Zombie Evolution System

"Xing Laojiu, what did I tell you before!" Seeing that another punch was about to hit Eleven in the face, Wen Wen let out a cold snort, and his figure appeared in front of Eleven in a flash, raising his left hand with ease. He grabbed the fist that Xing Laojiu was hitting.

At the same time, the left foot stepped forward slightly, and the right foot suddenly kicked forward.

"Pfft!" Xing Laojiu, who spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down and didn't stand up for a while.

"Are you okay?" Wen Du looked back at Eleven, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and asked.

"Hmph!" Eleven snorted coldly and did not speak, but limped through the crowd and walked out.

"Haha..." Just when Wendu was feeling embarrassed, he heard the voice of Xing Laojiu who was kicked away by him: "Haha...you are still here."

"Of course I have to come here, otherwise I wouldn't see a bastard like you who likes to bully my junior brother." Thinking of Xing Laojiu's character, Wen Du snorted coldly, he didn't even know that a huge crisis was quietly approaching Advent.

"Haha..." Xing Laojiu who was scolded not only didn't get angry, but also laughed loudly: "The remnant of the Zongzong sect, you can't escape today, I will destroy you on behalf of all the famous sects!"

Before he finished speaking, Xing Laojiu sacrificed a flying sword, stepped on the flying sword and rushed over.

"Overreaching!" Wen Du frowned. He always felt that Xing Laojiu was a little abnormal today, but the movements of his hands did not stop. He waved his palm and slapped forward, and the spiritual power around him immediately gathered into a giant palm.

Seeing the giant palm flying towards him quickly, Xing Laojiu was not only not afraid, but also a little happy, and then he did something that everyone didn't understand.

I saw Xing Laojiu who was stepping on the flying sword immediately abandoned the flying sword and fell down, and withdrew all the spiritual power from his body, ran forward a few steps, and bumped into it with a giant palm made of physical body like spiritual power.

"What is he going to do?"

"He wants to hit it!"

"Is he crazy? Really crazy!"

Wen Du who saw this scene also frowned, suddenly he couldn't understand Xing Laojiu.

However, there is no reason to take back the giant palm that was hit, so Wen Du, who was interested, also wanted to see what Xing Laojiu wanted to do.

"boom!"

"puff--"

Xing Laojiu spat out a mouthful of blood, he felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, suddenly he felt a little regretful in his heart, he probably couldn't stand up after three days of self-cultivation.

"Pfft..." Seeing Xing Laojiu, who was slapped by his palm for more than 20 meters, spurted another mouthful of blood, and finally fell limply on the ground, Wen Du frowned again, and he couldn't understand why Xing Laojiu will do.

"Haha..." Just as Wen Du was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard Xing Laojiu's miserable laughter: "The remnant of the Emperor's Insect Sect, you... can't escape, haha..."

"I think you are hopeless." After saying these words, Wen Du turned his head to look at Xuan Shiyu and Luo Yu with a smile, but just when he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a strong Coercion.

"Pfft!" Wen Du spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How are you Wendu?" Seeing this, Xuan Shiyu and Luo Yu were also taken aback, and hurried over to support him.

"Don't you feel the coercion?" Wiping off the blood from his mouth, Wen Du still felt that his body was full of blood.

"We didn't feel the coercion, what happened to you just now?"