was much higher than that of the silver-armored corpses, and they were much stronger than He Cheng. However, the difficulty was that as silver-armored corpses, their skin could not be broken easily.

You can't kill them but they can run away. This is the most difficult thing to do. There is no reason for zombies to be entangled with them.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Outside, a group of men and women in suits and leather shoes rushed down from the surrounding office buildings upon hearing the commotion. They could only see two generals in silver armor, about the height of an average person, motionless.

The other one was more than ten meters tall. He bent over and almost broke through the roof of the museum. His hand seemed to be holding something down.

"Xiaoyu, let's call the police..."

The clerk next to him was a little worried. He held his round eyes and took two steps back.

You can't make a living person more than ten meters tall for a show.

The leading short-haired woman hesitated slightly: "I recognized it. One of the silver-armored generals is one of the two ancient corpses we unearthed not long ago, but I don't know where the giant silver-armored general came from..."

"Not like zombie resurrection or anything like that... like temporarily stopping breathing!"

Some people disagreed, "I think the two silver-armored generals are probably gods. How can zombies wear such fancy clothes? Doesn't it mean that zombies don't dare to come out during the day?"

"That makes sense."

…

"It will be difficult for you to kill us."

The bull's head lifted up He Cheng's big hand that was pressing on his head.

"boom!"

The bull's head fell to the ground again!

Obviously he didn't expect that the zombies on his body would still have the power to survive, so Niu Lian was shocked.

He Cheng laughed "haha" and his voice was "buzzing" like thunder: "You want to negotiate?"

"Not to mention whether you, a silver-armored corpse exuding a zombie aura, can defeat us, even that silver-armored corpse may not be our opponent..."

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

He Cheng grabbed the cow's head and hit it on the ground, destroying the entire museum floor.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Naturally, he was not as relaxed in his heart as he looked. He was worthy of being a famous ghost general in the underworld. The strength of Niu Tou was comparable to that of He Cheng, who was four feet tall. Although it was slightly weaker, Niu Tou still had magic power. It was not difficult to make a comeback. He Cheng There is no way Cheng can remain in this state for a long time.

Moreover, the condition of the silver-armored zombies is not good. Most zombies will fall into a blood-thirsty state when they wake up from their slumber. He Chengwuzhi happened to be promoted to jumping zombies at the beginning.

How to fight if you don’t have enough food?

The silver-armored corpse is now hungry.

He Cheng had already used 100% of his strength, and could only hold down the bull's head, but he still couldn't prevent the bull's head from rising inch by inch.

It may seem like an advantage, but in fact the two silver-armored corpses have slowly stepped into a disadvantage.

Ma Mian has arrived in front of the silver-armored corpse.

He stared carefully at the silver-armored corpse, but his target was He Cheng who had suppressed the bull's head.

"Dry!"

He Cheng roared fiercely, and the silver-armored corpse turned around and rushed towards the bull's head under He Cheng's body. The big steel fork "buzzed" and vibrated, but he was still caught and pierced towards the bull's head!

Ma Mian's eyes changed, and he gave up the attack on He Cheng. He swung his mourning stick, chased after the silver-armored corpse and hit him on the back with a "whoosh"!

A good move to surround Wei and rescue Zhao.

In order to protect himself, the silver-armored corpse must retreat and let go of the bull head. When the mourning stick collides with the big steel fork, as long as the weapon is released and caught by the bull head, the battle will be won!

Sure enough, the silver-armored corpse wanted to turn around to fight the enemy, but suddenly he heard He Cheng say: "You come and kill him, I will help you!"

The silver-armored zombie didn't want to trust a strange zombie, but he had no choice but to do so. If his opponent wanted it, he would also want it!

The shadow of the stick sticks to the back, and the steel fork pierces the cowhide!

Both partners are in danger!

Ma Mian's expression changed drastically, and his eyes exuded a ghostly and vicious aura, as thick as the black smoke at the bottom of a pot.

He Cheng didn't move, his hand firmly pressed the bull's head.

The silver-armored corpse's expression changed, and he glared angrily at He Cheng. He wanted to withdraw his force but it was impossible, so he could only grit his teeth and stab him with a steel fork!

Poof!

The big steel fork penetrated the cow's head with the force of the silver-armored corpse. At this moment, He Cheng raised his hand to stop the silver-armored corpse in his arms. Half of the power of the mourning stick fell on the back of the silver-armored corpse, beating him. His back was bent, and the other half hit He Cheng's arm. His arm was like a Taekwondo kicking board, snapping into two pieces!

Ma Mian really used 120% of his strength, and the mourning stick cracked as it was used.

Even if his companions are seriously injured, he must kill one of them!

What a cruel zombie!

It felt like a basin of cold water was poured down on Ma Mian's forehead. They had miscalculated from the beginning. The zombie in front of them was not familiar with the silver-armored corpse at all. He had guessed when the silver-armored corpse was in a daze just now that the awakened silver-armored corpse did not know him at all. he!

He must have used the silver-armored corpse as a gun!

Even though there are too many things that cannot be explained, such as why he knows about the great demon, and why he investigated the location of the silver-armored corpse but chose to wait until now to awaken it, etc., this is the only explanation that best suits him.

He Cheng grabbed the scattered cow's head with one hand, opened his mouth and swallowed less than 1% of it, holding back the manic yin that filled his throat.

Turn around and grab the horse again!

The silver-armored corpse snorted coldly and had no choice but to grab the steel fork and turn around, attacking with He Cheng.

The dead master's steel fork is like a dead thing, being held in the hands of the silver-armored corpse.

The mourning stick picked up the steel fork and hit it hard, and his face changed drastically.

The rod is about to break!

Big hands pinched him, and the old drama repeated itself, with his head pressed to the ground.

"I just did it out of necessity, don't mind it. After all, leaving a useful body for the devil is my goal!"

Seeing He Cheng using the Great Demon God to suppress him again, the silver-armored corpse could only groan.

"We'll talk about this later when I wake up the demon!"

He Chengyi squinted his eyes.

Does this mean he has just emerged from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den?

He still has some tricks up his sleeve when fighting against ghosts and goblins, but when fighting against zombies, only the realm can explain everything, and only being stronger can suppress him.

He couldn't fight against the silver-armored corpse.

The big devil is even more invincible.

"Now I can only use the plot to save myself from the sea of ​​suffering."

When he was thinking about the possibility of releasing the silver-armored corpse to fight the underworld, he thought that he could not prevent the great devil from appearing.

I also thought of destroying the Great Demon God!

He was the original Black Master, and what Lin Zheng and the others were looking for was not a weak helper like Dou Yin Yang Corpse, but a truly capable person!

Moreover, this kind of powerful person also has a characteristic that he likes. He can only appear for a very short time.

Poof!

Two generals from the underworld died here.

“What a waste”

He Cheng looked at the steel fork in the silver-armored corpse's hand. This thing directly drove the souls of the two ghosts to death, and he didn't even drink much soup.

"Excuse me……"

A woman shouted loudly and walked cautiously within a hundred meters of the two silver-armored zombies. She successfully attracted the attention of the two zombies.