Zombie Evolution System

"Trash!" With a wave of Eleven's hands, two short flying swords flew out from the ring on his hands, and they were held tightly in his hands instantly.

"Hmph! If you dare to call me trash, it's justified to hit you this time!" After finishing speaking, Xing Laojiu rushed towards Eleven with a cold face.

"Snapped!"

The two figures stopped there at the same time, Xing Laojiu touched his burning cheek in disbelief, he was slapped just now!

"Little waste! I'm going to kill you!" With a roar, Xing Laojiu rushed towards Eleven again, this time he was extremely careful, and he must not give him another chance to insult himself.

Seeing this situation, Eleven didn't look nervous, but looked at the sword that Xing Laojiu was slashing at, and every time he used his own small sword to block him, if a sword couldn't stop him, then Just use two.

"Trash! Shout again! Shout again!" While shouting, Xing Laojiu's attacks became more and more violent.

The two wrestled for a while, and gradually, Xing Shiyi's physical strength was exhausted, and Xing Laojiu kicked him in the stomach whenever he got an opportunity.

"Pfft!" Eleven spewed a mouthful of blood into the air, the two swords in his hands fell to the ground, and he also flew upside down.

"Aren't you amazing? Didn't you call me trash?" Seeing Eleven being unable to get up for a while, Xing Laojiu didn't have any pity in his eyes, but walked slowly step by step with anger on his face. Approaching.

"Hmph! Trash is trash!" Even though his stomach felt like a knife was twisted, Eleven's mouth did not change at all, not even the tone of his voice changed.

"Trash? See who of us is more like a trash lying on the ground and can't get up?" Seeing Eleven's mouth full of blood, Xing Laojiu laughed.

"Trash, I will never look down on you!" Eleven's face with tears of pain radiated a trace of hatred.

"Today I will show you the power of trash, and I will definitely tear your mouth apart today!"

Xing Laojiu was trembling with anger, and seeing Eleven she also showed a cruel smile on her face, slowly put away her sword, and immediately rushed towards Eleven.

Just when Xing Laojiu was infinitely approaching Eleven, a ripple visible to the naked eye suddenly reached here, and then, Xing Laojiu's movement with a cruel smile and Eleven's movement to avoid it also stopped.

"Hey--"

A soul-penetrating sigh reached the ears of the two, and then there was a wave of space in the open space not far from the two of them. In an instant, an old man with white hair and a walking stick appeared.

"Hey... two worry-free children." Looking at the two of them, the old man sighed again and waved his hands. Xing Lao Jiu and Shi Yi also resumed their movements, but the two did not continue to fight together , but floated in mid-air as if restrained by something.

Seeing this old man, Xing Laojiu immediately yelled aggrievedly: "Master, you have to uphold justice for me. It was you, Junior Brother, who provoked me first."

Seeing the old man's cloudy eyes looking over, Eleven also stopped struggling, because he knew that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from this bondage.

"Hey--"

The old man sighed again: "I heard what you said just now, no one should argue anymore, from now on, the two of you can't go anywhere, go to the back mountain to face the wall, until Xianjianzong recruits disciples."

After finishing speaking, the old man waved his hand, and the figures of Xing Lao Jiu and Eleven immediately flew down the mountain.