Wang Fatty instantly felt his blood freeze, his entire body stiffening, and he collapsed to the ground.
There happened to be a sharp rock on the ground that pierced into his flesh. The pain jolted him awake, but before he could even stand up, he used both hands and feet to crawl backward while still sitting.
His speed was so remarkable that even Gu Qingfeng secretly marveled at it, feeling it was faster than Wang Fatty's forward running.
Wang Fatty scrambled behind Gu Qingfeng in a flash and stammered, "Lord... Lord Gu, maybe you should handle this instead."
Wang Fatty wasn't stupid. Although these zombies were low-level and he could handle dozens by himself, but hundreds? Even if each just spat once, he'd drown - though of course, zombies don't actually spit.
Gu Qingfeng looked at the dense crowd of zombies before him, a fierce grin appearing at the corner of his mouth. He had been in a foul mood with no way to vent, and now this was like someone offering a pillow when he was sleepy - how thoughtful.
He turned his head slightly, glancing at the pale-faced Xu Fan: "How many villagers were there in Black Water Village?"
Xu Fan answered tremblingly, "There should be... over five hundred."
"Not bad, barely enough for me to blow off some steam."
Gu Qingfeng rotated his neck a couple of times, then gathered strength in his feet.
With a loud bang!
The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked as he launched himself like a cannonball toward the five hundred plus zombies.
That instant felt like he was bowling.
Gu Qingfeng charged into the horde of zombies like a human tank, bulldozing through them. Wherever he passed, zombies fell dead.
He threw out a heavy punch, enhanced by his Diamond Body and Nine Bulls Two Tigers strength technique, creating sonic booms in its wake.
Boom!
A zombie's head exploded from his punch!
"Awesome!"
Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of taking out zombies one punch at a time.
Moreover, these zombies were fearless of death, continuing to attack even as their companions were killed.
Gu Qingfeng was quickly surrounded by zombies, countless arms and fangs coming at him. He didn't dodge or evade, instead slightly tensing his muscles, causing a faint golden semi-transparent bell to rise from within his body.
It was the Golden Bell Shield!
Dong!
As the bell sound rang out, nearby zombies were thrown back by the repelling force.
It looked like a movie scene, with zombies flying as if pulled by wire work, some soaring more than five meters high before falling in parabolic arcs.
Gu Qingfeng grew more excited as he fought. He executed a side kick, his waist coiling like a wound spring before suddenly releasing, creating countless leg shadows that tore apart the zombies on his right.
He then reached out with his large hand, gripping a zombie's head like a basketball, and started spinning!
He completely used the zombie as a club, smashing through the horde.
After three rounds of spinning, the zombie in his hand had lost all its limbs, and its head had been squeezed into an irregular shape by Gu Qingfeng's grip.
Nearby, Xu Fan and Wang Fatty had initially wanted to help, but seeing Gu Qingfeng fighting like a demon crawled out from hell, so fierce and terrifying, they didn't dare approach.
They could only stand there dumbfounded, drawing in cold breaths, contributing to global warming in this other world.
As the slaughter continued, Gu Qingfeng's fighting style became increasingly elaborate, even starting to use moves from his gaming days.
Dragon Rising Punch!
An uppercut that brought up fierce winds struck a zombie's chin.
According to Gu Qingfeng's plan, it should have sent the zombie flying, allowing him to leap into the air and follow up with a downward strike - it would have looked really cool.
However, because the punch was too powerful and too fast, the zombie's head simply separated from its body, with skin and muscle tissue hanging from the edges. The ugly head flew into the night sky, spinning continuously before disappearing from sight.
Gu Qingfeng scratched his head, realizing he needed to try a different move.
By now, he had killed at least two hundred zombies, with about two hundred remaining, making the graveyard much less crowded.
Because there were fewer zombies, Gu Qingfeng suddenly noticed three small figures through the gaps in the zombie horde.
They were probably too small and skinny to push their way into the surrounding circle, constantly jumping around the periphery.
Gu Qingfeng grinned when he saw these three small zombies.
"You three little brats, pay back my coins!"
Saying this, he ignored the surrounding zombies and charged forward, stepping over countless severed limbs to reach the three small zombies.
Whoosh!
Gu Qingfeng grabbed the small zombie with the upright ponytail, took a running start!
He released his grip, letting the small zombie fall with gravity. When it reached his waist level, Gu Qingfeng raised his right leg high behind him, then suddenly unleashed his power.
"Take this!"
Bang!
A powerful kick struck the small zombie, instantly sending it flying like a football into the zombie horde.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Many zombies had their bodies shattered by this sudden impact, exploding into mists of blood!
Then, Gu Qingfeng repeated the same technique with the remaining two small zombies.
By now, only about a hundred zombies remained.
For these remaining zombies, Gu Qingfeng decided not to resolve things violently anymore - he'd had his fill of excitement and wanted to try out the treasures from the Demon Suppression Bureau.
He took out an Evil-dispelling Talisman from his chest, activated it, and threw it at the nearest zombie. Instantly, the talisman burst into dazzling white light.
The white light struck the zombie, immediately destroying it.
"This power is too weak, one talisman can only deal with one zombie?"
Gu Qingfeng complained, then took out a Sun Fire Talisman. He only had two of these, showing they were clearly more precious than the Evil-dispelling Talismans.
Using the same method, he threw the Sun Fire Talisman.
In mid-air, the Sun Fire Talisman suddenly burst into intense flames, like a small sun rising in the night!
The next second, boom!
The small sun exploded!
The towering flames mercilessly devoured the remaining zombies.
This attack instantly killed over fifty zombies!
"Now that's more like it, let's try the Evil-slaying Sword."
He raised the coin sword and slashed at the nearest zombie. When the coin sword touched the zombie, light flickered along the blade, and the zombie was instantly carbonized as if struck by lightning.
"This is decent too."
After testing the weapons, Gu Qingfeng stopped playing around and went back to hand-to-hand combat. One punch at a time, in just two breaths, the remaining dozens of zombies were all destroyed.
At this point, Wang Fatty and the dazed Xu Fan jogged over, their faces full of shock.
"Lord Gu, you're truly incredible! My admiration for you flows like an endless river..."
"Enough flattery, we've only dealt with the corpses, we still haven't found the evil spirits."
"Huh?" Wang Fatty's face instantly turned into a bitter gourd: "My Lord, are we still searching? Why don't we return to report first? These five hundred plus zombies are already a tremendous achievement!"
"I'm not leaving today until I find the one who deceived me."
As they spoke, none of them noticed the pair of blood-red eyes in the depths of the Withered Bone Forest watching Gu Qingfeng with strange delight.
"Hehehe... Such a powerful physical body, and he even cultivates both the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth techniques. The quality of his blood is probably higher than that of ordinary Qi Realm martial artists. This should satisfy the Blood Divine Son's requirements. Now I don't need to waste effort luring high-ranked demon hunters here, this youngster is sufficient!"
As it spoke, another strange fluctuation flashed through those blood-red eyes.
...
As Gu Qingfeng's group was talking, suddenly, his ears twitched and his brows furrowed: "What's that sound?"
Wang Fatty and the dazed Xu Fan also listened carefully, searching for the source of the sound.
Suddenly, Wang Fatty looked toward the area behind Gu Qingfeng, his face dramatically changing!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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