Chapter 152： concussion (1/2)

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;