Weird World of Immortality

Zhou Fan stepped back again and again, watching Wang Shiba who was covering the wound on his neck vigilantly.

Wang Shiba didn't pull out the stick that stabbed diagonally into his neck. He just covered the blood gushing out from around the stick with his hands. The blood stained his left palm red, and he tilted his head slightly to look at Zhou Fan.

The fear in Wang Shiba's heart quickly disappeared, and his face became hideous: "Just kill you, kill you..."

Holding the hunting knife, he chased after Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan ran without hesitation.

Wang Shiba had a knife in his hand and an axe around his waist, but Zhou Fan was defenseless, so he could only run.

Wang Shiba staggered behind Zhou Fan, and he kept swearing and cursing, even though his pace was staggering, his speed was not slow, and Zhou Fan couldn't get rid of him.

Zhou Fan wasn't too scared, because even if he didn't pull the stick out of the wound, Wang Shiba wouldn't be able to hold on for long. Over time, he would be the only one who would win.

But to Zhou Fan's surprise, he felt tired running in the bright red snowstorm, and Wang Shiba, who was behind him, stumbled after him, cursing loudly with foul language.

The hunter's vitality was beyond Zhou Fan's imagination, and he couldn't help but look back.

What he saw was the pale-faced Wang Shiba, with black blood veins appearing on his bearded face, and his eyes became cloudy and white.

A look of shock appeared on Zhou Fan's face, his heart was beating wildly, Wang Shiba was not a stubborn vitality, but became a monster.

Zhou Fan didn't look anymore, he turned his head and started running again.

Wang Shiba was like a mad vicious dog, still following Zhou Fan, he stopped cursing, just said: "Just kill you, kill you..."

"You're dead, you know?" Zhou Fan shouted while running.

"Just kill you, kill you..."

"Everyone is dead, so stop chasing them."

"Just kill you, kill you..."

"People can't be resurrected from the dead. What can you do if you kill me, hurry up and rest, don't miss the reincarnation."

"Just kill you, kill you..."

Zhou Fan: "..."

Zhou Fan didn't shout any more. He suspected that Wang Shiba had lost his sanity and had become a zombie. The key was that Zhou Fan's physical strength was also constantly losing, and his footsteps were getting heavier and heavier, as if he had fallen into a quagmire. Same.

And Wang Shiba's speed still did not slow down, he waved the hunting knife in his hand from time to time, and recited the words that he wanted to kill Zhou Fan back and forth.

Zhou Fan didn't run anymore, he stopped beside a tree covered with snow, gasping for breath, even in this blizzard, he was sweating profusely.

It's just that Zhou Fan didn't take a few breaths before Wang Shiba chased after him. His eyes were staring at Zhou Fan with dead fish-white eyes. The blood on his neck had already congealed, and the blood left behind dyed his clothes red. , he roared at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan sideways avoided the knife.

But Wang Shiba continued to raise the knife and cut again, Zhou Fan entangled with him around the tree, and with a 'stomping' sound, the hunting knife did not hit Zhou Fan, but instead fell on the tree.

Wang Shiba tried to pull the hunting knife out, but Zhou Fan slammed into it, knocking Wang Shiba back a few steps. He had been holding the hunting knife in his hand, but when he hit it, the hunting knife was pulled out. But he couldn't hold it any longer, and the hunting knife fell on the snow.

When Wang Shiba stood firm, Zhou Fan quickly leaned over and picked up the hunting knife, the blade pointed directly at Wang Shiba.

Wang Shiba grinned, he undid the axe from his waist, and chopped at Zhou Fan again.

The axe was so powerful that the hunting knife couldn't fight the axe, and Wang Shiba's strength was much stronger than Zhou Fan. Zhou Fan did not fight Wang Shiba recklessly, but continued to circle around the trees with Wang Shiba.

Zhou Fan quickly discovered another fact. Wang Shiba was fighting with instinct. He was fierce, but he didn't have a trace of reason. Otherwise, it would not be so easy for him to dodge Wang Shiba's axe.

Zhou Fan deliberately stepped forward, attracting Wang Shiba to chop out an axe, but instead of hitting Zhou Fan, he chopped the axe into the tree.

Snow fell on the trees.

Zhou Fan took this to hit him sideways again.

Wang Shiba shouted, and instinctively not giving Zhou Fan the chance to hit him like the last time, he pulled out the axe and stepped to avoid it.

But he guessed wrong, Zhou Fan did not hit him, but hit a tree instead.

The trees swayed, and large chunks of bright red snow fell down layer by layer.

Zhou Fan was the closest to the tree, and there was the most snow on the outside, which suddenly smashed Wang Shiba into a daze.

Zhou Fan felt cold and dizzy because the ice and snow fell on his body, but he was prepared for this.

Wang Shiba's right arm was split in half, and he screamed shrilly. It seemed that he would be in pain even in this weird state. An arrow that he had been holding in his left hand pierced into Zhou Fan's chest.

Zhou Fan's face turned pale, but he just grunted. He pulled out his hunting knife with all his strength, and slashed at the edge of his right arm again, and this time he cut off Wang Shiba's right arm.

But Wang Shiba ignored it and pushed the arrow hard, deepening Zhou Fan's wound. He also smirked and rotated the arrow.

Zhou Fan couldn't help shouting in pain, his face showed a fierce look, and he slashed the side of the wooden stick on Wang Shiba's neck, and the blood spurted out of his neck.

Zhou Fan kicked Wang Shiba again.

Wang Shiba fell to the ground holding the arrow, Zhou Fan also used too much force and fell on his back on the snow.

As soon as Zhou Fan fell to the ground, he struggled to get up. The wound on his chest continued to bleed, and his body was shaky. He walked towards the fallen Wang Shiba step by step, picking up the axe in the process.

On the contrary, Wang Shiba struggled on the ground and couldn't get up. His neck and his broken arm were gushing with blood. Even though he was in a strange state, he seemed to be a little stronger than people.

Moreover, his strange state was quickly receding, his eyes returned to normal pitch black color, he regained his sense, coughed out a mouthful of black blood, dyeing his articulation black, he gave up arguing~www. wuxiaspot.com~ looked at Zhou Fan who had walked to his side.

Wang Shiba said coldly: "I don't know how you did it, but it doesn't matter, you will definitely return to your dream, I will die, but you will also die, my name is Wang Shiba, and there are ten more above. Seven brothers, they will kill you for me."

Zhou Fan didn't speak, he swung his axe and stomped off Wang Shiba's head.

Only in this way can he be relieved, after all, Wang Shiba will become that kind of weird state.

Zhou Fan let go of his axe and stood quietly in the snowstorm.

The laughter spread around with the wind and snow.

The bright red world is collapsing.

...

Zhou Fan opened his eyes and woke up, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, this nightmare was more terrifying than he thought, and it didn't seem to end, he remembered Wang Shiba's last sentence, and said angrily: "There are still seventeen Brother, you can give birth like this, is your mother a sow?"