When Zhang Yiheng and the others came to the gentle slope, Yin Tianduan had already rushed into the battlefield with three teams.

Five squadrons of two hundred men each, divided into three groups, the left and right groups inserted into both sides of the battlefield, cutting off the undead who were constantly pouring into the central battlefield from afar.

The middle group was led by Yin Tianduan and entered the central battlefield to clean up the undead and save the remnants of the Western District.

"It's the White Maple Forest." Ye Hanhai pointed to a corner of the central battlefield, dozens of people were gathered in a group, inside was a group of wounded soldiers, and there were several layers of undead outside.

The first person was at the forefront, and an energy shield with a length and width of five meters stood in front of him, supporting a security wall behind him.

In front of the energy shield, an undead with an extremely bloated body that was four or five meters tall raised a fist the size of a sandbag and attacked wildly.

This undead had a body like a small mountain, but it was not strong, on the contrary, it was swollen like a maggot infused with water.

Roshan wriggles, red and white, red and fresh flesh in red places, rotting maggots in white places,

Even if viewed from a distance, it also makes people feel extremely disgusting from a distance.

It is [Rot], one of the undead populations, known for its systemic poison.

Several teenagers behind Bai Fenglin controlled energy bullets to pour down on [Rot].

It's a pity that countless energy bullets fell on [Rot], like stones thrown into a mud pool, smashing out a small pit, and quickly covered by the surrounding flesh and mud.

At least the third-order pinnacle!!

As if realizing that this [rot] was not something that could be solved at their level, Bai Fenglin said a few words to the few people behind him.

Several students reacted violently, and after a few arguments, several turned to support others.

And Bai Fenglin blew out two knee-deep pits at his feet, his legs embedded in them, his body leaned forward at forty-five degrees, and his shoulders rested against the energy shield.

Each hammer blow of [Rot] seemed to break through the energy wall, directly hammering into Bai Fenglin's body.

A hammer is a shock, and the foot is deeper.

The other three sides were equally dangerous, endless [corpses] poured out of the dense forest, and just after killing one, two more would emerge.

There are also more than a dozen [Fierce] who are thin and small, but have infinite strength and agile bodies, all of which are at the peak realm of the second order.

[Fierce] is the toughest among the undead, [Corpse] is just unconscious and not afraid of death, and [Fierce] is purely looking for death.

The move is to exchange injuries for injuries, and it is holding back the top combat power in the West District.

Whoosh! A figure beside Zhang Yiheng took the lead in rushing down.

Zhang Yiheng was stunned and saw that it was Bo Ziyi, so he didn't think about it, and rushed down after him.

He didn't forget to say goodbye to Jing Xiaoxian and said, "You wait here, hide." ”

The sound of swishing, and when Jing Xiaoxian came back to his senses, he was the only one left on the hillside.

Jing Xiaoxian shrunk his neck in fear and hid behind a big tree.

The undead are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, and the strong smell of blood in the battlefield completely attracts the undead, and the area around the battlefield is safe.

Breaking into the center of the battlefield only to find that the battle was fiercer than what was seen from above.

The ground was full of severed arms and limbs, and blood seeped into the ground, turning black and red.

Zhang Yiheng's eyes were quickly attracted by a soil pit in the middle, which was one meter deep and more than ten meters wide.

Countless pieces of minced meat on the edge of the pit emitted a disgusting smell.

The minced flesh fell on the dead branch, making a creaking and corrosive sound, and it melted directly through a thick branch more than ten centimeters long.

"The other more powerful [Rot], and the fourth-order captain who blew himself up." Zhang Yiheng secretly thought.

These flesh and blood are clearly the same as the enemy and the enemy who died in the self-explosion.

From the energy fluctuations of the battle card's self-detonation, Zhang Yiheng could feel that it was a fourth-order battle card.

And in the entire team, only a few captains have reached the fourth-order star card warrior.

It was too late to be sad in the spring and autumn, and the two brothers Wuping and Wu'an opened the [Streamer Twin Shield] and added it to Zhang Yiheng and Bo Ziyi.

Boziyi activated the [Wave Triple Stack Wave] and plunged headlong into the undead race.

The three half-moon blades attack in a group, directly taking the heads of the three [corpses].

Undead, attacking any position is not enough to cause fatal damage, only by cutting off the head can the body command system be cut off, and the essence of death.

After breaking through the second-order mid-grade, Bo Ziyi's attack power is stronger, and the higher the attack accuracy.

These ordinary [corpses] couldn't dodge his attack at all, just like cutting through an unripe watermelon, splashing white flesh with a knife and two petals.

Zhang Yiheng was not idle, the [Star and Moon Wheel] was wide open, and the nine fast-rotating self-propelled cutting machines were flying all over the sky.

The terrifying cutting destructive power, the undead below the second-order superlative, can't resist it at all, and they will die if they touch it.

Ye Hanhai and others followed, five people in a team, and all kinds of unique activities were frequent.

For a time, there were all kinds of attacks on the battlefield, which made people dazzled.

The undead who were separated in the middle by Yin Tianforan's two interception teams began to die in large numbers as Zhang Yiheng and others entered.

The rescued Western District City Defense Army was able to regroup, the wounded soldiers stepped back and bandaged, and the capable fighters rejoined Yin Tianduan's team to continue to expand the results.

Zhang Yiheng and the others quickly killed Bai Fenglin's group.

Zhang Yiheng looked at the [rotten] body shape, and a suffocating stench came to his face.

After two or three breaths, Zhang Yiheng felt a wave of nausea and nausea, and his body was a little soft.

"Poisonous!!" Zhang Yiheng snorted and quickly covered his mouth and nose.

I took two steps back, and then looked up, and saw a football-sized head on top of the four or five meters high Roshan.

The face on the head was extremely distorted, full of pain and struggle.

"It's... Tetsu Mikawa. Zhang Yiheng's heart jumped violently, this face was Tie Sanchuan, the guard of the deputy city lord of Wanpeng who escaped from Dachuan City.

Because of the problem of distributing food, he betrayed Wan Peng, and finally died under the tail needle of the [Death Killing Bee].

Unexpectedly, this guy eventually became an undead, and also absorbed the energy of other corpses, turning into an extremely evil [Rot].

[Rot] This kind of growth of the undead is not like the growth of other undead races.

They become stronger by devouring the corpse energy of other living beings, and theoretically speaking, as long as they only have enough corpse energy, they can grow into third-order or even fourth-order undead in just a few days.

The battlefield is the most suitable place for [Rot] to grow, coupled with its large size and poisonous body, in the war of the undead, [Rot] is its main siege force.

Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! ......

Nine rapidly rotating light wheels cut into the [rotten] body under Zhang Yiheng's control.

As you can see, the body of [Rot] is very soft, and the defense outside the surface is not strong.

But when the light wheel was only halfway cut in, an extremely obscure resistance was felt.

Zhang Yiheng's face immediately changed, and he controlled the nine light wheels to fly out.

"Zhang Yiheng, you go and help others, this dog thing is too strong in defense." Bai Fenglin's face was pale, obviously due to excessive consumption of spiritual power.

After fighting with [Rot] for a long time, Bai Fenglin knew too well what the defense of this miscellaneous piece was.

The fourth-order captain was forced to blow himself up by another [rot].