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Chapter 238 Rough Skin and Thick Flesh

Chen Yile's movements were too fast. Every time he was about to swing his sword, the zombie in front of him had already fallen down.

"Hurry up, the morgue is up ahead!" Chen Yile shouted without turning his head.

Lin Feihong swallowed hard and looked forward.

At the end of the corridor in the distance, the door of the morgue can be vaguely seen.

However, the zombies blocking their way were still densely packed, with no sign of decreasing in number.

"How do we rush over?" Lin Feihong asked nervously. Although he knew that Chen Yile had become extremely powerful, the situation before him still made him feel afraid.

Chen Yile sneered, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand suddenly glowed brightly. He thrust the pestle into the ground and shouted, "Subdue the demons and subdue the evil!"

boom--

With this angry roar, an invisible force spread out in all directions with Chen Yile as the center.

Those zombies that were originally advancing seemed to be greatly frightened by something and took a few steps back. Some even fell directly to the ground with their limbs twitching.

"Charge now!" Chen Yile gave an order and rushed forward first.

This time, Lin Feihong did not hesitate and followed closely. The two of them quickly passed through layers of zombies and headed straight for the morgue.

However, things are not that easy.

The door of the morgue suddenly opened, and two fat zombies walked out!

The two of them ran up to it and had to stop.

Lin Feihong held the talisman sword and looked nervously at the two fat zombies in front of him.

Their bodies are abnormally large, their skin is a sickly grayish-white color, and they emit a foul odor.

The floor seemed to vibrate slightly with every step.

The zombies' eyes were hollow and lifeless, but the aura around them was suffocating, as if an irresistible terrifying force was lurking in the darkness.

"This thing... is not simple." Lin Feihong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice.

Chen Yile stood beside him, holding the demon-subduing pestle tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on the two zombies, his face expressionless.

"Stop talking nonsense and get started. Time is running out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yile rushed forward, raised the demon-subduing pestle in his hand high, and smashed it on the shoulder of one of the zombies with powerful force.

The spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the demon-subduing pestle exploded instantly and hit the zombie hard.

"Bam—!"

The demon-subduing pestle hit the zombie's body, making a dull sound.

But the fat zombie did not flinch as expected, it just swayed slightly.

Then the huge palm was raised and swept towards Chen Yile.

"Be careful!" Lin Feihong shouted and wanted to go forward to help.

Chen Yile moved extremely quickly, slipping his feet and avoiding the hammer-like palm.

However, to his surprise, the zombie did not suffer any substantial damage from the attack of the demon-subduing pestle, but instead became even more ferocious.

Without any pause, it took a big step forward the next second, its huge body brought a gust of wind, and it waved its hand to grab Chen Yile.

"Damn, this thing is quite flexible." Chen Yile cursed inwardly and swung the demon-subduing pestle in his hand again.

The powerful spiritual power hit the zombie's arm again.

However, it was still useless! The impact of the demon-subduing pestle did not significantly hinder its movement.

At this moment, another zombie also moved!

It seemed to sense the movement of its companions, and let out a low roar. Its thick legs stomped down towards Chen Yile like tree trunks, shaking the ground and causing dust to fly.

Chen Yile turned around and barely avoided the attack.

But just as he was about to fight back again, the first zombie suddenly pounced on him from the side, and its fat palm pressed down on him like a mountain.

Chen Yile was caught off guard for a moment and was grabbed by the zombie and thrown out!

"Brother Chen!" Lin Feihong was shocked when he saw this and wanted to go forward to help with his sword in hand.

Chen Yile got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body in a panic, his eyes cold.

When he saw the talisman sword in Lin Feihong's hand, he had an idea and thought that this talisman sword might have a different effect.

"Lin Feihong, can you lend me your talisman sword?" Chen Yile said.

Lin Feihong was stunned for a moment, but nodded and handed over the talisman sword.

Chen Yile took the talisman sword and immediately felt a special power fluctuation on the talisman sword.

He rushed towards the zombies again, and this time his momentum was completely different from before.

The rune sword in his hand exudes an indescribable power, and the runes on the blade flicker, seeming to contain endless power.

Lin Feihong stood behind and watched nervously. He knew that his strength was limited and could only hope that Chen Yile could use the talisman sword to unleash greater power.

Chen Yile brandished his talisman sword and fiercely struck the shoulder of one of the zombies. The rune power on the talisman sword instantly erupted, like lightning striking into the zombie.

"laugh--!"

The sword blade cut into the zombie's skin, making a harsh sound, but the fat zombie did not show the expected painful reaction, and did not even make any sound.

It just trembled slightly, and then raised its huge palm and swept towards Chen Yile.

"Hmph!" Chen Yile snorted coldly, sliding his feet nimbly to avoid the attack, and swung the talisman sword in his hand again, and the sword energy swept across the zombie's arm.

Although the attack of the talisman sword is more effective than that of the demon-subduing pestle, it still cannot cause substantial damage to the zombie. The wound is very shallow and cannot effectively stop its movement.

On the other side, another zombie also pounced towards Chen Yile at an astonishingly fast speed.

Chen Yile dodged its attack with a sway of his body, then stabbed its neck with a sword.

"Pfft!"

The sword pierced the zombie's neck, making a chilling sound. But strangely, the zombie didn't feel any pain, and didn't even bleed. It just let out a low growl and then punched Chen Yile.

"Oh!"

Although Chen Yile reacted quickly, he was still hit in the chest by the sudden punch. He flew backwards and hit the wall heavily.

"Brother Chen!" Seeing this, Lin Feihong quickly cast a small spell to temporarily force the zombie back.

Chen Yile coughed a few times, struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was no sign of retreat in his eyes.

He glanced at the talisman sword in his hand and secretly calculated the time in his mind.

"We can't delay any longer..." He whispered to himself, his eyes becoming more determined.

The zombies' recovery ability is too strong, they must deal with them as soon as possible, otherwise their physical strength will be exhausted sooner or later.

"Feihong, you cover me from the side and use your magic to attack when you have the chance." Chen Yile rushed forward again.

When Lin Feihong heard his instructions, he prepared his spells without hesitation, ready to attack at any time.

He knew that he had to fully cooperate with Chen Yile in order to have a chance of defeating these two terrifying zombies.