The blood-colored sword balloon exploded in front of it, emitting one sword qi after another, twitching in all directions.

Tear and pull!

Although the blood-colored sword qi shattered into pieces, its wreckage hit the bodies of the surrounding zombies, still cutting them out one wound after another.

The flesh and blood twisted, all turned upside down, and the rotten blood oozed out, floating in the air of heaven and earth.

The blood mutant mutant screamed and appeared in front of Long Ruolan and the others. Although they don't have such horrible wounds, they are still more or less damaged.

I saw that the blood qi was surging all over their bodies, and the blood earthworms were wriggling, slowly repairing the sword qi damage they had just received.

A moment later, this group of blood mutant mutants stared at Long Ruolan and the others with dead eyes, their expressions containing anger and humiliation.

Five blood mutant mutants came with the power of covering the sky, and they were trapped in the sword qi mass by such a little girl. Although the sword balloon was burst, it was extremely embarrassed.

Unable to suppress the anger in his heart, a red light appeared under the feet of all the five blood mutant mutants, and their bodies rushed out one after another.

"It's broken!"

Long Ruolan saw the five blood mutant mutants stepping on the ground and rushing over at great speed. In the midst of the turmoil, there is no idea.

Just now, Long Ruolan relied on the incomparable sword qi provided by the Shushan Heavenly Sword Seal Soul to be able to weave a sword net, which was used to trap these five monsters for a moment.

And now, in the face of the five monsters that rushed in a rage, Long Ruolan had no choice.

Behind her, in the crowd, Zhao Lingge was also very anxious, but she couldn't show her strength at all now. Besides, even if Zhao Lingge could once again slash out the power of the dragon sparrow, with the strength of her second realm, there would be no way to defeat these five blood mutant mutants.

Now, she could only pray for the wind to blow quickly. Otherwise, there would be no chance of any survival for this group of people.

Wind! Come on! Come on!

I don't know if it was Tiangong who received Zhao Lingge's prayer, or if it was a perfect coincidence.

I saw a more violent wind wheal blowing towards the valley than before.

As soon as he entered the valley, the wind turned into an even more huge tornado, and it circled around the valley, and actually dodged the five blood mutant mutants in front of it, and slashed straight towards the location of Zhao Lingge and the others!

Call!

In the crowd, Zhao Lingge only felt a huge force rising from under his feet, directly blowing Zhao Lingge and everyone around her into the air.

When the tornado hit the steep cliff face on the left, the wind dissipated instantly. Zhao Lingge and the others were directly thrown onto the top of the cliff on the left.

Zhao Lingge, who was fallen, fell to the ground, first got up and shook his muddy head, enduring the soreness of falling up and down his body, Zhao Lingge stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body swayed and stood up.

On the top of the cliff on the right, Yang Zhitian and the others saw the whole process of Zhao Lingge being blown up to the top of the cliff on the left by the wind. When his heart was shaken, he was also stunned by Zhao Lingge's escape method.

Looking up at Zhao Lingge, I saw her come to the edge of the cliff, looked down first, and then shouted at Yang Zhitian on the opposite side: "Go separately!" See you in Jinling! ”

After that, Zhao Lingge no longer hesitated, and ran towards the deep forest behind him with all the members behind him.

Yang Zhitian and the others on the opposite side did not delay, and also ran towards the back. As for the ordinary people under the valley, Yang Zhitian is not capable of rescuing them now. They can only be left to die at the hands of zombies.

On his side, only a few dozen soldiers escaped. He really doesn't have the strength to fight with zombies.

At the bottom of the valley, Ling Jiu looked at Zhao Lingge and the others who were blown away by the wind again, and a wave of anger arose,

"I didn't expect this boiled duck to fly away!" Ling Jiu gritted his teeth, but he couldn't catch up with Zhao Lingge and the others immediately, this cliff was too high to climb at all.

On the battlefield, the five blood mutant mutants looked at each other, but they didn't expect this good situation to be blown away by a strange wind.

In desperation, they had to vent all the embarrassment and anger in their hearts on the group of people at the bottom of the valley.

Casually pinched the heads of several people next to him, and the blood mutant mutant slaughtered the crowd.

Suddenly, screams, anguish, and curses rang out. Bathed in human blood, the ferocity of those blood mutant mutants became stronger and stronger, and the brutal torture and killing became full of tricks.

After a while, all these people who stayed in the valley and couldn't escape became broken corpses.

"Stop playing!"

Ling Jiu watched the zombies slaughter all the people in no time, and his annoyance gradually eased.

Stepping on the blood and minced flesh on the ground, Ling Jiu came to the battlefield and let out a sharp and piercing roar, Ling Jiu continued: "All the bloodletting, clean it up, and start the blood sacrifice when Ling Ba's side is over." There are so many human blood resources, enough blood sacrifice for two. ”

"Yes!"

Five blood mutant mutants got down on one knee and agreed. The rest of the ordinary zombies let out their own roars one after another.

"Why is Reihachi so slow?!"

Ling Jiu looked at the depths of the canyon, where were the zombies led by Ling Ba and the battlefield of Zhang Weiqing and the others.

At present, on this battlefield, there is no longer any gunfire that can be heard, and even if you look roughly, you can only see a group of zombies carrying the corpses of soldiers, walking slowly towards the valley mouth.

Only by looking carefully can you see that in the zombie group, there is still a small place where a battle breaks out.

There, Zhang Weiqing's body could be vaguely seen, as well as a few living soldiers.

I saw Zhang Weiqing standing in the crowd, the imprints in his hands were rapidly linked, and about twenty fine iron swords flashed left and right in the air, quickly scurrying around the zombie group.

Every time the white sword slashes through the neck of a zombie, the head of that zombie will rise to the sky, and the zombie's rotten blood will be sown in the sky, turning into a rain of blood and falling to the ground.

Zhang Weiqing controlled more than 20 fine iron swords, and he actually formed a terrifying lethality. In just a blink of an eye, more than 20 zombies around him fell to the ground.

In order not to affect the battle, the zombies cleaned up the dead bodies that fell next to Zhang Weiqing and the others on their own, and then continued to attack.

If it went on like this, the distance of about a foot in front of Zhang Weiqing's body gradually turned into an open space without zombies.

Several soldiers around Zhang Weiqing held guns on their mobile phones, shooting at the zombies that Zhang Weiqing had missed, and they were also in a relatively safe situation.

In the distance, Ling Ba occasionally glanced at this battlefield, and there was no meaning to care, blood mutant mutants could beat Zhang Weiqing, but in the end, if he accidentally died on the spot, the price was too huge,

Originally, Ling Ba was very dissatisfied with the Spirit Emperor because he wasted a tube of demon blood, but this time if he killed a blood mutant mutant again, Ling Ba would not dare to take this risk.

Therefore, the best way to deal with Zhang Weiqing is to use the lives of those ordinary zombies to wear out Zhang Weiqing's own endurance. When he can't hold on to it himself, that's when he dies.

And Zhang Weiqing in the zombie group, as Ling Ba expected, controlled more than 20 fine iron swords, and his expression was full of tiredness that could not be concealed.

Forcibly enduring the throbbing pain in the meridians caused by the excessive manipulation of the true qi in his body, Zhang Weiqing's brows trembled, and he felt that the true qi in his body was stagnant.

However, he still persisted, the movements in his hands did not stop, and the fine iron sword in the air did not stop, killing the zombies around him.

Penetrating more than a dozen zombies again, the fine iron sword controlled by Zhang Weiqing in the air actually shook violently. And this time, Zhang Weiqing missed more zombies than every previous time.

The zombies were not killed, and rushed over in a frenzy. Several soldiers beside Zhang Weiqing couldn't shoot, and they were rushed in front of him by several zombies and engaged in close combat with the soldiers.

Next to it, the zombies in the zombie group seized this opportunity and swooped over with all their might. Zhang Weiqing was helpless, looking at the large number of zombies rushing in, he could only grit his teeth, stomp his feet, and continue to use all his strength to control the fine iron sword in the air to block the zombies.

In this way, the pressure on Zhang Weiqing and others increased sharply. And under such tremendous pressure, personal mistakes are becoming more and more numerous, even more and more fatal.

I saw a soldier facing the claws of the zombie attack, and he misjudged its direction and speed, causing himself to be unable to dodge, and this palm was directly caught into the soldier's stomach.

With a tearing sound, there was blood and intestines in the palm of his hand, which were mixed together to show a sticky shape, and he was directly grabbed by the zombie.

"Ugh!"

The soldier's expression contorted, and he let out a muffled grunt of pain as he watched as the zombie grabbed his intestines out.

Gritting his teeth, he endured the numbness and pain that spread to his whole body in his stomach, stretched his hands forward, leaned forward, grabbed the zombie's neck, and pinched it with all his strength until the zombie's neck was crushed, and then fell to the ground with the zombie.

"Azo!"

The soldier next to him was a friend of the soldier who had fallen to the ground and was dead and staring. Seeing his good friend for so many years being killed by zombies, the soldier shouted, but before he had time to cry, he threw himself into the fight against the zombies again.

The zombies around are attacking more and more fiercely! The appearance of blood and internal organs in front of them gave them great stimulation.

"Little bunny! Lao Tzu fought with you! ”

The soldier saw his friend killed by the zombies, and his tired eyes were bloodshot!

Anger and hatred had ignited the fire in his heart, and with the gun in hand, the soldier pulled the trigger, and a large number of bullets poured out.

In front of them, the zombies were attacked by bullets, blood flowers appeared on their bodies, and the huge impact also made them retreat.

However, after such a long battle, there were not many bullets in the soldiers' guns. This time there was no point fire, but a strafing shot regardless of losses. Although this is very powerful, it also leads to a greater amount of bullets.

After a while, the fiery serpent in the muzzle of the soldier's hand stopped.

And the zombies did not have the impact of the impact, and all took steps and approached the soldiers frantically.

"Ahh

Knowing that it was a certain death, the soldier's expression flickered, and finally turned into a more determined look.

I saw him reach out and take out the last grenade on his waist and pull out the safety bolt.

Then, with a grenade in hand, he ran into the crowd of zombies.

Boom!

A thunderous bang was heard, and a large number of zombies in the area around the soldiers were shattered by the power of explosives. Farther away, iron shrapnel flew out, and some unlucky zombies were directly pierced through the head.

And in this direction where the entire soldier was located, the zombie attack was interrupted, and Zhang Weiqing's pressure on them was also reduced by the delay of the zombie attack in one direction.

But this reduction was temporary after all, and when the aftermath of the grenade attack weakened, and the zombies pressed again, Zhang Weiqing's pressure became even greater because of the deaths of two team members in succession.