At first, they didn't know how powerful zombies were, but now they can see it clearly. This zombie can break the slate in one go! And that little mage was able to knock him away with one punch, and he was even stronger than a zombie!

"Our Chinese martial arts are really so strong!?"

"Is his fist made of iron?"

"If he goes to a martial arts tournament, won't he want to be a world boxing champion?"

"Come on, a worldly master like him won't go to those worldly competitions."

Those villagers were talking in their hearts, and they were all shocked by Xiao Fei's powerful kung fu. Now they no longer doubt that the little monk is incapable, and they all secretly praise Uncle Hua in their hearts for having vision and finding such a master as him.

And when Xiao Fei was fighting, it was like a golden-bodied Arhat subduing demons and eliminating demons, giving people a feeling of trust and heartbreak.

On the battlefield. On the surface, Xiao Fei can't hurt it by beating an undead zombie, but in fact, this zombie has no ability to compete with Xiao Fei at all. Every time a zombie pounced on him, the little monk flew with a punch, as if he was joking!

"This little monk is so powerful!" Lin Xiaowu and Chen Mengqi were also shocked. Yesterday they only saw Xiao Fei use a trick, and today they finally feasted their eyes.

……

"Apprentice, you should know by now that this zombie isn't so scary, right?" Xiao Fei turned his head and said to Lan Yudie, "Look, beating him for the teacher is like a joke, come, you try to rub him again......"

It turned out that Xiao Fei didn't surrender the zombies for the time being, and he wanted to give Lan Yudie a strong fight, train her, and want her to attack the zombies.

"I don't dare!" Lan Yudie said, "Master, didn't you see it, it smashed the stele with one paw just now...... How can I bear this small body? And you haven't taught me martial arts yet, I can't beat it. ”

"Well, I forgot that." Xiao Fei scratched his head and said.

"Hey, I said little mage, you should surrender him first!" The crowd hurriedly said, "You keep it, we're always a little scared!" ”

"Yes, you want to teach your apprentice, let's talk about it later, and I'm not in a hurry at this time." The villagers were very scared at first, but now that they see that Xiao Fei can beat zombies, they are not so afraid, but they are still a little worried, the little monk has martial arts, they don't have it.

"Good!" Xiao Fei nodded. His expression suddenly became solemn, and he stood one hand on his chest.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Jizo! Mommy Mommy! ”

In Xiao Fei's mouth, he recited a Buddhist mantra like Hong Zhong! Form a sword fingering mark with your raised right hand, and then point at the zombie!

Hell Karmic Fire!

Suddenly, a blue flame burned towards the zombie. This flame is the karmic flame of the eighteenth layer of hell, which is specially used against those soul-type spirits. No matter how powerful the soul is, it will be burned clean.

If this flame burns, the zombies will be burned to ashes. Hell karmic fire is originally designed to deal with spirits, and it can burn the 'qi' but not the real thing. However, the zombie's body has been stained with the death breath of the spirit, so it will also be burned.

"Don't burn it with fire, that will damage the body of the ancestor!" The villagers hurriedly exclaimed. If the corpse is burned to ashes, then their sin will be great. People in the countryside are very taboo about this, fearing that the bodies of their elders will be burned by fire. Even in modern society, the old people are reluctant to be cremated when they die, and insist on burial, believing that this is the only way to be buried in the ground.

Well, who calls the old man an employer? Xiao Fei said in his heart.

"Come back!"

Xiao Feijian flicked his handprint back, and suddenly, the hellish karmic fire returned to his side and drilled into his fingers.

"This is the real spell!?" People were shocked. In the past, they had also seen those Taoist priests use fire to do the method, but the fire they used seemed to be all magic tricks. And the fire used by this little monk seems to be a real spell!

The hell karma was reclaimed, and the zombies escaped. Suddenly launched a frenzy, and suddenly pounced on Lan Yudie, Lan Yudie screamed, and fled backwards. This time the zombies were farther away from her, and she already knew how to dodge.

At the same time, Xiao Fei also rushed towards the zombie, punched the zombie in the stomach, and directly knocked it to the ground, but it bounced again in an instant. At this time, Xiao Fei was very depressed in his heart, after cultivation, the body of the zombie was not only incorruptible for thousands of years, but also very strong.

It would be easy to destroy it with immortal arts, but it seems that it is difficult to kill it with pure strength!

However, in order to do business well in the future, he had to listen to the opinions of the villagers and keep the corpse of his ancestor. Xiao Fei was fighting, thinking about how to deal with it.

Suddenly, one was not paying attention. The Qing Dynasty zombie swiped his arms and actually cut a hole in his monk's robe.

"The little monk is injured?" The crowd let out an exclamation.

It is rumored that if someone is bitten by a zombie, they will also be poisoned and turned into a zombie. If the little monk also turns into a zombie, then they will be in trouble. Fearing that they would be victimized, the villagers began to regret it.

"Master, are you alright?" Lan Yudie hurriedly asked with concern, and Lin Xiaowu and the others also bit their lips and became nervous.

"Don't worry, it won't bite me at all." However, Xiao Fei's expression was very relaxed. He has copper skin and iron bones, and zombies can't hurt him at all. And even if he hurts him, he won't be poisoned by the corpse, because he has heaven and earth aura in his body. Even if Lan Yudie was injured by a zombie, the corpse poison would be dissolved by the aura in the body, and they would not become zombies at all.

Hearing Xiao Fei's answer, seeing that there was no blood in the torn part of his clothes, people put their hearts down.

"You plagued zombie, you dare to break your grandfather's clothes!" Seeing that the monk's robe he had been wearing for ten years was torn, Xiao Fei suddenly became angry, raised his head to look at the zombie, and a sharp light shone in his eyes.

I saw that he suddenly put his hand into his ear, and with a gentle pull, a silver embroidery needle suddenly appeared in his hand.

Silver Hoop Stick!

Xiao Fei doesn't care so much, and when he gets angry, he has to use a silver hoop stick. Even if he would smash the corpse of the zombie this time, he didn't bother to care about it, anyway, it would be difficult to kill him for a while with martial arts.

The silver hoop rod continued to spin rapidly in his hand, and it grew rapidly, growing in the wind, and instantly became a huge iron rod the size of a bar.

And then slammed it down!

"Boom!"

After a dull sound, the zombie couldn't withstand the force of ten thousand catties, and its feet sank deep into the dirt. And his body was also beaten to pieces. Mass clumps of corpses fell, and black and foul-smelling black blood flowed all over the ground.