Fortunately for Bai Ling, Bai Xiaoxi had already fully ascended to a Level 3 Fire Elementalist. His Half Moon Sword was incredibly sharp. Although the Level 5 zombies used ice as a screensaver to mitigate the damage, it was a shame. The Half Moon Sword was not as good as the Heavenly Sword. But being placed in the same place as the Heavenly Sword, how could it be just an ordinary one? One strike, and it pierced deep into the bone.
A lot of wounds have been inflicted on this fifth-level zombie. Unfortunately, its dodging speed cannot be underestimated. Although Bai Ling and Bai Xiaoxi cooperated very well, they still only caused harmless damage to its head. Every time they were able to cut off its head, they would see fearless primary zombies rushing forward and not giving them any chance at all.
That’s fine. Although Bai Xiaoxi has the Crescent Sword in his hand, his level three strength is suppressed by the pressure of the level five zombie. How can he exert his full strength?
It can only be said that at critical moments, it is the sharp weapon that counts. This shows the importance of having a good weapon in hand, which is comparable to a second life.
No matter what kind of psychic, except for psychic powers, anyone above level five can control their pressure. If they are injured, in order to avoid being crushed by low-level psychics, they can be suppressed directly by using pressure. Now, in order to save their lives, the fifth-level zombies naturally put all their pressure on Bai Xiaoxi and Bai Ling.
However, Bai Ling was not restricted by the pressure at all, and thus shared a lot of the pressure with Bai Xiaoxi. After all, even ordinary people would feel fear in their hearts when facing the powerful aura under such a strong pressure.
At this moment, Bai Ling sensed a familiar psychic approaching. The suppressed Bai Xiaoxi's senses naturally slowed down. Looking up, Bai Ling saw that the primary zombies that were blocking damage for him had slowed down their movements. She hurriedly said to Bai Xiaoxi, "Cut their necks!"
Bai Xiaoxi instantly changed the direction of the Crescent Sword and slashed fiercely at the neck of the fifth-level zombie.
I thought there would be another low-level zombie jumping out to block us at this time, but unexpectedly there wasn't one?
With a puff, smelly black blood splashed on his face. At this moment, Bai Xiaoxi noticed that there was an extra hand on the Crescent Sword. This hand was like a heavy weight, pressing down. It was Bai Ling's hand. Seeing that the neck of the fifth-level zombie was about to be chopped off, Bai Xiaoxi was very excited. This was a fifth-level zombie!
No one expected that with a whoosh, the fifth-level zombie would abandon the car to save itself at the critical moment, breaking both of its arms and crawling away in a panic. Its neck was cut in half but not broken yet.
Unfortunately, Wen Ruyu and Han Xin happened to see this scene, and it almost blinded Han Xin's eyes.
"First... sir... that was the fifth-level zombie that almost wiped us out just now?" He was already shocked to see the sir advance two levels in an instant, but he didn't expect to see Bai Ling, who had no superpowers, and the severely suppressed junior high school boy, actually torturing it like this?
If they are not allowed to live, where will they put their faces?
If you are powerful enough to crush a fifth-level zombie, Han Xin will be convinced, but the level of these two people is not even a little bit lower than it. Who would believe it if you told others?
He didn't believe it now, but the fact was that there were still a lot of ice spikes around them, like short arrows standing on the highway and even on the abandoned cars, and some unlucky primary zombies were also affected.
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