The killing, and it continues! This was almost a one-sided massacre, but in the rubble and ruins, Zhang Yi and the three were still resisting, and they had to resist, because in the rules of this killing, there was no surrender and admitting defeat, only you and me.

In front of absolute power, if you don't turn your hands into clouds and rain for the peerless skills, everything seems so pale and powerless. Zhang Yi and Confucian Yiye stood in the corner of the wall with a scarred and almost fainted Wei Kang, leaning against the corner of the wall like a chicken whose wings were wet by a rainstorm, shivering.

The ground was still shaking, and the half-collapsed houses on both sides were still falling bricks, wood chips, and even very thick beams. However, these zombies should not feel pain, and at this moment, they are like a demon god, under the leadership of the zombie lang, slowly walking towards them with expressionless faces.

The dust and rubble had covered their bodies, and some of them could no longer see their faces, but they seemed to be indifferent to all of this, ignoring it, just silently following the pace of the large procession, attacking and killing was the target they were most interested in.

Zhang Yi once again shot out the bone knife with all his strength, and the bone knife went directly towards the zombie Lang's neck with a touch of yellow light, but in the end it was easily dodged by the zombie, and even if they didn't dodge and didn't cut off their heads, it was useless, even if they only had a skeleton left on top of a corrupt head, they still had combat effectiveness.

The bone knife finally consumed its strength and returned to Zhang Yi's hand after penetrating a few zombies behind, this is Zhang Yi's tenth time flying with the sword, and there is no longer any extra physical strength, every time the knife Zhang Yi is like a 100-meter sprint at a very fast speed, so in ordinary days, unless it is a last resort, Zhang Yi is unwilling to use internal force to cultivate to urge the bone knife to attack, but today it has been used so many times, but it has been extremely successful, strictly speaking, it is a deal that outweighs the loss.

Confucian Master also almost wiped out the long hair on the top of his head, this spell of turning hair into arrows he rarely used since he successfully cultivated, because he cherished his hair very much, and now he can already see the white scalp on the top of his head, only on the temples are sparsely hung with some hairs dancing in the wind, which looks particularly like one of the eight immortals in mythology.

Ghosts also have a feeling of pain, although they have no physical body, but they are the same as the perception of the Yang world, and now Weikang's consciousness is a little blurred, and he keeps whispering in Zhang Yi's ear, "Alliance leader, you go!" Don't worry about me, this is the second time you have saved me, I have lived enough, my heart knot has been opened by you, and now I have nothing to worry about. ”

Zhang Yi looked at Wei Kang, who was half-squinted and pale, and then looked at the zombies close at hand and scolded loudly: "Damn, Lao Tzu is out today, a few of us will die here together, kill one more one." With that, he put it down, Weikang picked up a bowl-thick beam next to him, and smashed it the zombie man's head.

With a loud bang, the beam cracked on the zombie Lang's body, turning into countless fragments and falling down, this sturdy beam he could have used his body to support a piece of bricks, but at this time it was so vulnerable to smashing on the zombie Lang's body.

Suddenly, at the same moment, Wei Kang, who was almost faint, stood up suddenly, and suddenly used all his strength to push Zhang Yi and Confucian Yiye's bodies with one palm, the two of them had almost no defense, and their whole bodies flew up in the retreat under the huge impact, and smashed two big holes in the wall a few meters behind, and the body flew out of the dusty holes.

In the air, they saw Wei Kang's scarlet eyes, and saw him roaring madly at Zhang Yi and Confucian Yiye: "Go, you guys hurry up!" After saying that, he gritted his teeth, and a blue flame enveloped him and burst into flames, and he quickly turned around and rushed towards those zombies without hesitation.

A miracle happened, the zombies who were not afraid of the ground all fled when they saw the flames rushing towards them, but one of them was still ignited, and then they ignited each other like rows of matches.

In the dust, the earth shook, these zombies no longer had the previous order, but poured a cup of boiling water into a group of ants like someone prank, they instantly lost order, and began to flee around, and in the escape, they were like matches that were instantly ignited, and then turned into a cloud of black ashes.

Zhang Yi and Confucian Yiye, who flew nearly five meters away, finally fell to the ground, and after landing, Confucian Yiye's first reaction was to grab Zhang Yi's arm and shout loudly: "Go, don't go back, Weikang, Weikang, he is no longer saved, he released his own ghost fire and ignited himself as a primer, he died with those zombies in order to save us." Confucian Yiye's eyes were scarlet, and he grabbed Zhang Yi's arm with tears and snot and shouted loudly.

Zhang Yi suddenly felt like he had lost his soul, he staggered back a few steps, and looked at the zombies ten meters away, Weikang was gone, and the fire was slowly disappearing, and the chaotic zombies were ready to start regrouping after a moment of chaos.

"Withdraw! Hurry up and get out! Before they could fully react, we couldn't afford to live up to the time that Vicomb had bought us with his life. Confucian Master frantically hugged Zhang Yi's body and dragged him back constantly, but Zhang Yi was like losing his soul and turned into a zombie that couldn't dance.

The shouting sound came from the northeast corner of the city, Confucian was stunned, he immediately let go of Zhang Yi and jumped onto a half-collapsed low wall to look into the distance, only to see that in the northeast corner of the city, there were thousands of people waving various weapons surging towards this side, seeing that they were wearing colorful clothes, with all kinds of hairstyles on their heads and the banner of the Dance Love Alliance waving in the wind, he suddenly became excited, and immediately shouted loudly: "Our team is here, our people are here, now we can fight back, Beat them without leaving a piece of armor to avenge Weikang. ”

After speaking, the Confucian master took off his robe and hung it on a bamboo pole, stood on the low wall, raised it high, and shouted: "We are here, the alliance leader is also here, come here, hurry up!" He waved his robe with a long bamboo pole and shouted at the top of his voice like a broken gong.

The zombie fire has been extinguished, in this war and this fire attack they lost some people, but there are still more than 700 survivors, the zombie Lang put his hand in front of his eyes and looked into the gray and billowing distance, and then turned his head with a mouthful of big black teeth and roared at the zombies: "It's all here, there are thousands of people, there may be the so-called noble burial love family in the palace, otherwise there won't be so many ghosts." With that, he sternly swept over the body of each zombie with a pair of eyes with only the whites of his eyes and no pupils, and asked sharply: "Soldiers, today we will annihilate the buzzing flies in this city in one fell swoop, and restore our absolute position at the bottom of the Lethe River, you are willing to follow!"

"Yes! Willing! ”

"Follow! Follow! ”

The more than 700 zombies surrounding the zombie lang all raised their arms and shouted, and this tsunami-like sound echoed throughout the Huangcheng and even the Lechuan River, and even made the water of the Lechuan River in the sky boil all at once.

At the same time, all the members of the Dancers Alliance arrived in front of Zhang Yi, and they bowed down to Zhang Yi and shouted Long live the leader of the alliance.

One of the young dancers holding a harpoon walked up to Zhang Yi and knelt down again: "My subordinates meet the alliance leader, my subordinates are the soldiers and dance guards temporarily selected by our Dance Alliance. ”

Zhang Yi slowly walked a few steps forward and helped up this soldier and dancer, he didn't blame this soldier and dancer at all, because what could he say, this dance alliance was not an army in the first place, nor was it a group organization, they were just a fan alliance, even before Zhang Yi came, this dance alliance did not exist, it was just fighting on its own, so today I relied on the power of a dance alliance to gather them together, and consciously organized together for this alliance to confront the zombie alliance. Fighting, in itself, is a rare thing that I almost didn't dare to think about before.

"Dancers!" Zhang Yi jumped on the earthen wall at once, and swept the dancers in front of him like an ocean with a serious gaze, as soon as possible, these people are improvised chicken ribs, but after all, the strength of the people will be greater, at least it will not make people feel weak, and share some of the pressure.

"Today we are facing a great enemy, if we continue to endure and hide, then there will be no place for us on this Lethe River in the future, for our territory, for our interests and hobbies, today we may give our lives, but what we will get will be the territory of our dancers for generations, do you dare to fight!"

"Fight, fight, fight!"

Zhang Yi's speech also inspired the morale of the dancers' families, they also raised their arms and shouted, and some of them even jumped excitedly, they are a group of isolated races in the yang world, and they rarely have a place on the Lethe River, so they feel that it is not easy and cherish it very much.

"Good!" Zhang Yi pointed at the nearby Zombie Alliance with the steel knife in his hand and shouted: "Okay, today we will use the weapons in our hands to cut off their heads, Dancer Gate, rush me!" ”

At the same time, the zombie alliance had already boosted their morale, and the crowds on both sides rushed towards the opposite side waving various weapons in a killing sound.

The movement of thousands of people was huge, the two sides had not yet touched, the ground was trampled and thumped, countless bricks and tiles rattled under their feet, and some brick walls that had not yet collapsed shook a few times before collapsing.

For a moment, the dust was billowing from the scene, and then there was the sound of weapons handing over together, the sound of skin splitting, moaning, shouting, roaring, and the smell of barbecue that was getting stronger and stronger.