In the battle line of vampires and humans, two figures move rapidly in the war zone, covering their bodies with black mist, giving them the most perfect protection from the darkness. See. Hair. Line. Middle. Wen. net

"Whoosh!"

Chenyang turned his head sideways, dodging a bullet fired indiscriminately, turned his head to look at Kelly behind him, and said loudly: "We have solved seven vampire mutants, and the priest's side is also moving, as long as this group of guys is solved, the victory of this war will definitely belong to humanity."

Kelly was in a fighting state and didn't answer Chenyang, just nodded.

As she moved, the two long chains in her hands were still waving, like two cold poisonous snakes, coldly slaying at the vampires, piercing their heads in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Chenyang rushed to the side of the two sub-mutant priests, and with a wave of the long knife in his hand, he suddenly stabbed at the throat of a sub-mutant with the concealed effect of his black mist.

Kelly and Chenyang have cooperated many times, and at the same time as Chenyang swings the knife, she throws the long chain in her hand, and the hammer-like tip firmly encircles the arm of the sub-variant, giving Chenyang enough time to attack.

In the air, a snow-bright knife light flickered, leaving a blood-red knife mark on the throat of the subvariant.

After killing a sub-mutant, Chenyang did not stop for a moment, and with a flick of the blade in his hand, he killed another sub-mutant again.

At the moment when the sub-mutant made a move, the ferocity in Chenyang's body exploded, and with the long chain thrown by Kelly, he once again restrained a sub-mutant.

The Denita Knife glowed with cold light, stabbing through the heart of the subvariant.

In just a dozen seconds, Chenyang killed two sub-mutant priests in a row, just as he was about to call Kelly to continue his action.

Behind Kelly, the figure of the black-clad mutant quietly appeared.

He seemed to notice Chenyang's gaze, his eyes covered by the yarmulke were raised, his eyes were vicious and brutal, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing two fangs at the corners of his mouth.

As soon as Kelly sensed the crisis, her chest was already pierced by the palm of her hand, which was as hard as steel, crushing Kelly's heart.

"Poof!"

Before Kelly could dodge, there was a sharp pain in her chest, and a large mouthful of blood spat out of her mouth.

She felt her eyelids grow heavier and heavier, and her body gradually became uncontrollable, as if she was about to ascend into another world, that sacred and pure world.

Chenyang looked at the scene in front of him, his whole expression froze, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him.

The black-clothed mutant looked at Chenyang's expression, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he admired Chenyang's expression.

"I don't know who you are, but you've become a real headache for me, and I have to play myself in the face of people like you." The black-clad mutant pushed Kelly's corpse away with one hand, like throwing away a mass of garbage, and the blood on both hands dripped on the ground, splashing crimson blood.

Chenyang's face became more and more ugly, and his eyes were full of coldness when he looked at the black-clothed mutant, just like a glacier in the polar region, full of dead silence and howling cold wind.

In an instant, the black-clothed mutant turned into a swift shadow, disappeared in front of Chenyang's eyes, and the next second appeared in front of Chenyang, and his blood-stained hand tried to touch Chenyang's face.

Suddenly, a sword with electric light slashed at the blood-stained arm.

The black-clothed mutant's arm shrank, quickly dodging the knife, and probed Chenyang's chest with his backhand, sharp nails grew from his five fingers, like the claws of a tiger and a leopard.

If this palm hits, it is a trivial matter to catch five blood marks, and maybe it can directly kill Chenyang for half his life.

Chenyang's pupils shrank, and his toes connected to the ground, quickly breaking out of the attack range of the black-clothed variant, as if he had sensed the power of that palm.

Chenyang, who was agile in shape, became more and more interesting in the eyes of the black-clothed variant, and when he stepped on the ground with his legs, he instantly stepped on two deep footprints, and the figure appeared next to Chenyang, and the palm was still waving towards Chenyang.

The palm wind was howling, and Chenyang could clearly detect the appearance of the black-clothed variant, and the black mist of the ink shadow hand on his right arm condensed, turning into a tough tentacle, and rushed straight towards that palm.

The moment the palm touched the tentacle, it exploded with astonishing speed and destructive power, and the entire tentacle was torn to pieces, turning into shadow spiritual power and floating in the air.

In the face of an attack of this intensity, Chenyang became more and more cautious in his heart, and the blade in his hand was raised, and the blade of the knife condensed the shadow ability, and he slashed hard, like a giant axe.

"Huh!" The black-clothed mutant looked at the knife that condensed the shadow spiritual power, his face showed a slight surprise, and his palm was retracted, and he slapped the blade with one palm.

The electric knife was slapped by a palm, and suddenly let out a light tremble, in this light trembling, Chenyang heard an imperceptible tearing sound, it seemed that the electric knife was difficult to block this palm, and a crack appeared in the blade.

Chenyang held the electric sword in his hand, and he was also affected by the power of this palm, and his entire arm trembled with the blade, and the hand holding the knife was a little unstable.

Faced with this situation, Chenyang cautiously took two steps back, and hurriedly used the spiritual power of the Wood Emperor in his body to heal the numbness in his arm.

Taking advantage of this time, Chenyang activated the detection function of the Eight Mirrors to check the information of this black-clothed variant so as to make the next response.

"Mutant vampires, vampires transformed from human priests, have extremely strong strength and a high bloodline to control vampires, and their thirst for power is second only to the belief in the vampire queen."

The black-clothed mutant did not take advantage of this opportunity to attack, but looked at his palm, and the palm of his slap blade was stained with shadow spiritual power, and the skin of the palm part of his hand was corroded.

"I've never seen this power of yours, how did you get this power!" The black-clothed mutant carefully noticed the change in his palm, showed a surprised expression, and said loudly.

During this time, Chenyang had recovered from the injury on his arm, and his gaze swept over the entire battlefield.

Discovering other areas of the battlefield, the priest and the priests have launched a counterattack against the vampires, and as long as Chenyang can hold back the black-clad mutant in front of him, this victory will definitely belong to the humans.

Seeing this favorable situation, Chenyang's eyes once again turned to the black-clothed mutant, and the beast devouring on his right arm was ready to attack.

Five fingers opened, and five emerald green vines grew, the tip of the wolf's teeth was as sharp as a dagger, and the five vines were entwined together, like a bloody basin biting into the black-clothed variant.

Looking at the strange vine that suddenly appeared, the black-clothed mutant had a surprised look in his eyes, and his right hand reached forward, grabbing the vine behind the five wolf teeth, as if he wanted to study its source.

Chenyang saw that the black-clothed mutant grabbed the vine devoured by the beast, and with a movement of his mind, the vines at his fingertips turned into pure Wood Emperor spiritual power, floating in the air.

Grabbing the vine's hand in the air, watching the fluorescence flying in the air, the black-clothed variant became more and more interested in Chenyang.

Before it could make any moves, a violent roar suddenly sounded behind it, and the black-clothed mutant didn't have time to turn his head, and was directly hit by a silver and bright motorcycle, flying out of a distance of seven or eight meters.

There was no driver on this motorcycle, but it came to the front of Chenyang on its own and came to a steady stop.

Chenyang looked at the black-clothed mutant who was knocked into the vampire, deliberately showed a mocking smile, and said loudly: "If you want to explore my secret, you are not qualified enough!"

As soon as the words fell, Chenyang drove a motorcycle on a rampage in the vampire group, as if entering a no-man's land.

Under Chenyang's driving, the motorcycle rushed towards one of the sub-variants, and the motorcycle with the energy shield hit the sub-variant, knocking it directly to the ground, and the flesh and blood of the back collision were blurred.

Sunrise then jumped off the bike and stabbed the subvariant through the skull, and the motorcycle sped up on its own and rushed out of the battlefield.

The black-clad variant on the other side, after being knocked into the vampires, was blocked by a large number of vampires and lost its way.

When it walked back to the place where the two had fought, it saw only the back of the morning sun galloping.

The black-clothed mutant looked at the fleeing Chenyang, and with a single step, he stepped directly on the top of the vampire's head and chased in the direction of Chenyang.

His expression was fanatical, and he muttered in his mouth: "As long as I get this power, my queen will inevitably produce stronger vampires, I must get it, definitely!"

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the black-clothed mutant was also drowned in countless vampires

In the middle of the night, the war for the survival of humanity continues.

The sound of gunfire and screams did not stop for a moment, and was accompanied by the excited, shrill whispers of vampires.

They are athletic, eager to fight, and in the face of the countless food in front of them, they have lost the most primitive fear of death.

The formation of thousands of soldiers is nothing more than a wall of flesh in front of them, and there are no bullets in their eyes, no death, only the purest fanaticism and desire for flesh and blood.

In the face of this group of vampires, the most advantageous attack comes from the priests, who may not be good at using firearms, but they know what each of the vampires' weaknesses and every action represents.

With every move, they will cut off the head of a vampire.

Less than a hundred priests, fighting among countless vampires, blocking the tide of vampires with scars on their bodies, and using their bodies to become the holy city and the most solid fortress of mankind.