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His face is ugly, and the dead makeup he used before has melted a lot because it was stuffed in the coffin, and it looks particularly hideous and terrifying.

A dozen maggots squirmed in the fatal wound on his forehead.

The corpse began to rot from the inside out, and the foul smell continued to spread outward.

His pupils were dead and hollow, and a black mist suddenly flashed, and gradually had an indescribable dark luster.

Rough fangs protrude from the corners of the mouth, and strong and sharp claws extend several inches outward.

At the next moment, he roared to the sky, holding the pose of the corpse at the moment, and suddenly rose into the air, following the fresh breath of the man recently, and leaped to chase him.

"No! I am the second uncle!"

The man caught by the zombie screamed desperately, exhausted all his strength but couldn't push the zombie away. Instead, he caught his neck with one hand, clamped it tightly, lifted it, and kicked off the ground.

puff--!

Terrible fangs pierced his neck.

Almost in an instant, the body that had just been alive immediately turned into a shriveled corpse. The flesh and blood were almost empty, only bones and skin remained, which were rudely discarded by the zombies.

Drawing on the blood of strangers, the zombie became even more powerful. He roared like a beast and jumped into the air towards each target.

Just listening to the wailing and begging for mercy, several dead corpses were left under the long street hidden in the dark.

...

...

Leaving Yingyue Tower, Yun Fan and An Hu walked side by side, with the butler following behind.

The public security in Yong'an Town is excellent, so Anhu never needs to bring a guard to the streets.

"Regarding the murder in the Jia Mansion, the *** was done by the practitioners. I don't know who the Jia family has offended. They were killed overnight. That is, Master Jia was driven out that day and escaped."

Anhu recounted the details of the Jia’s case, and he reluctantly said: “It involves practitioners. This is no longer a category that my little Nine-Rank Sesame Officer can intervene. I can only report to my boss and hand it over to the practitioner’s case. The Baping Division has dealt with it."

"Unexpectedly, the Jia family, who used to be famous in the small town, would fall because of this."

Yun Fan was also full of emotions. Even if he had a wealth of wealth, ordinary people would have no ability to resist when they encountered practitioners. They would kill if they wanted to.

"Practitioners are the source of disaster in this world. Even the most powerful warrior, my Yanming Empire has firearms to check and balance, and is always bound by the national order, but practitioners? They can move mountains, fill the sea, and move mountains. Xiling, a flying sword thousands of miles away to take the first level of people, relying on powerful forces to despise the law, ignore the rules, trample on the order, grab a lot of resources from the world, but not produce, annex the land, there is no benefit in the world , Their existence will only lead to the gradual development of society towards democracy.

"Even if there are soldiers like soldiers who follow the imperial command and semi-secular and semi-cultivating practitioners, facing the huge cultivators who live on the lofty mountains and occupy a victorious landscape, they are only a drop in the bucket and cannot form effective checks and balances."

Anto poured out his long-lasting dissatisfaction with the practitioner, and laughed at himself: "But in this world only practitioners can deal with practitioners, we ordinary people, we also complained a few words, what should we do, if we are not angry, Other than joining them, what else can I do? Unfortunately, I just have a better mind and my roots are not good enough, otherwise An must have already worshipped which mountain gate and cultivated hard!"

Yun Fan nodded silently, thinking about the fierce battle with Huo Xuanlang. If he hadn't embarked on the road of cultivation, I'm afraid he would have to go to the Yin Cao Difu to reunite with his parents.

The two continued to walk on the street, and when they were about to separate, they suddenly heard a frightened call from passers-by:

"Help--!"

A strange shadow suddenly descended from the sky, the air filled with stench and blood, a rotten arm stretched out from the shadow, and grabbed the person who had just tried to escape.

Sharp fangs gnawed on his neck, and the man's voice gradually became low, his flesh and blood withered like a wood, and his breath soon disappeared.

The zombies discarded the dead body in their hands.

A pair of muddy and ferocious pupils reflected Yun Fan, who was frowning.

With a strange roar, he snapped up again!

"This...what kind of monster is this?" The zombie suddenly appeared, scared Anto's face like white paper, and said in panic.

"Uncle Amber, hide behind me, this thing is dangerous!"

Mai looked at the Qi technique, Yun Fan only saw the origin of the zombie at a glance, frowning and muttering: "The corpse...a puppet?"

There was a deafening roar, and the zombie snapped at it.

The sharp nails stretched to Yun Fan's neck, his fangs opened, and a rancid breath rushed over his face, glowing with a dark red light.

"I'm going to you!"

There is no broom, but with Yun Fan's current cultivation base, he can easily avoid the deadly thump of the zombie with Yun Fan's current cultivation base, and immediately rises into the air. A whip kick hits the zombie's head.

boom!

Like kicking a stubborn stone, Yun Fan's legs are still a bit numb, and his teeth are still numb.

The zombie fell to one side under the force, and immediately lay up straight again like a tumbler, his eyes were hideous, and the strange roar came again!

Yun Fan once again dodged the zombie's offensive, hitting his face with a punch, but it only made him fly backwards some distance, smashing a few bluestone slabs, and did not cause real damage.

"So hard?"

Yun Fan shook his numb fist.

He determined to use his vigor, and subconsciously glanced at Anto in the distance, and apologized: "Uncle Amber, don't worry, in fact, I am also the practitioner you hate most. I can't hide it anymore, otherwise our life will be lost. I'm going to put it here."

Anto was stunned for a moment when he heard this. At first, he was amazed at Yun Fan's martial arts, thinking he was just an ordinary martial artist. Hearing what he said, his dry lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

The roar and the foul smell came surging again.

The hard corpse rammed tirelessly, but this time Yun Fan urged the heaven and earth vitality, whirlwind vigor, attached between his arms, his fist burst out.

A violent gust of wind suddenly rose, and where Yun Fan's fist struck, the air showed a swirling twist.

The fallen leaves rolled, and the wind blew the sleeves.

The monotonous attack method of the zombie still hasn't touched Yun Fan's body. Instead, he was hit by a pair of punches in his chest and aroused by the whirlwind. The only remaining clothes of the zombie were suddenly torn apart, and wounds appeared on the body, as if by countless knives. After being cut, black pus and blood flowed out, and strands of black energy overflowed from it.

After that, a whirlwind suddenly appeared on his side, engulfed by the strong wind, the zombie's feet were light, and it was ten feet off the ground in an instant, and then fell backward.