"We all know how powerful the high-explosive shell is, not to mention your marksmanship, do you think you haven't killed it before, and now another round of bombardment can have a lot of effect?" Song Yunpeng touched his chin, and after a few words, Nasha's thigh part was almost completed.

"Then we'll just wait, wait for this guy to recover, and then him again, damn, I won't believe it!" Ye Yizhi moved his swollen arm, the punch before condensed most of his life's hard work, and he was vulnerable in front of Nasha, how could he swallow this breath? Now that the opportunity has come, Ye Yizhi will not let it go.

"Try it with the Star Sword!" Guo Zijiang suddenly raised his head, he suddenly recalled that when he just took out the Xingchen Sword, Nasha seemed to show a trace of jealousy, and when facing the muzzle of Ye Xingyang's gun, Nasha showed more anger, followed by calm, and most importantly, these emotions were mixed with a little banter.

But when Zhao Qiang showed the Star Sword again and approached the wreckage of Nasha step by step, Guo Zijiang keenly captured the slightest fluctuation in Nasha's mood, and then regained his calm, although this fluctuation was fleeting and almost inaudible, but Guo Zijiang still showed a smile on his face.

"Brother Qiang, replace me." Guo Zijiang smiled evilly and showed his star sword, squatting beside Nasha's stump that was growing wildly.

"Wow!" A large piece of flesh on Nasha's leg was directly vaporized under the high-energy pillar of light of the Star Sword, and in the sea of consciousness, Nasha's scream was poignant and long, and the point of light belonging to Nasha was obviously weakened a lot.

"That's it!" Guo Zijiang stood up, clapped his hands and said: "The most significant difference between high-level Quiavelo people and those low-level zombies is that the brain is the control center of low-level zombies, while when it comes to the general level Quyavelo people, they have been freed from the shackles of their brains, and all their memories and energy are scattered and stored in each of their genetic fragments, so even if they are blown to pieces, as long as there are intact cells, they are immortal!" ”

"But it's a pity that the high-energy beam of the Atlanteans has well restrained their ability to regenerate, because the cells are directly vaporized, the memories and energy stored in that section of the tissue are completely gone, and no matter how high-level the Queavello are, they can't repair these damages in a short time, and if the entire general is vaporized directly......"

"Then you can completely destroy this group of undead monsters!" Zhao Qiang took Guo Zijiang's words, in the Tiger Squad, he was the one who knew the most about the Queavello people, and with Guo Zijiang's intelligence, Zhao Qiang quickly found the most effective way to eliminate the Queavello people.

……

"Have you found them all?" Zhao Qiang asked, the members of the Tiger Squad spent more than half an hour looking for the wreckage of Nasha, and they also gathered their energy to stop the zombie army that kept rushing up from downstairs, but as long as they could completely eliminate General Quiavello, it didn't matter if they were troublesome.

"It's all right!" Song Yunpeng replied that all the Nasha wreckage found was directly vaporized.

"Guo Zijiang?"

"No problem!"

"Alright, mission over, let's kill out!"

"Kill!"

……

"Humble human beings, I will definitely repay what you have done to me today!" A wise man with a huge brain stood in front of the window, staring in the direction of the Tiger Squad, and on its bare head was an inconspicuous piece of meat the size of a grain of rice! ~！