: Hunting the Pill

"Okay!" Zhang Letian felt refreshed. Although he was a little far away from Li Xingwu and Yinglong's zombies, he still saw Li Xingwu's indomitable determination. This move made his body burst out with blood. He couldn't help but call out the word "good" according to Li Xingwu's movements.

As soon as he said that, Luo Yuanchao next to him frowned, and seemed to be unable to help it, and shouted out: "Not good!"

When Zhang Letian looked again, he immediately knew what Luo Yuanchao was calling. The Yinglong zombie seemed to know that he could not be beaten for nothing. He bent his body, raised his tail as thick as a bucket, and walked around half a circle and suddenly sucked towards Li Xingwu in the air.

"Hi!" Li Xingwu seemed to have all his strength out, and there was still strength left in the air. He threw the spear forward with a spear in his hand, then his body was swollen, and his hands blocked in front of him. With a muffled sound, Li Xingwu was hit by a broken wall of mud from the air, and his big iron spear also firmly *** the front part of Yinglong's zombie.

Yinglong's zombie shook her head, but it was still unaffected. She moved her bloody body and rushed towards Li Xingwu. Li Chunyuan took a breath, knowing that he had to take action, so she took a few steps and reached out to aim his right hand at Yinglong's zombie's head.

"Li Chunyuan, don't take action, this is mine." A faint voice came. Li Chunyuan looked at Li Xingwu, who was bare-handed and fisted, and stood up. He was obviously injured, but even so, he still stood up and wanted to continue fighting.

Li Chunyuan said with a serious expression: "Leave the following matter to me, you go and have a good rest." This is not the time to bet on the gamble, and he can't really make him fight with Yinglong's zombie.

"No, this is mine! You can't rob it!" Li Xingwu said loudly.

Li Chunyuan was a little impatient: "You are almost out of your own business, and you still have to think about fighting?"

Li Xingwu's expression on his face was stern, and he said in a tone that Li Chunyuan could not understand: "Death in battle is the duty of a warrior. Martial arts are not for playing, not for viewing, nor for strengthening the body, but for fighting! This prey is mine!"

Li Chunyuan paused and stopped in place. He heard the stupid words from Li Xingwu again: Death in battle is the duty of a warrior. Li Xingwu's will and desire to fight should be the strongest of the five Chang Bai, Li, Zhao and Liu. Although the other four were not afraid of fighting, they were far from being so aggressive.

Since he has already had the awareness of giving his life to fight, let him go. Even if he dies, he still has a smile. This is probably the entire meaning of his life. For such a person, Li Chunyuan has no reason to stop him from fighting.

Seeing that Li Chunyuan stopped and stopped moving forward, Li Xingwu laughed and knew that Li Chunyuan would not take action. His steps sank and his body squatted slightly. Li Xingwu exhaled a long white breath to the Yinglong zombie not far away in front of him. The white breath was long and long, and even let others hear a slight muffled sound, as if his chest was breathing.

"What is he doing?" Li Feifei looked at Li Xingwu in confusion, not understanding his behavior.

"He is staging horses." Zhang Letian explained to Li Feifei. Li Feifei rolled his eyes unhappily: "Of course I know he is staging horses, but what exactly is he going to do now? Why don't Li Chunyuan help him kill Yinglong's zombie?"

"He just wants to fight." Old Zhang said from the side, looking at Li Xingwu's face with great surprise and excitement: Warriors must be so powerful and fearless!

Li Feifei seemed to understand, and Li Chunyuan was not around, and she was afraid that others would laugh at him, so she didn't ask again, and turned her eyes to Li Xingwu, who was striding on horseback.

Li Xingwu's face became more and more excited, and even brought a kind of fanaticism. He did not have the big iron spear that he had accompanied him day and night, but he himself felt that nothing was worth fearing.

Yinglong zombie rushed over slowly. The injury on its body was not light. It dragged a thick blood mark at this short distance. Its body slightly changed and its tail swung, Yinglong zombie swept over to Li Xingwu, who was squatting in his horse stance.

"Beast!" Li Xingwu shouted excitedly, and suddenly turned into a monkey. He flexibly drew from the tail of the thick Yinglong zombie, and then rubbed his body up.

He was going to get his iron spear, and Li Chunyuan made a judgment in an instant. Li Xingwu's cultivation level can be said to be basically on the gun. His body movements may be agile, but he is obviously not as specialized in fist and foot skills as the old man surnamed Bai, so it is even more impossible to fight shirtlessly with Yinglong Zombies.

Li Xingwu suddenly stepped on the ground, turned into a meteor, raised his hands, and hit Yinglong's zombie's body straight.

This was completely beyond Li Chunyuan's expectations. After Li Xingwu took the initiative, he did not rely on his own body skills to retrieve the large iron spear first, but instead fought with Yinglong's zombie. What's going on? Yinglong's zombie's body is so huge and resistant to fighting, and it feels difficult to use a spear, but he uses his fists and feet to attack the enemy with his own shortcomings. Isn't this equivalent to binding his own hands and feet?

Li Xingwu slapped Yinglong's zombie with both hands, without any scars. Yinglong's zombie was fine, but instead gave everyone a strange sense of comicality. Li Xingwu looked like he knocked down a rabbit on an elephant, looking extremely ridiculous and overestimated.

Li Chunyuan frowned, and Luo Yuanchao and others also frowned: Li Xingwu is simply seeking death! At this time, he does not expand his advantage, but follows the enemy's advantage. Could it be that Li Xingwu has ruined his mind by practicing martial arts?

Yinglong's zombie's reaction was a bit big, as if he was stabbed by a spear, and even twisted his body. Li Xingwu suddenly shouted again: "Ha!" He punched him again, but changed his place.

Yinglong's zombie turned her body and wanted to use her head to top him, but he easily dodged by him. She continued to slap and hammer on Yinglong's zombie with both hands for a while. Li Chunyuan was impressed: Unexpectedly, Li Xingwu had such a set of close friends in addition to his marksmanship. However, compared with marksmanship, Li Xingwu finally gave up his advantage.

There was a sudden pause in the field, and Yinglong's zombie let out a whimpering cry, and her whole body fell down like this and could no longer act. Li Chunyuan, Luo Yuanchao and others were stunned when they saw it, and they thought to themselves: If I had known that he was so powerful, wouldn't it be enough to let him take action?

Li Xingwu gasped and slowly walked forward to the front of the zombie's head, laughing: "What else can you do now?"

The Yinglong zombie waved her head and hit the exhausted Li Xingwu directly. "Okay! That's it!" Li Xingwu roared, even more excited, and didn't know the power that surged out of her body. Her body jumped high above the head of the Yinglong zombie, and then turned into a ray of light and kicked straight down.

This is simply a madman, a madman fighting! Luo Yuanchao and others were standing on their hair when they saw it. No one could have thought that Yinglong's zombie could resist. What was even more unexpected was that Li Xingwu was even more energetic.
Chapter completed!