Chapter 94: Bloody

The sharpness of the blade of the sharp moon may have an effect against the fourth-level mutant life, and the black cat that is not defensive in the second-level evolution is impossible to resist, even if it is reminded by the language woman to dodge at a critical moment, the knife Mang also wiped its body, leaving a scary wound.卍八¤一¤◎Chinese website w, w, w`. , 8-1, z-w,. `c`om
A large amount of blood was spilled from the air, and after the black cat's uncontrolled body rolled over a few times, it was taken into the hands by the smart spokeswoman before landing.
Some strange low syllables spit out from the mother-in-law's mouth, and a faint light appeared in her arms, wrapping the black cat.
"Energy transfer?!"
Ye Zhongming froze for a moment, then ignored the corpse that was gradually forming in the back, and his whole body strength was replaced by a run-up and a top-down split, giving no chance to the mother-in-law and the black cat to recover.
Generally speaking, a mutant life talent skill that has evolved to level 9 will have at least three. New skills must appear during the first evolution, the fifth evolution, and the ninth evolution. The limit is naturally nine, and each evolution A skill will appear. But this situation is too extreme. At least Ye Zhongming didn’t hear which nine level of evolutionary life has nine talent skills. In his impression, only the sunbird of the
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Jedi before the rebirth had seven talent skills. , That is already the evolutionary life with the most skills.
At this point, humans have an advantage. As long as you have the conditions, you can learn countless skills, of course, provided that you have the huge mental power to support the release of these skills.
Normal evolutionary life, by the ninth level, will probably have four or five talent skills.
The vernacular is called the vernacular because she is the representative of the mental strength specialty in the mutated life, and her ability is usually related to the mental strength. Eight? 卍一小? Said the network w, w`w-. , 8, 1 `z`w-. com
In mental ability, energy transfer is a very anti-sky skill. This kind of evolutionary life generally only has this skill when it becomes a ninth level.
But I didn't expect that this language woman even awakened this skill when she was in the second level! Counting the spiritual seeds, this linguist has awakened her talent skills in two evolutions!
The reason why the energy transfer skill is against the sky is because of the two words, mutual transfer! If you are injured, you can deliver each other to speed up the healing effect. After evolution, you can deliver each other and share the energy of evolution. Even when the skill level is high, you can share life.
As now, the mutant black cat was cut by Ye Zhongming with a big mouth on the waist, even if it is not fatal, but it is temporarily enough to make it lose its combat power. For agile creatures, this is a very serious injury.
But because the mother-in-law has energy transfer, this kind of injury will be treated by her own energy. If Ye Zhongming does not get the shot first, he will have to face two difficult opponents later.
Ye Zhongming is strong, but after all, he is just a one-star evolver!
Seeing Ye Zhongming respond so quickly, so decisively and fiercely shot, the mother-in-law yelled, and started to retreat holding the black cat. Although she was not as fast as her pet, it was never comparable to Ye Zhongming. He pulled away a long distance and stared at Ye Zhongming.
At this time, Ye Zhongming jumped to the shelf to remove the shield, quickly cleared the zombies around him, and also dug some magic crystals. He approached a window and jumped out with an elbow smashing the glass.
Although the danger is day and night, the sunshine always gives people a sense of security, and Ye Zhongming's sense of crisis is lightened when he comes out of the city. №八№§?一№Chinese №net www`w, w-. 81zw. com
But now that he is injured, he must go back and bandage the wound, otherwise he is a cake with a scent that will attract countless zombies to hunt.
The environment around the city has been remembered just now, and Ye Zhongming began to retreat along the line of thought, and all zombies who dared to stand in front of him were hacked to death.
Unlike in the city, Ye Zhongming didn't stop at all on the road. He moved quickly to leave here earlier, but he always had a bad hunch in his heart, and felt that things were not so easy to end.
Sure enough, as soon as he ran across a street, he felt that the zombies around him had become abnormal, and even those farther away were concentrated towards himself. He even heard some loud rattles of mutant mice passing from under his feet. Come, the sound is getting louder and louder, obviously flying closer.
In the sky, some sounds of flapping wings rang in the shadows behind the tall buildings, as if some birds were coming here.
Feeling the danger of approaching, Ye Zhongming immediately rushed into the building next to him, avoiding the most troublesome corpse, if it were surrounded by these endless guys.
Quickly traverse this building, coming out from another change, we met six or seven mutant pigeons on the head. These pigeons became larger, like eagles, and the leader was a gray pigeon with second-level strength.
Ye Zhongming's eyes flickered with light, and his murderousness suddenly appeared. The courage and bravery exercised in the end of the decade were fully reflected at this moment. The moon of the forward was fully exerted, and the timing of the knife was accurate and ruthless. A gray pigeon with a second-level mutation was careless.
The arm shield blocked two mutated pigeons that were going to attack from the side, and the Moon of the Edge waved again and again, killing the birds that were supposed to soar in the sky but now had to reach the ground.
After paying the price of being scratched on the shoulder, these mutant pigeons were slaughtered in half a minute.
But the danger was endless, and the well cover on the side was suddenly hit, and groups of mutant mice were drilled out of the sewer pipes. The kittens with red eyes saw the mutant pigeon's body immediately rushed over and couldn't help talking. Devoured.
Ye Zhongming grabbed the second magic crystal before them, but then was attacked by the mutant mouse.
There are too many of these guys, not counting those lying on the mutant pigeons, there are hundreds of them attacking Ye Zhongming!
Large zombies entered the building that Ye Zhongming had traversed. They were following the taste, and the way back was blocked by them.
Ye Zhongming held the knife, and suddenly he felt something. He looked up and looked at the upper right, and he saw that the language woman was holding the injured black cat standing on the top of the moving building, and looked at him coldly.
It really is you!
Ye Zhongming realized that although the language woman could only control a pet, she should be able to reveal some information to other evolutionary life, this guy could even communicate with other mutant life!
The fierceness in Ye Zhongming's heart was completely irritated. He pointed at the vernacular with Feng Zhiyue, and then made a throat cut.
A trace of ridicule appeared on the mother-in-law's face that had become more pale as a result of healing the pet, as if to say that she couldn't help it.
With a roar, Ye Zhongming rushed into the mutant mouse group, killing like crazy, even he had given up a certain defense, only used the arm shield to protect the vital point, and then used the wound to replace the wound to improve the attack. The efficiency of killing these mutant mice.
The vernacular on the top of the building showed a surprised look, and her wisdom was obviously higher than other second-level lives. Although she would not use some words to describe this moment, she was also shocked by the human below.
Every time he wields a knife, there is the kind of horror blade that makes her soul tremble. Every blade can cut the body of several mutant mice. These first and even second grades can run wild in half a city. Life is so fragile in front of this knife!
In less than a minute, dozens of mutant mice went to see the king, and two of them were second-class rats!
These filthy guys who are used to living in the dark are afraid, and rushed up more than two hundred, so that a third of them have already died under the silver blade. How much does it cost to kill the owner of the silver blade?
Mutant mice won't calculate this, but out of the instincts of life to avoid harm, they are afraid.
A second-level mouse squeaked a few times and led the head back into the well. The other mice followed the swarm and walked away for a moment.
Ye Zhongming, covered in blood, looked at the slim figure on the top of the building again, lifted Fengyue, and made a throat cut again.
Same as before!
Lingu stared deeply at this human, turned the black cat and disappeared into the field of vision.