Zombie Evolution System

"Gossip! Explosion!"

After these words came out of Chen Feifan's mouth, electric arcs appeared on the eight flying knives, and they were quickly connected together.

Because Chen Feifei was in the air, even Wuhua who jumped up couldn't hit him, so he had to fall to the ground in vain.

However, the eight flying knives surrounding Wuhua made Wuhua who was standing in the middle dare not make any moves.

At this moment, Wuhua could only stand there to defend, because he felt that the electric arc around him became more and more manic, as if it was going to explode at any time.

"Explosive!" Chen Feifei, who was still in the air, snorted coldly, and he said that he clenched his fists tightly in front of him, and the eight throwing knives below suddenly flashed like lightning.

"Boom!"

There was a bang, dust and smoke rose everywhere, and the soil splashed. The weeds, mud and dust flying in the air blocked everyone's sight.

Because the sound was so loud that it even woke up Tanlang who was in a coma.

He looked at the intact lawn in his memory with horror: "This destructive power is really unimaginable."

Especially when he looked at Chen Feifei who was standing in the air, his face was full of surprise.

"Wake up." Wen Du chuckled: "Yeah, Fei Fei has grown to this point before I knew it. It seems that I really have to work hard."

Tanlang nodded, his eyes were fixed on Chen Feifei who was hanging in the air, but his mentality of becoming stronger became more determined.

Seeing Tan Lang's expression, Wen Du also nodded in satisfaction. In fact, he just wanted to tell Tan Lang what he said just now. To exercise hard, but let more bugs become bug people.

Everyone else was surprised to see the smoky lawn.

One minute later, the flying soil suddenly and completely fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha..." Wuhua's figure appeared in the mud pit at the center of the explosion range, with his hands raised above his head as if he was dragging something.

"Chen Feifan, you can't hurt me." Although she laughed loudly, the clothes on Wuhua's body became stripped. On the whole, Wuhua looked more embarrassed.

"Really?" Chen Fan, who was floating in the air, smiled coldly: "The blow just now only consumed two layers of my energy. How many times do you think you can block such an attack?"

"What!" Wu Hua was surprised, but he laughed again: "Chen Feifei, are you too confident? Do you know that I only spent [-]% of my strength blocking your attack."

"Really? It seems that you need to experience the feeling of explosion again." As he spoke, Chen Feifan waved his hands, and all the throwing knives that fell on the ground flew up again.

"Come on, let's see who can digest it first." Wuhua shouted without fear.

In fact, he also knew in his heart that if Chen Fan wanted to avoid fighting him, then he would definitely not be able to hit him, unless the two of them fought each other with strength, then he might have some hope.

This result is also what Wuhua wants to see most.

The two people's unintentional provocative words pierced Tanlang's ears.

Unknowingly, the sense of distance with other people has been opened, because Tanlang belongs to the type of close combat.

If he were to face Shang Wuhua, he would not be [-]% sure that he would win, and if he were to face Chen Feifan, he would not dare to say that he would be able to win.

Perhaps, this is the difference between people and people.