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Chapter thirty-seven violent fist

The mutated puppet zombie is very ferocious in both movements and expressions. Every move is full of fierce evil spirits and a stinking smell of corpse.

Faced with this smell, Zhao Feng looked a little uncomfortable, and a lighting technique was released immediately, turning the originally dark yard into brightness as daytime.

"Shit..."

What puppet zombies fear the most is the light-type spell. Facing Zhao Feng's lighting technique, its skin was burned and blisters appeared in many places.

Such dark creatures are very passive in the face of the primary magic of the light. Light magic can completely restrain the undead dark creatures, even mutated puppet zombies, by the primary light magic. Although the impact is not great, it still has a counterproductive effect.

"Damn it, when did he become a magician?" At this time, the necromancer Bandera, who was staying in the tree, saw the situation in front of him and was shocked.

However, just as he was about to go down to help, he saw a dagger stuck in his neck. He opened his eyes and looked at Bernice, who looked unwilling to accept it with fear.

Bernese pulled out the dagger directly, and blood splattered from Bandra's neck. He covered the wound on his neck weakly, full of reluctance.

"Bang!"

Bandra originally had a grand wish, hoping to rebuild the Undead Sect and become the immortal Undead King, but unexpectedly he overturned the boat in this small gutter.

Bandra has millions of undead spells, but she can't use them at all. Bernese's dagger has the function of destroying demons, making his wounds unable to heal through magic.

Bandra, who fell to the ground, said unwillingly: "The Tooth of the God of the Underworld..." After saying that, he died and closed his eyes forever.

Bernese didn't look at Bandra at all, but looked at Zhao Feng and the puppet zombie, looking leisurely. At this time, she did not come forward to help.

She knew that there was a rare opportunity in front of her, and she could train Zhao Feng to experience the enemy. If she encountered danger, she was taking action.

With such considerations, Bernice chose to watch.

As Zhao Feng used the lighting technique, the mutated puppet zombie became very angry. The severe pain on his body made its movements even more fierce.

It opened its bloody mouth and rushed into a tiger. The long nails in its hand swung towards Zhao Feng's face like a sharp sword, with a whirring sound of wind.

Zhao Feng was prepared for a long time, and he punched the puppet zombie's arm joint, making a dull sound, as if he was hitting the bride. He had no reaction at all, but the hand was hit a little painful.

"Roar." At this time, the puppet zombie burst out with anger. It could be seen that it was hit by Zhao Feng and was very angry. At this time, the red mist on its body became thicker and thicker, and gradually formed a substantial barrier.

Zhao Feng didn't know that this is the so-called corpse aura, which is similar to the fighting spirit of humans. Like the puppet zombie in front of him, it is very powerful.

Under the protection of the corpse, the puppet zombie in front of him became fearless. At this time, it was just focusing on attacking and not having to defend at all.

Zhao Feng's ordinary attacks cannot cause damage to it at all.

"I really think I'm sick!" Zhao Feng roared angrily, and a faint protective circle emerged from his body. At this time, he also began to use his fighting spirit.

Zhao Feng's fighting spirit is not particularly proficient in practicing. If he had not been forced into such a situation, he would never have taken risks.

Zhao Feng's Dou Qi field collided violently with the corpse aura of the puppet zombie, making huge air waves and sounds, which shocked him and the puppet zombie to take a step back.

The purity of the fighting spirit of these two people is not particularly high, and it is a primary fighting spirit. Such collisions bring about damage similar to the confrontation of small magic.

After forcibly suppressing the blood turbulent energy in his heart, the anger in Zhao Feng suddenly became rubbed. The orc blood hidden in his body caused the wildness hidden in his heart to explode.

"It's just a damn puppet zombie, and you dare to fight me!"

At this time, Zhao Feng's Dou Qi suddenly became brighter, and the four-color Dou Qi became more solid than before, like a wall, blocking the puppet zombie.

Zhao Feng took a sudden step, swung his fist out suddenly, and a four-color fighting spirit exploded with his fist and smashed directly towards the puppet zombie.

The puppet zombie roared, and the red corpse energy on her body was concentrated in the direction where Zhao Feng's fighting spirit came, trying to block the attack.

However, Zhao Feng's four-color fighting spirit was like a tornado, directly penetrated its defense and hit it directly. Even the undead creatures like mutated puppet zombies could not withstand such a blow, flew directly to a place three meters away, vomiting blood, and falling to the ground.

"Bare you guy to death."

Zhao Feng suddenly took a few steps forward, pounced on the unlucky puppet zombie, waved his fists, and punched it one by one.

"Bang, bang!"

Zhao Feng's fist was very powerful, and each attack carried huge force, hitting the mutated puppet zombie, causing its body to keep going up and down, like a trembling snake.

Even a powerful corpse like a puppet zombie can't stand the violent fist like Zhao Feng. Under Zhao Feng's hammer, its body was actually hit into the soil.

Even if it is a powerful immortal creature, facing an iron fist like Zhao Feng, he can only go to the underworld to meet the legendary God of Underworld, Lord Hades.

After a while, Zhao Feng took a deep breath and stopped. He was a little surprised to see the huge damage he caused in front of him. Whenever the orc temperament in his heart rose, he always became very violent. At this time, he always used sensibility instead of reason, and his body's potential was stimulated.

Zhao Feng didn't like this, but he couldn't control it. The blood in his body made him have a violent personality and behavior like an orc.

"It's all broken, why don't you see?" At this time, Bernice walked to Zhao Feng from dragging the body of the unlucky necromancer Bandera and said, "Your movements are very wild, you can't tell."

Bernice has always thought that Zhao Feng should be the kind of guy who looks very gentle. Unexpectedly, he completely changed his body during the battle.

He was brave, regardless of danger, and his movements were rough and wild. On Zhao Feng, there was a strong wildness, which was something that the nobles in the imperial capital did not have.

Zhao Feng smiled without saying anything. Looking at Bandera's body lying on the ground, his face became surprised and said, "Ah, it turned out to be him?"

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