Zhao Yan walked up to the second floor with Zhao Miao's support, squinted at Wang Bao and the others who surrounded the entire apartment, cleared his throat, and said, "Hey, downstairs, yes, it's you, let's discuss something, put down your arms and surrender, how about I let you be the captain of the persuasion team?" ”

Zhao Yan appeared, Wang Bao and the others were in a little commotion, why did the person who was still unconscious just now appear in front of him.

"Bao, Brother Bao." The third child's weapon trembled a little, "No, didn't you just say that this Zhao Yan only has one breath left, what's going on?" ”

"We were betrayed, no, this must be a trap given to us by the surname Zhao." Wang Bao's palms were full of sweat, and he had gone through all the thirty-six strategies of Sun Tzu's Art of War in his head, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had fallen into Zhao Yan's ambush.

But Zhao Yan didn't know anything, he just woke up and compared the time.

"Third child, we guess we have been calculated, there is no turning back arrow when we open the bow, take Zhao Yan down, and fight to break the net!"

Wang Bao put on a miserable and calculated posture of a hero's end, "Zhao Yan, you despicable villain, calculate us and wait, even if I Wang Bao dies today, I will never let you succeed!" Brothers, kill the thief Zhao and walk the way of heaven! ”

"Kill the thief! Walk the way of heaven! More than 300 awakened people chanted together, and the momentum was not small.

Zhao Yan and Bai Longjia stared at each other at this time, and they didn't understand where Wang Bao's grief and anger came from.

"The drama is on the body, anyway, it's the right fight." As soon as Zhao Yan raised his hand, five green zombies and hatred fell from the sky, crying and calling for his mother below.

"Don't mess up, don't mess around! He's only alone, and if he's afraid of anything, he'll rush up with me! Wang Bao quickly sorted out the situation, he knew that it was useless to kill these undead, the most important thing was to kill the main master.

"Flame Rhino!" Wang Bao exerted his strength with his legs, rushed to the second floor like a cannonball, and the spirit general behind him appeared, and the two big knives came straight towards Zhao Yan together.

Zhao Yan was unhurried, he had already reached the third order level, he could completely ignore Wang Bao's threat, even if he had activated the spirit general.

"Dogs can't change things that eat, and they dare to appear in front of Lao Tzu!" Before Zhao Yan could move, a figure behind him had already rushed out.

Wang Jun, who was originally menacing, saw Yang Zaixing coming with a gun, and instantly withered in half, he knew the horror of this killing god better than everyone present.

"Retreat, retreat, you waste, why don't you even know the enemy's intelligence!" Wang Jun touched Yang Zaixing, and then dragged Wang Bao backwards with the force of recoil.

If the host dies, the spirit will also disappear, so even if Wang Jun hates Wang Bao for being incompetent, he has to keep him back.

"Wang Jun dog thief, there is a kind of two tricks with your Grandpa Yang, Lao Tzu doesn't poke your dozens of holes to avenge Yue Shuai, Yang Zaixing wrote three words upside down!"

Yang Zaixing chased after him, no one could stop him, and an iron spear was like a god descending from heaven, setting off a bloody storm.

Yang Chengshu wanted to speak and stopped, acting without authorization was indeed not in line with her consistent style.

"Go if you want, Youwei, you can go with her too, I'm afraid it will be a little troublesome if he runs away."

Zhao Yan did not mean to criticize Yang Chengshu, Wang Jun's reputation in history is not good, the official is Yue Fei's former deputy commander, because Zhang Xian's law enforcement is strict, he is resentful, and provides Qin Hui with "evidence" of Yue Fei's rebellion, and has become a veritable sinner through the ages.

If Yang Chengshu told Yang Zaixing the back story, Zhao Yan would not be embarrassed to criticize others, and the hatred of the country and the family would not let people do it, which would be a little unkind.

"Brother Bao lured those two monsters away, everyone attacked together, and we will win if we kill Zhao Yan!" Below, Wang Bao's three elders commanded loudly, and the actions of the abomination were not agile, and the deterrent power was not enough to make them collapse.

Some of the awakened who reacted began to attack Zhao Yan, and the colorful attacks hit the bone shield, splashing bursts of sparks and debris.

"Dragon Armor," Zhao Yan smiled happily, "You can also go down and kill, I remember that you don't have any experience in fighting humans." ”

Bai Longjia's throat moved, and his smile was a little dry: "General, if I go down, if someone sneaks up on your side..."

"Ten." Zhao Yan smiled even more happily, "I don't leave waste." ”

Bai Longjia looked at Zhao Yan's bright smile, his back was full of cold sweat, he knew extremely well that Zhao Yan could defeat all these hundreds of ordinary awakened people without the help of others, this was not a seizure of power at all, but a massacre.

"Dian Wei," Zhao Yan raised his hand to summon the black warrior, at this time Dian Wei had already changed most of his outfit, and the armor on his body stole an obvious oriental flavor.

"Congratulations to the lord for defeating the strong enemy and returning safely." Dian Wei knelt on one knee as a sign of respect.

"I'm not able to come back because of you," Zhao Yan patted Dian Wei's shoulder, I have to say that Dian Weisheng was a very correct choice in ancient times, this fierce face doesn't need makeup to play a robber in modern times.

"Go and clean up all that scum, my reincarnated Chiyou." Dian Wei laughed and jumped off the balcony, smashing all the obstacles in front of him like a halberd meat grinder.

Undead Summoning: Sword, Shield, Skeleton. Five third-order skeleton warriors joined the warband, and the three or four hundred people who had no discipline to speak of were no match for the undead warriors who were not afraid of death at all.

The touch of the swamp, the resurrection of bones. Zhao Yan unleashed a spell without scruples, and the resurrection of white bones could summon the newly dead creatures in the form of skeletons, but the rank would drop one or two orders compared to the previous life, and the magic power would disappear after a period of time.

The resurrection of white bones can be called one of the magic skills of the necromancer's team battle, after all, you can't withstand the decline in ability, and the more the enemy fights, the more you fight.

After countless ideological struggles, Bai Longjia incarnated as a dragon man and rushed into the crowd to fight recklessly, Tang Yuan pushed his glasses, he didn't like human cannibalism very much.

In ten minutes, more than half of the 300 people had been killed or wounded, and the rest finally couldn't stand the brutal battle and fled in all directions like crazy.

Let the undead chase and kill at will, Zhao Yan will no longer interfere, and it is really difficult for more than 100 people to run Zhao Yan away.

"That's it," Zhao Yan stretched, "and when Youwei and the others come back, it'll be over." ”

Tang Yuan drew a few strokes in the notebook, and the process and result were within his expectations, after all, the rabble was just a rabble, and it was difficult to become a big tool.

On the other side, the battlefield pursued by Yang Zaixing.

Wang Jun and Wang Bao are already running with the strength of milk, in all fairness, Wang Jun can become the deputy commander of the former army of the Yue family, and naturally it is not a wine bag and rice bag. It's a pity that people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away, and this ability is only the difference between one shot and two shots in front of Yang Zaixing.

Suddenly, a spear suddenly appeared from the shadows, Wang Jun reacted the fastest, and pushed Wang Bao away, and the sand that should have penetrated Wang Bao's chest only left a wound in his abdomen.

Wang Bao screamed, and Wang Jun slashed horizontally with a knife, forcing Fan Nannan in the shadows to show his figure.

Fan Nannan, who was already injured, was naturally not Wang Jun's opponent, but unfortunately, less than half a minute was enough for Yang Zaixing, who was chasing after him, to catch up with the two who had been on the run for a long time.

"Wang Diao'er, I can't run, ah, I can run!" Yang Zaixing's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, Wang Jun is commonly known as Diao'er, so he is also known as Wang Diao'er.

"Yang Zaixing, don't bully people too much!" Wang Jun, who knew that he was cornered, was also stimulated by his blood, although this wing was treacherous and cold, but after all, he was also a general.

"Eating things inside and outside, dare to say that it is too deceitful?" Yang Zaixing stabbed Wang Jun in the throat with a shot, Wang Jun resisted with a knife, and Wang Jun, who was slammed with a strong shot, retreated again and again.

The strength of the spirit general is related to the ability of the spirit general, the stronger the ability to be a spirit general, the stronger the strength of the spirit general, in addition, the support given by the host is also one of the strength criteria of the spirit general.

Wang Jun, who received the next shot, was all dead, and his strong desire to survive made him play extraordinarily, his body leaned back, his legs were rounded, and a difficult dodge action dodged Yang Zaixing's second shot.

Seeing this, Yang Zaixing used the gun as a stick and smashed it hard, Wang Jun held the knife with his left hand, trying to resist a shot, but unfortunately there was a huge disparity in strength, and Yang Zaixing, who had amazing arm strength, actually smashed Wang Jun's spirit knife from it.

On the other side, Gan Youwei had already subdued Wang Bao, and Fan Nannan and Yang Chengshu watched the play calmly.

"Finished?" Gan Youwei looked at Wang Jun, who had turned into white smoke, and also stabbed Wang Bao, who was already paralyzed to the ground.

"What do you do?" Yang Chengshu couldn't react in time, and was splashed with blood, which frightened her so much that her face turned pale.

"What are you going to do with this kind of person? Cubs? Gan Youwei was calm, and Yang Chengshu was about to say something, but was interrupted by a shrill siren.

The sound is in the ears, and the sound beckons the soul.