Face the incoming zombies!

Song Ziyu only regrets that he has no weapons in his hands!

Even if he had a broken kitchen knife, he would be able to save this zombie right away.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu had an idea!

If there are no conditions, you can create the conditions yourself. .??.

Putting the fingertips of one hand together, Song Ziyu turned his palm into a sword, and then stood up with the sword horizontally, assuming a fighting posture.

Seeing Song Ziyu's appearance, the armored zombie's face split with anger.

"Asshole! Do you look down on me?"

The armored zombie roared, his face slowly split open, and he made a hoarse sound.

Song Ziyu's heart is as calm as a lake, calmly facing the onslaught of zombies!

Point to point!

Mars hits the Earth!

Thunder hits fire!

Nothing is as good as just this moment.

Seeing the zombie's fangs and claws approaching, Song Ziyu moved!

And pointed like a sword!

The palm falls like a knife!

Swing the sword!

Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

As others saw, this zombie collided directly with Song Ziyu.

A moment!

The confrontation has a result!

Song Ziyu remained as still as a stone sculpture, while the strong and huge armored zombie retreated away wailing.

The people watching the excitement were horrified to find that the zombie's hard forehead suddenly cracked open in front of Song Ziyu's palm knife.

The crack grew bigger and bigger, and finally cracked open.

The zombie's hard armor was shattered all over the place.

Not only that!

Also shattered by the palm knife were the zombie's mouth full of fangs.

"Roar!"

The zombies wailed and pounced again, intending to tear Song Ziyu into pieces.

Song Ziyu sneered in his heart.

In the previous contact, he had already seen through the zombie's trump card.

Song Ziyu suddenly

Then he dwarfed and rushed forward to avoid the zombie's sharp claw attack, then changed his palm into a claw and grabbed the armored zombie's throat.

Crackling!

It’s like crushing Lay’s potato chips!

Under Song Ziyu's sharp claws, the armored zombie's proud defense was directly broken.

The armored zombies struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Song Ziyu grabbed the zombie's neck, pushed the zombie to the ground, then opened the zombie's bloody mouth, and pulled out the zombie's tongue and a large number of connecting muscles and connective tissue.

Wow!

The armored zombie's entire mouth was torn apart.

The smelly black blood spurted out, and the scene was very bloody.

However, Song Ziyu didn’t give up just yet!

While severely injuring the armored zombie, Song Ziyu picked it up and threw it out of the palace gate like it was trash.

On the other hand, these palace zombies, which are known as great enshrinements, have lost their throats and other organs, and even the right to cry has been deprived of them.

…

The winner is decided. Although the armored zombie is not dead, it has lost its sharp teeth and is basically useless.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall, both humans and zombies, couldn't help but shudder.

Even the man sitting on the throne couldn't help but sit up straight.

Song Ziyu wiped the blood on his hands, glanced at the zombies enshrined in the palace, and then slowly said: "Which of you still wants to try my method? Come on, I have plenty of time."

Song Ziyu stood upright in the hall with his sword drawn, and with the momentum of one man, he suppressed everyone, and looked at the zombies present as if they were chickens and dogs.

As for other humans, they were even more silent.

At this moment, I probably don’t even dare to fart.

a long time!

man on throne

He let out a hearty laugh: "Yes, yes, it seems that another great strong man has appeared in the territory of our city-state of Miluo. Very good, very good!"

The lord of the city-state changed from his previous tyranny and ruthlessness and suddenly became warm-hearted.

He looked at Chi Luzhu and said: "My good daughter, it seems that you have recruited a general for me... Come here! Give me some wine, turn off the lights and start the banquet! I want to entertain this hero here."

After saying this, the lord of the city-state actually ordered his ministers to give Song Ziyu a seat.

This process changed so fast that Song Ziyu was also stunned.

Could this be the legendary political figure?

Changing faces is like turning pages in a book.

Song Ziyu couldn't help but not believe it, those ferocious palace zombies got up and left one after another under the scolding of the city-state lord.

Instead, in the palace, there are singers and beauties who are dedicated to lewdness.

As soon as these long-sleeved women appeared, they instantly eased the solemn atmosphere in the palace.

Seeing the trick, Song Ziyu sat carelessly at the wine table, accepting all the delicious wine and delicacies served to him.

Judging from the current situation, the lord of the city-state seems to be planning to use this banquet to resolve internal conflicts.

Um……

This is a means.

Song Ziyu thought about it while eating and drinking, but always felt that this method was too abrupt and too false.

But Song Ziyu is right!

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trick is a joke.

Song Ziyu is confident that he can come and go as he pleases, no matter what the crisis is, he can handle it all by himself.

This kind of expansion is not about feeling good about oneself, it is entirely from the perspective of strength...

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everything was a pleasure.

During this period, the lord of the city-state kept making insidious inquiries, wanting to know the origins of Song Ziyu.

However, Song Ziyu was perfunctory about this, telling the truth in a half-truth and half-lie, which made him confused.

> In this way, Song Ziyu's origin becomes even more mysterious in the eyes of everyone.

"This hero, on the order of the king, I offer you a toast!"

The eldest prince Chi Guiwu suddenly stood up, walked up to Song Ziyu with a corner of the wine bottle, and looked directly into Song Ziyu's eyes, as if he didn't dare to drink.

"Don't drink!" Chi Luzhu took Song Ziyu's hand.

Song Ziyu glanced at the bloody "wine" in the eldest prince's hand and couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that the killer move for this banquet is waiting for me here.

Song Ziyu glanced at the eldest prince thoughtfully, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

See this scene!

The eldest prince laughed like a pig!

"Why are you laughing?" Song Ziyu put down his wine glass and looked at the eldest prince coldly.

"I smile very generously, but I don't know how your Majesty thinks this glass of wine tastes?"
To be continued...