Chapter 1713 - 310: 8

But if it always remains just words, it doesn't exist in reality.

Perhaps in the future, will someone also evaluate themselves with the same sentiment?

The appearance of zombies restored the confidence of White Impermanence and the Daoist.

In the past, when the team faced multiple crises, it was always him who managed to turn the tide, even in seemingly doomed situations.

However, they soon discovered that their opponent didn't have any special changes.

No shock, no dissapointment, no panic, and even became more enthusiastic.

Lin Shuyou's double mace swung more vigorously, as he delighted in his own fighting, he began to look forward to Runsheng's true strength.

Tan Wenbin even diverted significant attention to observe the impending new battle over there.

The zombie walked toward Li Zhiyuan, each step leaving a footprint scorched by corpse energy, and its form folded like a ghost.

When you gaze at him, he can influence you, even if it's not intentional.

At this moment, the woman's consciousness had started to become blurred.

In the painting on the first page of the wordless book, a skeleton already appeared in the pot.

Once the flesh is reattached, it means the woman's soul consciousness is completely drawn in.

The evil book was very eager, as the boy's strength continuously increased, it was finally released from the boy's forbidden vault, and this was its first time assisting the boy in battle.

It wanted to perform well so that it could have a second, a third time, until the boy gradually accustomed and relied on it, only then would it have the chance to rebel against the master and turn the boy into its plaything.

Woman: "You... are not afraid..."

Li Zhiyuan: "Not afraid."

Woman: "How... could there be... people like you... on the River?"

Li Zhiyuan: "It's normal."

Unlike the overflowing confidence of other companions, the woman held expectations for the appearance of zombies but no longer much.

"Choice... choice... choice..."

This word had lingered in her heart since she heard it.

Even torture-like extraction was incomparable to the shock brought to her by this word.

The zombie's footsteps stopped.

Corpse energy continuously emitted from its eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, but not arrogantly forward but backward.

Because, Runsheng appeared in front of it.

The skin repaired by Zhao Yi did not rupture even when killing the Zhao family's guardian last night, yet now it completely dispersed.

Ravines flowed all over Runsheng's body, even without action, such tangible pressure almost materialized.

Without thinking, Qin's Jiao Observation Technique operated in an extremely rigid manner.

Runsheng glanced down, frowning slightly.

He was dissatisfied with the speed of gathering power, too slow.

Apparently, relying on fighting was still necessary to accelerate.

He raised the Yellow River Shovel with his right hand, the black handle of the shovel once stained with the shared blood of Runsheng and Yin Meng.

For Runsheng, fighting is simple.

If you cannot knock me down in the first move, then ultimately, it's you who will lose.

Corpse energy gathered before the zombie, and its arms lifted, the ten black nails extending out, his most relied upon weapon.

Accompanied by a thunderous sound at the spot, the zombie charged towards Runsheng.

Runsheng also proactively met him.

But the zombie's speed was faster, the momentum more fierce, Runsheng didn't even have time to swing the Yellow River Shovel as his body was brutally hit by the zombie.

The zombie stood still, while Runsheng's form was sent flying, landing quickly after a low-flying trajectory, retreating continuously for more than a decade of steps, stabilizing by propping with the Yellow River Shovel.

Li Zhiyuan knew Runsheng was bound to win, the opponent not only failed to knock Brother Runsheng down, not even knocking him in the literal sense...down.

Even Li Zhiyuan himself couldn't accurately assess Runsheng's current specific strength.

Qin's Jiao Observation Technique as Dragon King Qin's basic technique certainly contained too much profoundness.

From Runsheng's body, it seemed possible to understand why Uncle Qin could survive that encirclement back then.

Such opponents, what kind of shadow despair could Dragon Kings of the Qin family throughout the ages bring contemporaries?

The weak woman's eyes revealed a spark, people are more willing to believe in hope in despair, and now, she saw it.

Zombie charged at Runsheng again, while Runsheng met him again.

The entire wasteland seemed to tremble due to their clash.

This time the collision result was still Runsheng falling short, his Yellow River Shovel deflected the opponent's right hand nail but failed to block the left hand nail's scratch.

But this time Runsheng didn't fly out, after retreating more than a decade of steps, he stabilized.

Five claw marks on the chest, flesh turned open, yet not affecting the flowing grooves on his body.

If such engraving only remained surface level, it's too unworthy of the grand setup Li Zhiyuan arranged that night.

Corpse energy permeated the wounds, corpses poison infiltrating internally along the cut.

White Impermanence began to chant, as if cheering on.

Lin Shuyou saw the opponent daring to jump around, ended the state switch test, the golden mace no longer held back and hammered down further.

Soon, some noise emitted from the opponent's body, a sign of mechanisms continuously under pressure, breaking.

Daoist: "Let's see how arrogant you can remain, righteousness shall prevail, evil shall be defeated!"

Tan Wenbin: "Daoist, you really have a thick skin, is your righteousness depending on zombies?"