Chapter 153 Concussion

Boom~

A dazzling silver beam of light shot towards the bat-winged zombie hanging on the window guardrail. The immobile bat-winged zombie was like a fixed target at this time. Song Jian didn't even need to use his "heart-eye" skill. Can directly lock it to attack;

roar~

The bat-winged zombie that was hit by the silver beam became even more crazy. It was already daytime, all attributes were halved, and the bat-winged zombie's blood value was only less than 400 points. The physical damage and mental damage it caused both exceeded 90 points, and the blood value of the bat-wing zombie dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye;

Finally, the bat-wing zombie noticed that the footsteps of death were getting closer and closer to it. A pair of scarlet eyes appeared bloody, staring at Song Jian, and roared angrily at him. Then, the bat-wing zombie went crazy. Twisting the body, even ignoring such an action, will cause more damage to the bat wings stuck on the guardrail;

Kacha~

A crisp fracture sounded, followed by a sound of tearing flesh membranes. The bat-winged zombie finally broke free from the shackles of the window guardrail, kicked its legs, and rushed towards Song Jian's position. Before dying, he also pulls a pad;

In the air, the bat-wing zombie kept twisting its body, dodging the damage from the silver beam of light, but because a bat-wing was seriously injured, it couldn't keep its balance in the air. The inertia of the force of stepping can barely glide a short distance in the air, otherwise, he will not be able to fly to the building where Song Jian is;

Five seconds had passed, the silver beam disappeared, and Song Jian suddenly felt a burst of exhaustion. This was not physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion. It was like playing all night in an Internet cafe;

"Obviously I just woke up..." A wry smile appeared on Song Jian's face: "It seems that I am still a little uncomfortable with this colony equipment, but the spirit value has been reduced by 50%, and I feel like my spirit is exhausted. ."

This is Song Jian's first time to use the "vertical eye" equipment for external colonization. They are still in the running-in period. I believe that they will be able to adapt to it after using it a few times in the future, and it will not appear that only 50% of the mental power will be consumed, and it will feel special. fatigue;

The bat-wing zombie's blood value is only more than 30 points, and the body keeps falling downwards, twisting and rolling in the air, looking very embarrassed;

bang~

The body of the bat-winged zombie slammed into the window of Song Jian's room, and suddenly knocked out a big hole in the dilapidated window, and Song Jian quickly stepped back;

"Dead, die..." The bat-wing zombie's mouth was full of blood, and both hands were constantly clinging to the window frame, trying to squeeze in. Its body surface was glowing with a metallic iron-blue luster, and the red fruit was on the upper body, with lines on it. The scars, some are new ones, but more are old ones, and it seems that he is also a battle-hardened soldier;

kala~

Only half of the right bat wing had been torn apart, and a piece of white bone was hanging on the window edge again. The bat-wing zombie let out a low roar, and turned its head and bit the root of the right bat wing, tearing it hard;

"Squeak, squeak~" The fangs in the mouth are like sharp blades, constantly cutting the bat-wing bones. After a while, the bat-wing zombies let out a painful roar, and finally bit the right bat wing. The whole body got in through the window, leaving only half of the bat wing hanging on the window frame;

Seeing the bat-wing zombies being so ferocious, Song Jian couldn't help frowning. He was so cruel to himself. One can imagine what kind of tragic experience he would have if he fell into the hands of these monsters;

"It's better for monsters like you to die!" Song Jian said, pulling out the "Thorn of the Fang" and pounced on the bat-wing zombies that had left blood;

At this time, the bat-wing zombie was covered in blood, and the blood value was less than 30 points. The chest, back and ribs were all burning marks, and the broken wings on the back were still slowly seeping blood. It was embarrassed, but the crazy arrogance emanating from its body almost condensed into substance, like a transparent flame, which ignited at the touch. Even Song Jian, three meters away from it, felt a heavy pressure;

There was a beast-like roar in the throat of the bat-wing zombie, and when the right hand was raised, the black mist slowly emerged, and a huge iron axe was condensed in the air. This axe was more than one meter long and the axe face was extremely wide. It is as dark as half a round table top. If you want to calculate the weight carefully, it will weigh at least a hundred kilograms, but in the hands of a bat-wing zombie, it is as light as a toy;

huh~

The bat-wing zombie waved his right hand, and the huge iron axe slashed towards Song Jian with the momentum of Taishan pressing the top. The fierce wind blew his face, splitting the air into two parts. For a time, Song Jian actually felt a sense of suffocation;

Not daring to continue rushing forward, Song Jian hurriedly dodged, the iron axe almost slashed against Song Jian's cheek, and the fierce wind directly cut a three-inch wound on Song Jian's cheek, and the blood immediately Dye Song Jian half of his cheeks red;

"Mist grass, it's broken!"

For a time, Song Jian was furious in his heart, and the killing intent in his heart was like a bundle of dry wood drenched in oil met a spark, and it burst into flames, and his eyes were also full of bloodshots;

"I want you to die!" There was a low growl in his throat, and the dagger in Song Jian's hand stabbed fiercely at the temple of the bat-wing zombie;

Bang!

The iron axe of the bat-wing zombie slashed hard on the floor, the axe blade cut in almost halfway, and a three-foot-long crack appeared on the ground. This blow actually knocked the hollow stone slab between the two floors. all torn apart;

Feeling the sound of breaking air coming from the ear, the bat-wing zombie released the iron axe in his right hand, and in an instant, the iron axe that had been embedded in the floor suddenly turned into a plume of black smoke;

When the left hand was raised, the wisp of black smoke emerged from the palm of the left hand of the bat-wing zombie, and turned into an iron axe again. The wide axe face was like a shield, blocking Song Jian's blow. Splashing, Song Jian felt a pain in his wrist;

bang~

The bat-wing zombie clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it towards Song Jian's head. Song Jian couldn't dodge in time, so he could only endure the blow abruptly;

With a groan, Song Jian only felt that half of his cheeks were going to be numb, and a strong force came. This punch actually knocked him five or six meters away, and the blood spurted in the air left a smear in the air. The tragic traces, when Song Jian got up from the ground again, he spit out a pool of blood with a "wow", and even the ear holes and nostrils flowed out blood, just like a red snake. Winding down the skin, the whole brain "buzzed", and the scene in front of me became blurred;

System: You are attacked by a LV10 bat-wing zombie (elite) with a heavy punch, taking 68-29 points of damage, and your actual damage is 39 points;

System: You are currently in a "concussion" state, your vision is decreased by 50%, accuracy is decreased by 30%, attack is decreased by 10%, and mobility is decreased by 30% for 10 seconds;

Song Jian was startled, his body seemed to be out of control, his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, he stood unsteadily, his hands were constantly grabbing and dancing in the air, just standing up, he sat on the ground again;

In this state, let alone 10 seconds, even if it is only three seconds, his little life will have to be explained here. The bat-wing zombie has roared and swung towards him, and the iron axe in his hand made a piercing sound. getting closer and closer to his head;

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