Chapter 2027: Not good (2) Chapter 2027: Not good (2) The expressions of the women changed slightly.
There seemed to be a glimmer of hope in the eyes of the woman who was holding the cat. She held the cat tightly in her arms and looked at the dead body dragging its heavy feet towards song qingxiao.
'Da'.
Da, da.
The man had already walked in front of song qingxiao. The few women who were holding back their fear slowly raised their heads and held their breaths as they watched this extremely terrifying scene.
Just like two days ago, the man slowly and stiffly reached out his hand, but before he could touch song Qing's shoulder, she had already pushed it away.
She kicked out again, and with a bang, she kicked the man's calf.
But something shocking happened.
The man's lower leg was like a steel plate. After she kicked it, it actually blocked her strength and did not break like yesterday and the day before.
Her hand that was about to break his head was stopped by a force–a cold and wet hand grabbed her wrist.
Her soft skin, which had been soaked in the river water, was firmly pressed against her skin. The water surged up from the place where it was pressed against her skin and flowed up her wrist, as if it wanted to drill into her pores and then into her bone marrow.
“I can't twist it …”
The man looked at her and smiled sinisterly. His eyelids, which were covered in blood, trembled as if he wanted to tear them open again.
“Oh …”
This scene fell into the eyes of the women, causing them to involuntarily let out a suppressed whimper.
Song qingxiao sat on the bed, and the zombie, which had at least doubled in size, stood in front of her.
The swollen body completely covered her figure, and when it fell into the eyes of the women, they had a bad feeling.
Their hope seemed to have been shattered, and fear began to spread in the hearts of the women.
The deformed and distorted face approached song Qing. As it spoke, a faint corpse Qi and cold water sprayed out of its mouth.
The moment the cold water splashed on her face, song Qing quivered and goosebumps rose on the back of her neck.
However, this feeling only affected her for a moment, and her eyes soon regained their clarity.
She was well aware of her strength.
After fusing with the blue blood, his body had undergone two lightning tribulations, and was now no weaker than a peak seventh rank monstrous beast.
The kick she had just given would have broken even steel bones, let alone a corpse.
However, this corpse was able to block it, which showed how strange it was.
However, this thought only lingered in her mind for a moment. In the face of danger, song qingxiao quickly suppressed this distracting thought.
Before the man could open his eyes, she spread out her other hand-
A short sword made of ice and snow appeared in her palm, and she swung it.
'Whoosh!'
The sword Qi turned into a Silver Rainbow and slashed at his neck.
A huge gash appeared on his neck under the impact of this force.
With a 'plop' sound, large streams of water gushed out from the crack like a waterfall, spreading down the neck.
“If I want to kill you, I won't just break your neck.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she mustered her strength and once again slashed at his neck.
Bang!
That crack received another strike and was cut even wider.
Half of his neck was torn apart, and the man's heavy head drooped to one side.
He had no choice but to let go of song Qing's hand so that he could lift his head.
Song Qing pushed his body aside to make some space. He held the sword with both hands and slashed again.
'Plop!'
This time, the sword Qi successfully pierced through his neck, cutting off the remaining sticky neck.
The head fell to the ground with a 'thump', and the headless body swayed before falling to the ground with a' thump'.
Song Qing shook her sore arms and stood up.
Her gaze fell on the women not far away. They were in a daze, as if they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
The despair in his eyes turned into chaos, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a trace of brilliance.
Like the sun breaking through the clouds, it quickly dispelled the haze.
“What are you still doing?”
Song Qing held the ice sword in his small hand and looked down at the women who were kneeling on the ground. He ordered indifferently, ”
“I'm going to get food.”
There was a twitching corpse in front of her. After the head was cut off, the man seemed to still be breathing. He reached out his wet palm to grab her, but she stepped on it.
Chapter end
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