"It's okay, you get out of the way, I'll come again!"

Zi Mo shook his head and signaled that he was fine. With a pinch of the sword trick in his hand, the Qia Lan sword that was slapped away by the zombie was summoned back, and he slashed at the silver armor corpse again.

"You're still here?"

Ziyang heard the strange words, and his face was slightly puzzled.

You couldn't beat anyone just now, and now you're still here, aren't you going to look for abuse?

Zi Mo listened to Ziyang's words, and naturally understood the implied meaning of Ziyang's words, and his face was also suffocated for a burst of red and white, zuihou gritted his teeth and said:

"Do you want to continue just because you can't do it?"

Saying that, the unbelieving control of the flying sword and the silver armor corpse were entangled.

"You're going to use it for sword practice?"

Listening to Zi Mo's words, Zi Yang immediately reacted and knew that Zi Mo was preparing to use the silver armor corpse to practice swords.

"Exactly!"

Zi Mo gritted his teeth and was silent, but his intention was obvious.

"Or ...... That's fine! ”

Ziyang originally wanted to say that it was better to practice swordsmanship with a monster with weak strength, but after thinking about it, he agreed.

Zi Mo is now more than eighty levels, and his strength can be ranked among the top in the entire game, killing this silver armored corpse is actually easy to capture, but the swordsmanship is too bad, so he can't use the eighth-order flying sword to restrain the other party. However, Zi Mo's strength is there, as long as he is careful, he will not be injured by the silver armor corpse. In this way, it is also a good choice to practice swordsmanship with a silver armor corpse with high defense, large HP, and average speed. As long as you don't have the same stunned situation as you just now, it's fine.

And Ziyang also knew that Zi Mo was stunned just now not because he was facing the silver armor corpse for the first time, and he was a little uncomfortable. It was because her swordsmanship was so bad that she found that the flying sword was a little unbelievable after it was knocked away, so there was an immediate delay in thinking. But after what happened just now, it shouldn't be the following.

While thinking about it, Ziyang had already summoned the Qinghua Sword back, holding the sword in his right hand and the God Refining Pagoda in his left hand.

Although Zi Mo's swordsmanship is super bad, Zi Mo's operation is still very haode, otherwise he would not have become a strongman, let alone enter the eyes of the Immortal Emperor. So after getting used to it for a while, I have gradually become accustomed to the attack rhythm of the silver armor corpse. Although it is still too bad to suppress the silver armor corpse because of the bad swordsmanship, there will not be too dangerous situations under the danger.

"I'm going to look for medicinal herbs, something calls me!"

Ziyang looked at it for a while, and saw that Zi Mo would no longer be injured by the silver armor corpse, so he decided to go inside to find the cold spirit grass and let Zi Mo practice swords here alone.

"Good!"

Zi Mo replied casually, and didn't look at Ziyang, still intently practicing his sword. Apparently against the Silver Armor Corpse.

After glancing at the situation in the field again, and after making sure that there was no problem, Ziyang set up his sword light and flew slowly towards the depths of the mass grave.

The sky above this mass grave is full of fog, which affects the line of sight very much, Ziyang has been looking for a long time, and this is the cold spirit grass to find.

Looking at the grass that was yellow in color and had frost flowers on the surface, Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief and pulled it off.

Putting away the Cold Spirit Grass, Ziyang searched around again, ready to look for anything else. It's just that at this moment, the sound of flying swords fighting came from Zi Mo's direction.

"What's going on?"

After listening to the sound of flying swords slashing, Ziyang immediately stopped searching, directly turned the direction, and flew in the direction of Zi Mo.

Zi Mo was practicing swordsmanship there and in the underworld, and there would never be a sound of flying swords slashing, but at this time, this sound came, which was definitely abnormal.

……

But it was said that after Ziyang left, Zi Mo was practicing his sword well, and gradually had some feelings, the flying sword envoy became more and more flexible, and he was also able to continuously slash the Qia Lan sword to the silver armor corpse, causing damage to the silver armor corpse. In order to be able to practice the sword for a long time, Zi Mo didn't want the silver armor corpse to die quickly, and she couldn't control the damage caused by the Qia Lan sword to the silver armor corpse to decrease, so she changed to a very ordinary seventh-order flying sword and began to continue practicing the sword.

However, not long after the seventh-order flying sword practice, a pink sword light suddenly flew to the side of the silver armor corpse in the oblique thorn, directly cutting off the legs of the silver armor corpse, and then flashed left and right on the silver armor corpse twice, directly cutting off the arms of the silver armor corpse by the roots, making the silver armor corpse become a human stick. Zuihou's pink sword light slashed at the neck of the silver armor corpse again, and directly took the head of the silver armor corpse and killed the silver armor corpse.

"Amazing, amazing swordsmanship!"

Seeing the light and elegant, three swordsmanship that took the life of the silver armor corpse, Zi Mo's eyes lit up, and he instinctively opened his mouth and praised.

In Zi Mo's praise, a voice suddenly sounded next to her.

"How lonely the girl is, why don't my brother take you to level up!"

Zi Mo followed the sound and looked over, just in time to see a figure stepping out of the dense fog next to him.

The man was dressed in sackcloth and shorts, wearing straw sandals on his feet, dressed as a mountain man, and with six red spears stuck in his back, which were shaped like fans and spread out, looking like six fish bones. Looking at him again, he is skinny, with a yin face, and his whole body is also demonic. Apparently a Demon Path player.

Seeing Zi Mo's face, the guy's eyes suddenly lit up, and a lewd light flashed in his eyes, and he continued to ask:

"Why doesn't the girl speak, isn't that zombie too terrible, scared by zombies?"

"No!"

Zi Mo pursed his lips and was about to continue talking, when the guy continued:

"Didn't the girl just say that the swordsmanship under you is good, as long as you go with your brother, my brother will definitely hand you over a unique skill, let you know that you know the length of your brother, and brother, I can also test your depth......"

Before the guy finished speaking, Zi Mo had already snorted and scolded:

"A dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth! You killed my sparring zombie and I haven't settled accounts with you yet, you still dare to be verbose here, taking advantage of this girl's mouth, I really don't know whether to live or die! ”

Zi Mo said, he was already beckoning to let go of the flying sword, and he went straight to the three ways of the incoming person.

What kind of person is Zi Mo, how can he be taken advantage of by the other party. At this time, I was unhappy, so naturally it was the flying sword that greeted me.

"My sister is here, let you taste my brother's power. Remember my brother, I call people cheap and handsome! ”

That guy, that is, the handsome man, had already put the pink flying sword up and fought with Zi Mo's flying sword.

In this battle, Zi Mo suddenly noticed that the opponent's swordsmanship was good, but Zi Mo was not the slightest discouraged, but instead controlled the flying sword with bright eyes and fought with the other party, and actually regarded the other party as a dead silver armor corpse, ready to use him to continue practicing swords. Moreover, the player's swordsmanship is strong and flexible, which is much stronger than practicing swords with rigid zombies.

If people knew that Zi Mo regarded him as a dead silver armor corpse, I don't know how he would feel.