Chapter 272 Let’s Eat

"Roar!"

The low and hoarse voice sounded as if the vocal cords were damaged, like rubbing glass against iron sand.

With a long knife in hand, Su Ming casually picked up a car with only one tire left and moved it to the right side of his body.

"Boom!"

Just as Su Ming made his move, the ground suddenly shook violently, and a zombie with a growing height and body soon appeared in front of Su Ming.

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"Human!"

The zombie, which was about 4 meters tall, was still a little shorter than Su Ming, but it should not be underestimated.

He clenched his right fist tightly, and a layer of gray-white air waves exploded from the zombie's hand.

Looking at the zombie in front of him, Su Ming's eyes couldn't help but reveal a gleam of light.

Compared to the previous zombie, the zombie standing in front of Su Ming was much stronger.

"Finally, there is a zombie who is not a fake. I hope you won't let me down!"

A muffled voice sounded, and the Level 5 zombie was stimulated to roar.

The zombie waved his hands vigorously in front of him, and a huge blood-red cross flew towards Su Ming.

The bright red cross pattern seemed to corrode the air, revealing all kinds of ominous tastes.

At the same time as the blood cross appeared, a scarlet light instantly spread from under the zombie's feet, wrapping Su Ming in it.

Facing the zombie's attack, Su Ming did not dare to be careless. He raised the horse-cutting sword in his hand and slashed it horizontally.

The cold blade and the blood cross collided together, and a huge sound immediately broke out.

The powerful impact came to his face, and Su Ming's body couldn't help but step back.

At this moment, a long sword with a little fluorescent light on its surface stabbed straight at Su Ming's chest.

An almost invisible air blade had already hit Su Ming's chest before the long sword stabbed him.

"Swish!"

Although the thin air blade did not pierce the armor on Su Ming's body, it easily left deep grooves on it.

Seeing the white bone sword appearing in front of him, Su Ming turned his hands, and the horse-cutting sword was under his control and chopped on the long sword.

Facing Su Ming's counterattack, the zombie did not choose to resist, but took advantage of the power of Su Ming's horse-cutting sword and swung it down, avoiding the fate of being cut off.

Looking at the zombie with his left hand forming a sword and his right hand holding the white bone sword, Su Ming's brows squeezed and formed ravines.

"What kind of species are these?"

I thought the martial arts zombie I met before was already weird enough, but what Su Ming didn't expect was that a swordsman zombie appeared.

If he hadn't been sure of the identity of the other party, Su Ming almost thought that he had accidentally traveled through time and came to a fantasy world.

"Wind!"

The awkward voice came out of the zombie's mouth, announcing his name.

Looking at the zombies posing in an incomprehensible and powerful posture, Su Ming felt a faint sadness in his heart.

"After fighting with fists and feet, we have to compete in technology now. Will there be other messy zombies next time?"

Although the appearance of these unique zombies has greatly increased the richness of zombie species, for Su Ming, he doesn't like to see such a situation at all.

Maybe many people hope to see something different every day, but for Su Ming, compared to challenges, he likes these unchanging things more.

After all, the unknown often means danger. Why take huge risks when you can easily harvest evolution crystals?

No matter what Su Ming was thinking, the zombie on the other side made a cool pose and rushed towards Su Ming with a long sword in hand.

The pale white air blade can be called sword energy. As the zombie waved the long sword, it formed a dense net and covered Su Ming.

Putting aside the power of these sword energies, just looking at the way this zombie used the long sword, Su Ming did not dare to underestimate him.

Although most of the ancients in film and television dramas like to use long swords to kill enemies, the common correct way to use them is not to chop, but to poke and stab.

After all, the blade is relatively thin. If it is used for chopping, it is easy to be cut off by people.

The overwhelming sword energy is like rain, constantly hitting Su Ming's body.

Under the effect of this sharp sword energy, the hard bronze armor soon became bumpy.

Su Ming was not hurt at all by the sword energy, but under the impact of this force, his body still took two or three steps back.

"Good fellow, do you think you are the only one who can use sword energy?"

Su Ming smiled coldly, then inserted the horse-cutting sword in his hand to the side of his body, and fumbled in the air with his right hand, and then a long sword with a purple surface and fine cloud patterns in the center of the hilt was taken by Su Ming.

"The name of the sword is Zicheng, I hope it can bring you endless happiness in the future!"

The long sword was waving in front of him. Although Su Ming did not master the legendary true qi and internal skills, he could barely simulate the appearance of sword energy by releasing the energy in his body.

So soon, between Su Ming and the zombies, there appeared a scene where sword energy collided with each other and then disappeared.

If it were not known who the two sides of this battle were, it would look like two martial arts heroes competing from a distance.

After casually waving a sword energy to force the zombies back for a short time, Su Ming held the hilt of the long sword with both hands and rushed towards the zombies.

If it was just a simple competition of energy in the body, according to the frequency of the use of sword energy, even if it lasted for another three days and three nights, neither side would feel any fatigue.

In order to be able to fight quickly and decisively, Su Ming, who had originally wanted to compete with the zombies in swordsmanship, immediately gave up this idea.

After all, there was only a zombie on the other side, so there was no need to be polite to him. With the sharpness and solidity of the long sword in his hand, Su Ming did not think that the bone sword in the zombie's hand could withstand it.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

The two long swords of different shapes and lengths collided with each other under the use of their respective owners.

Looking at the zombie close at hand, Su Ming's face had no expression, and he pushed the zombie back a few steps with a force of his shoulders.

In terms of strength alone, Su Ming's strength was still far greater than that of this zombie.

Being repelled by Su Ming in an instant, the zombie did not show any anger, but raised his right foot and stood on the ground with his left foot, posing a golden rooster standing on one leg.