Chapter 1331 Those who are not my kind must have different hearts

Her voice was still ethereal, but the words she said made me feel a chill.

"Lord Corpse King said that I have the right to choose my own mate. Although we met for the first time, I believe that you are the one I am looking for."

Her expression was still full of curiosity, but it was different from the previous curiosity.

Before, she was curious about humans, as if she had seen humans for the first time.

But now, it was out of curiosity about the opposite sex.

As for me, I gritted my teeth and shook my body violently, directly dispelling the corpse aura that spread to me. Then, the Soul-Severing Knife in my hand, almost without hesitation, stabbed directly at the woman in front of me.

"Those who are not of my race must have different hearts!" I gritted my teeth and said in a cold voice. As my voice fell, strands of azure arcs instantly covered the Soul-Slaying Knife.

The woman seemed to have sensed the threat. Her face, which had been calm and as if it were a piece of ice frozen for a thousand years, was instantly filled with shock. Then, she tapped her toes and flew away in an instant.

But I refused to give in. Holding the Soul-Slaying Knife, I flapped my wings and chased after her.

"You want to kill me?" She spoke softly.

"What else?" I sneered, and then I heard a 'hum' sound, and my figure instantly disappeared from the spot. When I reappeared, I had come behind the woman.

The moment I reappeared, I chopped down with my knife without hesitation.

Although this knife was not as powerful as the previous one, it was more powerful in that the angle was sharper and the speed was faster. It even left a blue light in the air.

The next second, I heard a "ripping" sound, which was the sound of the blade cutting the flesh.

Then, cold blood spurted out, dyeing the blade red, and even dyeing my hand holding the Soul-Slaying Knife red.

The woman still had her back to me, but the Soul-Slaying Knife, which was full of arcs, had already chopped into her shoulder.

She was shocked, as if she was frozen, and slowly turned her head, looking at me with a look of astonishment.

That expression, that demeanor, seemed very puzzled, as if she didn't understand why I wanted to hurt her.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Her eyes were full of confusion, but I took a deep breath, then suddenly pulled out the Soul-Slaying Knife, and kicked the woman in the back.

This kick directly kicked her out, and the moment she flew out, azure blue electric arcs also instantly exploded in her body.

For a while, there were continuous "crackling" sounds from her body, and her body kept twitching and shaking.

Finally, there was a "bang" explosion, and her body directly smashed into the ground, leaving a deep pit on the ground.

"I've said before, those who are not of my race must have different hearts!" I slowly landed on the ground, looking at the woman in the deep pit and said.

I can sense that this woman is very strong, so strong that it makes me jealous.

Just now, she did not take the initiative to attack, but just passively dodged. If she gets serious and fights with me, then the chances of winning between the two of us are basically 50%.

It's a pity that she should be in the human world for the first time. She is full of curiosity about everything in the human world, and her understanding of the human race is still at... a very ignorant stage.

"Humans... cunning creatures!" She trembled slightly, opened her mouth, and uttered these two words, and her originally ethereal eyes were now filled with sadness and disappointment.

"I finally understand why our zombie tribe is so powerful, but in the end, we were still driven to that barren place by humans." She shook her head slightly: "We will never learn the cunning of humans."

"The reason why our human race has been able to survive in the ancient times when thousands of races coexisted is not because of brute force, but because of wisdom." I pointed to my head, and then looked down at the woman.

After this glance, the Soul-Severing Knife in my hand flew out with a humming sound, wrapped in a deep blue arc, and went straight to the woman's forehead.

"You despicable human, how dare you hurt the saint of my clan!"

An angry voice sounded, and then there was a "whoosh" sound, and a figure quickly blocked the woman's body, and then there was a flash

of blood. There was a crisp "dang" sound, and the hard nails directly touched the Soul-Slaying Knife.

In an instant, the azure arc suddenly erupted, along the man's nails, and in the blink of an eye it spread to the man's whole body. The man groaned, and was blown away with a "bang".

However, the Soul-Slaying Knife was also hit back by the man and was caught in my hand.

I squinted my eyes and saw that the person who suddenly appeared was a ten thousand year old corpse king. However, he seemed to have just been promoted to a ten thousand year old corpse king not long ago, and his physical strength was not as strong as that of a woman.

"The physical body of an innate zombie does not seem to be as strong as that of an acquired zombie." I murmured in a low voice.

Innate zombies are born with the resentment of heaven and earth, are closer to the way of heaven, and are recognized by heaven and earth. They are born with strong physical bodies and wisdom, and can even practice like humans.

Compared to innate zombies, acquired zombies are much more despicable, but acquired zombies also have an advantage, that is, their bodies are extremely strong. Innate zombies and acquired zombies of the same level, the bodies of acquired zombies can definitely crush innate zombies, but innate zombies can crush acquired zombies in terms of absolute combat power because of their practice.

This is a kind of restraint.

"However, those famous generals during the Qin Dynasty seemed to have inherited the cultivation methods they had in their lifetime. I just don't know who is stronger, those famous generals of the Qin Dynasty or these flying zombies among the innate zombies?" "

Lord Corpse King said that the human race is a weak, cowardly, selfish and self-centered race, but now it seems that there are still strong people among the human race." The woman's voice suddenly came out: "He is not very old. Lord Corpse King said that when entering the human world, you only need to be wary of those older people, but now it seems that Lord Corpse King has lost his understanding of the human world."

As the voice rang, the woman was seen slowly rising from the pit.

The blood from the wound on her shoulder had stopped, and the flesh began to wriggle constantly. It was obvious that it would not take long for her injury to recover.

"Add to that the young man with a knife...it seems that we have underestimated the strength of the human race!"

The woman was wearing a long skirt and floating in the air barefoot. Her long hair moved in the wind. Not only did she not give people the slightest sense of terror, but she also gave people a feeling of being ethereal and out of the world.

"Is this really... a zombie?" I couldn't help asking.

"They are just a bunch of weaklings, all of whom are food for our people. Saint, there is no need to..." The man struggled to get up, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the Saint.

"I am injured and need to go back to recuperate. You help the general bring the Holy Son back. If you fail to bring him back..." The Saint suddenly lowered her head, and then continued: "The general's wife, children, and elders will all become food!"

"Yes." The man lowered his head and replied.

The Saint looked at me deeply, and then her figure flashed and she left quickly. As for the man, she snorted at me, and that provocative expression seemed to say, "Come and chase me if you dare!"

Then, the man also turned into a bloody light and quickly flew away.