Chapter 152: concussion

Boom ~
A brutal silver beam of light directed towards the batwing zombie hanging on the window fence. The immovable batwing zombie was like a fixed target at this time, and Song Jian didn't even need to use the "eye-eye" technique. Can directly lock it to attack;
Howl
The batwing zombies shot by the silver beam of light became even more rampant. At this time, it is daytime, all attributes are halved, and the blood value of batwing zombies is only less than four hundred points. "Eye kill" every second The physical and energy damage it caused exceeded ninety points, and the blood value of the batwing zombies landed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye;
Finally, Batwing Zombies noticed that the steps between death and death were getting closer and closer, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared a tinge of blood, staring at Song Jian when he died, and an angry roar was issued towards him. Then, Batwing Zombie was mad Twisting off the body, even disregarding such actions, will cause greater damage to the bat wings stuck on the fence;
Click ~
A crisp fracture sounded, followed by a sound of tearing of the flesh membrane. The batwing zombie finally got rid of the shackles of the window guardrail, kicked his legs, and rushed towards Song Jian's position. Before he died, he pulled a back;
In the air, the batwing zombie is constantly twisting its body, avoiding the damage caused by the silver beam of light, but because a batwing is seriously injured, it cannot control the balance at all in the air. If it is not its blueprint, it will be at a high place. The inertia of the stepping force can glide on the air for a short interval, otherwise, he would not be able to fly upstairs in the building where Song Jian is located;
Five seconds have elapsed, the silver beam of light has dissipated, and Song Jian suddenly feels exhausted. This is not physical exhaustion, but energy, just like playing all night in an Internet cafe;
"I was just awake ..." A bitter smile appeared on Song Jian's face: "It seems that I'm still a little uncomfortable with this exogenous device, but I only reduced the energy level by 50%, and I felt like I was exhausted. . "
This is Song Jian's first application of explanting equipment to "eyes up", and they are still in the running-in period. Trust can be used a few more times in the future, and it will not emerge. It only takes 50% of energy to feel special. Tiredness
Batwing Zombies has only more than thirty points of blood left, and his body keeps falling down, twisting and rolling in the air, looking very embarrassing;
Uh ~
The body of Batwing Zombie slammed against the window of Song Jian's room, and immediately knocked the worn window out of a large hole, and Song Jian quickly stepped back;
"Passed away, passed away ..." Batwing Zombie was full of blood, and his hands continued to pluck the window frame, trying to squeeze in. Its body surface was shiny with a metallic iron-blue luster, and the red fruit was on its upper body. Some of the scars were new, but more were old wounds, and it looked like a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles.
Calm ~
Only half of the right batwing had been torn from the blue version, and a piece of white bone was hung on the edge of the window again. The bat zombie uttered a roar, and turned his head to bite the root of the right batwing, tearing hard;
"Crunch, crunch ~" The fangs in the mouth seemed to be sharp blades, constantly cutting the batwing bones. After a short time, the batwing zombie raised a bitter roar, and finally bit the right batwing off. All the figures got in through the window, leaving only half of the bat wings hanging on the window frame;
Seeing Battalion zombies so cruel, Song Jian could not help frowning, and he was so cruel to himself. It is conceivable what a sad experience it would be if it fell into the hands of these monsters;
"It's better that you all die like monsters!" Song Jian said, pulling out the "spikes of fangs" and rushing towards the blood-lost batwing zombies;
At this time, the batwing zombie was covered with blood, and the blood value was less than thirty. The chest, spine, and under ribs were all burned. The broken wings on the back were still seeping slowly with blood. It is a wolf howling, but the raging flames that it emits almost condense the cost, like a transparent flame, which burns at the touch of a touch, even Song Jian feels a heavy pressure near it three meters away;
There was a beast-like roar in the throat of Batwing Zombie, and his right hand was raised. The black mist slowly emerged, and a large iron axe condensed in the air. This axe is more than one meter long and the axe face is extremely wide. It looks like a half-round table top. If you want to calculate the weight carefully, it will weigh at least a hundred pounds, but it is as light as a toy when it is carried in the hand of Batwing Zombie;
Huh ~
Batwing zombie waved his right hand, the huge iron axe chopped down towards Song Jian with the momentum of Mount Tai, the strong wind blew his face, and divided the air into two. For a time, Song Jian felt a sense of suffocation;
Not daring to rush forward, Song Jian quickly ducked away, the iron axe almost split against Song Jian's cheek, and the strong wind cut Song Jian's cheek directly into a three-inch-long wound. Dye Song Jian on both sides of his cheeks;
"Mistweed, it's broken!"
For a time, Song Jian was furious, and the killing in his heart was like a bundle of oil-filled dry wood hitting Mars, and it blazed, and his eyes were bloodshot;
"I want you to die!" There was a growl in his throat, and Song Jian's dagger was piercing towards the temple of Batwing Zombie;
Huh!
Batwing's zombie iron axe was severely chopped on the floor. The axe cut almost halfway, and a crack more than three feet long appeared on the ground. This blow turned the hollow between the two floors. The slabs are split
Feeling the blasting sound coming from the ear, Batwing Zombie released the iron axe with his right hand. For a moment, the iron axe that had been embedded in the floor suddenly turned into a plume of black smoke;
The left hand was raised, and the black smoke emerged from the left palm of Batwing Zombie again, and turned back into an iron axe. The wide axe face was like a shield, blocking Song Jian ’s blow. Splashing, Song Jian felt a pain in the means;
Uh ~
Batwing Zombie made a fist with his right hand and smashed it into Song Jian's head. Song Jian couldn't dodge, and could only encounter this blow stiffly;
With a moan, Song Jian felt that only half of his cheeks were about to get wooden. A strong blow came, and this punch actually flew him alive five or six meters away, leaving a blast of blood in the air. Misfortunes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com When Song Jian climbed up again from the ground, a puddle of blood spewed out again, and even the pierced ears and nostrils were bleeding, it seemed like a piece of blood The crimson little snake meandered down the skin, all the heads "buzzed", and the scene in front of it became vague;
System: You are attacked by a heavy punch of 10 Batwing Zombies (Elite), taking 68-29 points of damage, and 39 points of actual damage;
System: You are currently in a state of "brain tremor", your vision has dropped by 50%, you have landed correctly by 30%, your attack has fallen by 10%, and your power has fallen by 30% for 10 seconds;
Song Jian was startled, his body seemed to be uncontrolled, his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and he was standing steadily. His two hands were constantly dancing in the air. He just stood up and sat on the ground with another buttock;
This state, let alone lasting 10 seconds, even if it is only three seconds, his small life will be accounted for here. Batwing Zombie has roared and waved at him, and the iron axe in his hand made a smashing air. Spaced his head closer and closer;
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