Zombie Onslaught
Chapter 43:Zombie Onslaught
“Since the old man said that, then the son wouldn’t be polite!”Poison Island knows that this person in front of him is very powerful and higher than himself!
But I did not think that it would be so contemptuous of people, even in the face of their own, even the weapons are disdainful.
If so, then you are not welcome!
At this moment, the poison island moved, the pair of purple eyes flashed in the crazy war, the whole body suddenly jumped up, the wooden knife in the hand with the sound of the empty, cut off towards the defender.
The sword of Poison Island, walking is speed, heavy is momentum!
So this sword, like a purple mango, is fast and powerful!
In her life of swords, except when she first practiced the sword, after her father had defeated himself, no one could walk a few rounds under her sword!
Now, even if this guard, who looks far more powerful than herself, she still believes that he can't escape his sword!
However, the next scene is to make the whole of Poison Island Shoeto shocked the place!
Only to meet her fierce sword, the defender was only slightly moved down his head, and the sword was cut down directly on his body.
“Not good!”Poison Island's face changed, she did not think that this sword he could hide, now to change the shape, attack again.
But the babe is faster.
By the time she had not yet reacted, she had already been gently in her hand.
Then I felt that the arm holding the sword suddenly paralyzed for a while, and the wooden sword was directly loosened and fell down.
“You have lost!”
Wei Zi Qing looked at Poison Island, but her eyes were with a hint of appreciation, her sword method, good!
At least, the momentum is enough, even if it is the god carving world, her age, the sword method few can win her!
Poison Island stood all in the same place, looking at the wooden sword that fell on the ground, and some of it could not return to God, for a long time, with a lost look on his face: "I lost!"
She lost!
A swordsman, the sword is gone, not lost or what?
She finally understood why, he did not disdain the weapon, because he was not qualified at all!
But soon, this loss disappeared on the face of Poison Island, but a face firmly looked at Wei Zi Qing: "How did you do it?"You just touched my hand, my arm is out of control, what is this martial arts?”
Wei Ziqing was silent, and finally said, "This is not a martial art, but the most ordinary trick."
In the world of divine carvings, although they are the most successful is the lonely nine swords, but for others, they are still quite proficient, after all, in the year before returning, they have learned almost the martial arts of the ancient tomb.
And this hole is ordinary!
Poison Island was silent, not knowing what he was thinking, but soon he looked up at Wei Ziqing: "Teach me!"
Amount!
The twilight was really a bit confused.
This poison island is not too familiar, right?
Did you know that the two had just met each other, and now they had to teach her themselves at the beginning, and did not know that this was very impolite?
However . . .
Looking at her pair of clear, but full of expectation, Wei Ziqing had a kind of hope that he did not know how to say what to refuse her.
"Well, but what I'm really good at is the sword method, if you want to learn, I can teach you, as for how much you will, all by the qualifications!" 」
More than half a year, anyway, idle is also idle, since this is the case, then you will teach this poison island, pass the time!
“Thank you!”Poison Island's face was happy, originally she was just holding a lucky heart, but did not think that this Wei Zi Qing even agreed, but also to teach their own swordsmanship!
The purple eye is red and excited.
...
Time always goes by quickly.
But it is not boring, at least, for Weizi Qing and Poison Island.
Poison Island's talent is indeed good, especially for the understanding of the sword, called genius!
Wei Ziqing originally wanted to teach her ancient tomb and the all-real sword method, but in the end he gave up.
The ancient tomb is light, all true and peaceful, no matter what kind of sword method, for the poison island, are not the most suitable sword method.
In the end, Wei Ziqing thought of the sword method that was buried by the grandfather and mother-in-law in the ancient tomb: killing the sixth type!
This is a sword of killing!
Killing, momentum, desire, quickness!
Although it is not as good as Weiziqing's lone nine swords, but in comparison, it is the most suitable sword method for poison island!
And in the short half-year period of this inspirational record, Wei Ziqing also knew the world, in fact, there is still this strength division!
They do not practice internal skills, only by the way of the hand, but still divided into four stages:
The first one: the runners!
Small and accomplished: Samurai!
The enemy: Master!
The top of the Martido: Master!
The original poison island in the absence of encounter Wei Ziqing, the strength is only a master, but in the past six months, it has been a breakthrough and become the existence of the guru!
As for the strength of Wei Ziqing, he is not very clear, perhaps, the world has never had the strength of his realm!
...
In the sword field, the squirrel who sat on his knees opened his eyes, with a glimmer of helplessness on his face: "For half a year, the spirit of the world is indeed like reality, and for the cultivation progress of innate skills, it is also minimal, obviously it is already half a step in the innate, but it is only a little bit, it can no longer advance, as if it is, what is missing!"
Looking at the constant practitioners killing the six-type poison island, for a long time, the eyes moved to the wall to get the clock: "The beginning of the plot, as if, should be almost it!" 」
In the past six months, Wei Ziqing has not been too much to mix and develop the various pigs' feet in the plot, but it is like a passerby, even in school, it has always been a person who has no sense of existence!
Not to mention, it has a good relationship with a group of teachers!
Thinking of this, Wei Zi Qinggang wanted to say with Poison Island Hezi that he was ready to leave, and suddenly, a hurried radio sound suddenly spread in the campus.
"Emergency notice, emergency notice, now that there is violence in the school, please all students, under the arrangement of the teacher, go to the emergency shelter, inform again, now please... ah... no, what do you do, ah..."
The sound of the radio rattled, but came a painful howl, and at this moment, the whole school suddenly became silent.
"Teacher, this..." Poison Island stopped practicing the sword, quickly came to Wei Ziqing's side, with a shocked look on his face, there are people on campus who dare to attack in a day, how is this possible?
Wei Ziqing did not speak, just took a heavy deep breath, and then murmured: "Has the plot finally begun?"The zombies attack, and the world is finally completely turned into the paradise of the living dead!”
“Teacher, what do you say?”Poison Island was a little puzzled looking at Wei Ziqing, obviously not understanding what he was talking about.
"Nothing, bring a good weapon, let's go, from today, the day will be much more interesting!"Wei Zi Qing said lightly, and then slowly walked toward the door of the sword dorod, the poison island saw eye, and then hurriedly followed up.
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