Inside the basketball clubhouse, fear continued in the darkness all night.

Warm sunlight casts from the cracked ceiling onto the basketball court in the center of the hall, and the only light in the darkness is monopolized by a group of strong people, and the weak can only stay in the audience and watch the light in the darkness......

"Bang!"

A male zombie in a security uniform with a smashed head falls through a crack in the ceiling, killing the strongest man bathed in light on the spot.

In the audience's "cheers", the security zombies began their own Freestyle, opening and closing their hands left and right, each style is the purest no-trick move, alone against many strong people, with no fear and arrogance, but in an instant, more than ten fierce generals have been cut under their claws, and the ten fingers that are shining with blood are telling a wordless declaration:

If you don't behead the enemy, you won't return!

With the power of only one corpse, the army of tigers and wolves was broken, and at the end of the battle, only an immortal figure was isolated on the corpse......

There has been a saying since ancient times: If you rely on your words to seal the marquis, you will succeed and your bones will wither!

After this battle, it is said to be a good story for future generations, and the name of "Corpse King" has been flying all over the world and immortal since then!

......

On the court, there were corpses lying all over the place, and when you calculated it carefully, there were more than 100 people.

The smell of blood spread in the hall, many people have vomited when they see the tragic situation in front of them, even if the psychological tolerance is slightly stronger, they can't support the physiological reaction brought by the solemn smell of blood, and all of a sudden, the sound of gagging is everywhere, and the security zombies in the stadium follow the sound and want to continue to hunt the people in the audience, but because the audience seats are one story high from the stadium, it is impossible to enter the audience without taking the entrance stairs.

However, the people in the audience were not happy for long, and a terrifying scene happened: the corpses that had fallen in blood began to show signs of "awakening", their bodies twisted in unreasonable movements, and finally slowly stood up......

More than a hundred zombies wandered back and forth in the stadium, and a few lucky zombies walked into the staircase, although the speed of travel was very slow, but it was indeed gradually approaching the last pure land.

"We can sit and wait here! Fight with them! Come with me if you have weapons!" The blonde warrior in golden armor shouted at this time, a dark red club-like sword in his hand exuded a groundbreaking artistic conception, and with the warrior's evil and crazy temperament, it actually reached the realm of the unity of man and sword, almost wanting to split the world!

"I'll help you!" A man in a vest with a white broom-headed head was holding a short knife, and his blood-red left eye exuded the spirit of no one else!

"I'm here to help you too!" The orange-haired black-robed man in the orange-haired black robe who was fighting a one-meter kitchen knife on his shoulder showed a grim look on his face and stood up in the limelight.

The three of them stood side by side, did not fight, and took the lead!

"Roar!!"

The zombies in the stadium were attracted by the sound and sped up their marching movements, and more and more zombies walked in through the staircase.

"I can't stand it anymore!!"

In this oppressive atmosphere where he could die at any time under the capture of zombies, the first person to collapse jumped from the audience and died directly in a pool of blood......

Bell!

Three golden and iron sounded loudly, the stick-shaped sword, Dongying short knife, and one-meter kitchen knife were broken in response, no matter how strong the weapon was, after all, it was just a modern handicraft, and the three warriors followed their respective weapons and died at the staircase.

At this moment, a Nokia 6300 fell from the sky, with super power and extreme timbre, accompanied by a song "Walking in the sun", and entered the game strongly!

The ancient and strong rhythm shook the audience, and all the zombies converged in the loudest direction of the audience at this moment, and the moth-like figure was faintly visible to follow the faith and soul of the Renaissance!

In the joyful song, a shadow shinier than the light quietly fell into the heart of the zombie horde-

It was a bald head, and under the strong light, no one could see the true face of the bald head, only to see an iron pickaxe in his hand repeating the cyclic action of piercing into the heart of the zombie, withdrawing, and stabbing again.

"Roar!"

The zombies kept falling, and seeing that the foundation laid by his own hands was about to be destroyed, the "Corpse King" was finally furious, and took the last three remaining zombie concubines to form a situation of encirclement and suppression, and went away!

......

Zhao Feng was a little uncomfortable at this time, before he jumped into the hall, he had already roughly understood the situation inside the hall through the eye of the sky, and used his mobile phone to play music to attract zombies in order not to increase the number of victims, he thought that as long as he didn't meet giants, he could easily crush any zombie.

But Zhao Feng miscalculated the threat of the zombie horde.

In the group of zombies, even if Zhao Feng has the ability to easily kill any zombie, the zombies who go forward and follow him will not leave him room to spread his hands and feet, resulting in his movements being limited to half a meter to one meter around his body, and the more he fights, the more he feels a sense of grievance growing in his heart.

But fortunately, the zombies in the hall are not endless, and they fought for almost ten minutes in aggrieved terms, and finally only the last four remained.

Seeing a security guard zombie and three boldly dressed female zombies flying over together, Zhao Feng, who was finally liberated, tripped the three female zombies with a sweeping leg, and then put the superimposed sense of grievance in his heart into the Xuan Tie Pickaxe, and struck angrily, roaring through the heart of the security guard zombie, and the powerful strength shook it out!

The security zombie was already dead in the process of flying out, and at the same time, a golden light flew out of its heart, and finally turned into a golden eight-sided Han sword, which fell to the ground in the corner with a "ding" sound.

"Kill monsters and drop treasures?" Zhao Feng saw this scene, and began to wonder if he was playing a game.

However, without waiting for Zhao Feng to pick up the sword, the three female zombies behind him pounced again, and he could only turn around to fight, at this moment, a young man walked into the court from the nearest entrance staircase, and then went to the corner to pick up the fallen golden sword, feeling the heavy real feeling of the sword in his hand, the young man's deep and divine eyes showed excitement and expectation, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but appear a smile.

Zhao Feng dealt with the last three zombies, exhaled heavily, and when he turned around to look at his battle power, he found a young man in a black dragon robe holding the golden sword.

The young man noticed Zhao Feng's gaze, immediately restrained his smile, looked at the latter vigilantly, and then held the hilt of the sword with both hands, aimed the blade at Zhao Feng, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "What do you want to do...... Don't you come here...... It's mine! I've picked it up!"

Zhao Feng thought that the young man was here to help him pick up things, but after listening to what the other party said, he knew that he would be wrong.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Feng said, taking a step towards the young man.

"Hmph, don't say you want to kill me! I'm different from those zombies! I'm human! Do you dare to kill? Do you dare to kill people under so many eyes?" the young man snorted coldly, took a step back, and then shouted loudly, wanting to use the support of others to force Zhao Feng back.

"Do you think I look like a good person?"

Zhao Feng did not continue to step forward, but put the Xuantie Pickaxe on his right shoulder and asked in a calm tone.

At this time, the young man looked Zhao Feng up and down, after experiencing a bloody battle with hundreds of zombies, Zhao Feng was covered in blood stains, especially the iron pickaxe that was resisted on his shoulder, and the tip kept dripping blood and water, but Zhao Feng's face was expressionless, no matter how he looked at it, he was definitely not good.

"You're not just not a good person, you're a heinous villain!" the young man's sword hand began to tremble slightly.

"Well, as a great villain, I heard someone here crying for help, and I was so kind for a moment that I came out to save you. ”

"You stood up and took my loot before I could ask you for the price, why do you still have the confidence that I won't kill you when you know that I am a great villain? What are the chances that you will be able to rob the spoils of a great villain and leave unharmed? Are you too naïve, or am I too stupid to be frightened by your casual words?" Zhao Feng's voice became colder, in the face of this kind of person who has to make inches, once he retreats, he only makes the other party feel that this person is easy to bully, and then continues to kick his nose in the face.

Seeing Zhao Feng approaching step by step, the young man panicked for a moment, and finally raised his sword and shouted and slashed at Zhao Feng-

Clang!

The Xuantie Pickaxe blocked under the sword, and the two fought, and the Zhanjin Sword was shocked out, and the Xuantie Pickaxe did not move.

"Ahh

The young man was shaken back a few steps by the force of the backshock, and the huge force from the sword made his hands hurt, and he subconsciously let go of the hilt of the sword, and his body fell directly backwards, falling on the bloody ground!

"Xiaoshuai, are you alright?"

At this time, a little girl with a double ponytail and a cherry red kimono stepped on women's clogs, trotted up to the young man, and helped him up with a worried face.

Zhao Feng walked to the spot where the sword fell and picked it up.

5th Order Trial Equipment: Sword of Shining Gold: Through a specific spell and God's Saying of Light, the sword body emits a continuous dazzling golden ray, and when the golden light is emitted, the blade temporarily opens and the sharpness is greatly increased (damage is increased by 1 order).

A four-foot long sword, golden throughout, and a silver blade.

Zhao Feng walked up to the young man with his sword, and the latter was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

"Uncle Bald, he didn't mean to take your things, he just wanted to make a joke with you, please don't be angry with him!" the little girl pleaded in a slightly childish voice in front of the young man.

"The sword has been given to you!What else do you want!" The young man saw his girlfriend blocking in front of him, thinking that Zhao Feng didn't dare to make a move, so he immediately poked his head out and scolded angrily.

"Apologize, otherwise, I'll assume that you just did something you did to kill me...... For those who want to kill me, I can only kill to stop killing!" Zhao Feng stared at the young man deadly, if he changed to someone else just now, he would have to be injured even if he didn't die, after all, this sword fifth-order equipment, even if it didn't have a trigger effect, had a lot of lethality.

"Don't you think about it! Take my things, and ask me to apologize, dream about you!" The young man was aggressive and unyielding, perhaps he was not worth it at all.

"Xiao Shuai, you still apologize, as long as you sincerely apologize, the bald uncle will forgive you! After all, he saved us!" The little girl hurriedly persuaded, and the young man looked at Zhao Feng's cold and somewhat terrible face, and finally apologized in compromise.

"I'm sorry ......"

"However, since you have accepted the sword, you are obliged to rescue us as a price!" the young man reluctantly apologized, but seemed to feel that he could not get over the face, and immediately made an unreasonable request.

Zhao Feng laughed, stretched out his hand and pointed at the young man, and then said: "Everyone here, I can easily save them, but you, if there is no price that can impress me, I will never save you!"