Doomsday Rise

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"Sword Curse!"

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The bullet shot into the body of the zombie, cut off an unknown number of hairs, and then got stuck, unable to move.

"The Unraveling Curse!"

The bullet hit the head of the zombie like a yellow light, and it exploded silently, blasting a small hole the size of a fist.

Suddenly, Liu Wei'an's eyes shrank, the small hole was squirming, and the hairs were intertwined and intertwined with each other as if alive. In a few seconds, the hole punched by the bullet disappeared and was refilled with hair, returning to its original state. He looked like he was not injured at all.

"Ice Curse!"

Liu Wei'an still didn't give up, and another shot was fired. Ice covered the zombie's body. In less than three seconds, the ice shattered, and the zombie didn't have any scars. It suddenly accelerated and rushed over. The zombies along the way were extremely afraid of this zombie and avoided them one after another, even the bronze armored corpse was no exception.

The bronze-armored corpse belongs to the second scumbag among the zombies. Usually, I don’t know how to be afraid. When top zombies such as corpse demons and **** black boys appear, the bronze-armored corpse has no fear, but now it is covered in hair. The zombie fled in fright, Liu Wei'an's face was solemn, and the sniper rifle was put back into the space ring. He strode forward, and the momentum on his body rose steadily.

"Be careful, this is God Mao!" Just when Liu Wei'an and the zombies were about to collide, a person suddenly shot from a distance, and the voice came first, several kilometers away. Remember the URL m.luoqiuxzw. com

"God Mao?" Liu Wei'an was stunned for a moment. He had no time to think about anything else. This zombie named Maoshen was already in front of him.

"The Great Judgment Fist!"

If there is no extra, it will be a fist. The moment the fist and Maoshen's body are in contact, Liu Wei'an has already noticed it for a second, but there is no way out, so he can only bite the bullet and increase his strength by three points. In the first half, the fist was like a broken bamboo, hitting Maoshen's body, but after going deep into Maoshen's body, the situation changed instantly.

The soft hair became hard, not only hard, but also sharp. Liu Wei'an clearly felt that his skin was cut by the hair, and the burning sensation made him extremely uncomfortable. Since his strength entered the dark gold, he did not eat it in the fight against zombies. Sorry, this is the first time.

He took a deep breath, his fist vibrated eighteen times in an instant, and the terrifying power erupted one after another, but the result was shocking. Mao's special body structure made it immune to force. After venting out, Mao Shen was not hurt at all.

This can't be done. I can't hit Maoshen, but Maoshen's hair can hurt him. Liu Wei'an's eyes flashed, his inner strength was fully opened, and an extremely powerful force erupted, and Maoshen was entangled in one fell swoop. The hair shook and pulled back his fist, but just as he was about to retreat, the hair of the **** of hair suddenly exploded, and the hair turned into tentacles and wrapped around him from all directions.

For a time, Liu Wei'an seemed to be caught in the net of heaven and earth. The hair looked weak, but in fact it was as sharp as a knife.

Liu Wei'an lowered his head and glanced at his hand, right hand, and cut marks on his fist. In the deepest part, bones could be seen, but there was no blood. Maoshen's hair could actually **** blood. He suddenly understood that Maoshen was so strong. The reason is that it **** too much blood. The inextinguishable inheritance scriptures were running, and the wounds on the hands appeared wisps of black mist. When the black mist faded, the muscles wriggled and healed quickly.

"Soul Soul!"

The world froze, Liu Wei'an turned his fist into his palm, and his fiery breath overflowed.

"Red Sun Palm!"

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The palm and the hair collided heavily. The hair was soft but powerful. Liu Wei'an's upper body slammed back, he took a breath, added a little strength, kept himself still, and a few strands of hair fell to the ground.

Liu Wei took a powerful blow, but only cut off seven or eight hairs.

Liu Wei'an didn't have time to be shocked, and he shot with all his strength. Chiyang's palm radiated amazing heat, and the heat couldn't ignite the hair. However, the hair seemed to be a little bit afraid of the heat.

"The eye of the devil!"

Liu Wei'an's eyes lit up, trying to find Maoshen's shortcomings, but he soon discovered that Maoshen has no vital points, no shortcomings, it is completely composed of hair, and each hair has an independent life, thousands of Wan's lives combine to form this terrifying hair god.

"Ask the heart finger!"

The invisible **** punched a hole in Maoshen's body, poking off an unknown number of hairs, but this damage was insignificant to Maoshen. There are no internal organs, such as internal organs, in Maoshen's body, so the power of the heart finger cannot be exerted.

Liu Wei'an felt that Maoshen was used to deal with him. His skills were useless in front of Maoshen. He regretted that he didn't express the third knife. In this case, he still had to have a knife. He tried to take out the sharp blade made by the arsenal. As expected, the blade cut into the hair and burst out a series of sparks. The hair was only swayed by Liu Wei'an's divine power, and not one was broken.

The new weapons of the arsenal's ultimate move are very useful against ordinary monsters and zombies, but after all, they are not magic weapons.

Liu Wei'an lost his soldiers and continued to attack with Chiyang Palm, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't compare to the pervasive attack of Mao Shen. The invulnerability does not stop the cutting of the hair, and the rest of the body is weaker.

The severe pain came from all over the body. Liu Wei'an endured the discomfort. The corpse emperor's scripture was running wildly. The terrifying high temperature burned all the hair that had penetrated into the body. The hair **** wanted to **** his blood. However, his blood has turned into lava.

The God of Mao did not give up, and still attacked wildly, with endless hair.

Seen from a distance, a mass of fluffy black hair sometimes swells, sometimes shrinks, Liu Wei'an is completely wrapped in black shadows, no shadow can be seen. The Ping An soldiers didn't know Maoshen's power, so they didn't worry, because in everyone's heart, Liu Wei'an was invincible, and no matter how powerful a zombie was, it was just a dish in front of the Governor.

"Oh, everyone said to be careful, this is bad!" From a distance, a strong man covered in blood, with an inch head, thick hair, and a steel needle, shot from a distance. One face was covered with oil, black and red, and he could no longer see his original appearance. His left arm was drooping, and his shoulder had been hit hard by some force, and it completely collapsed. There was an egg-sized hole in his abdomen, blood was flowing, and occasionally he could see the squirming intestines. He was so injured, but he didn't realize it. He stared at Mao Shen with hesitation on his face!