Purple Star 399 and Purple Star 405 and several other Purple Star robots climbed down the city one after another, at this time, the outer wall of the east gate of Fuxing City has been beaten to tatters by necromantic rays, there is a lack of a piece in the east, and there is no corner in the west, and it is impossible for these intelligent robots to stand stupidly like those unconscious puppets and wait to be beaten.

Purple Star 405 stood on a tall rock, roughly counted the number of remaining soldiers, walked down and said, "399, we have less than 40,000 soldiers. ”

Purple Star 399 nodded, this number was not unexpected, but, why hadn't the reinforcements arrived yet?

Purple Star 399 looked at the head of the city, at this time, because there were too many dead robots, the height of the broken parts stacked was almost the same as the city wall, some blue light robots were ordered to throw those parts into the city, and of course, there were inevitably a few unlucky eggs who were hit by the core processor when picking up parts.

"Captain, retreat, it's too late if you don't leave..."Purple Star 522 covered the place where he was hit just now, and the first attack of the black-robed necromancer fell on him who was still performing outside the city at the time.

Zixing 535, who had come up with a bad idea just now, also persuaded: "Commander, if we don't withdraw, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape..."

"The reinforcements of the forest dove are unreliable, let's withdraw as soon as possible..."Purple Star 405 really couldn't stand the noise of this group of people, and he agreed with the opinions of this group of people, so he could only stand up and persuade him.

Purple Star 399 glanced at the few people present, and then turned his head to look at the ruined city wall.

"Withdraw!"

……

Feng Yin rushed to the west gate of Fuxing, and was relieved to see that the gate was closed, and there were no outsiders running out of the city now.

"It's good now, I can finally warm my hands." The third-level zombie who has been carrying a big knife, named Song Ziying, is a zombie corps squad leader.

Feng Yin looked at Song Ziying, "This group of outsiders has good strength, don't be careless." ”

"Got it, head of the regiment, I, Song Ziying, am a third-level zombie."

At this moment, the gate of Xicheng opened with a "squeak".

"Yo, Tuo Tuan Hongfu, this is the time to live!" Song Ziying blew a sigh, picked up the three-foot-long machete in his hand, and went straight to the city gate.

The purple outsider didn't expect that as soon as he got out of the city gate, he saw a zombie running towards him, and hurriedly pressed a button on his left hand, and with a "poof", a purple long sword about two feet long bounced out.

Song Ziying looked at the long sword popping out of the purple outsider's left arm, and said in her heart: Not bad! He began to speed up and run, kicked his legs less than a foot away from the enemy, raised his sword and jumped into the air, "bang" the long sword of the purple alien hurriedly stood up, and the electricity on his body quickly poured into his left arm.

"Hey... Unexpectedly... You outsider... The strength is quite strong..."The battle knife in Song Ziying's hand came with a huge force, making him lose that contempt.

Song Ziying forced the purple alien to take a step back, and then shook the battle knife in his hand again, and the soul energy in his body quickly poured into his right arm, making his right arm full of gray-black light.

The purple alien is also uncomfortable, how long has it been since he fought, the current of the whole body quickly poured into the left arm, and the purple long sword that was violently bumped and blurred a few points became more realistic.

After Song Ziying adjusted her state, she rushed towards the outsiders in a series of small steps.

The purple alien flicked the long sword in his left hand and ran along.

"Bang" The swords of the two collided again, the war knife in Song Ziying's hand retracted and went back, and the purple long sword swung towards Song Ziying's head because of Song Ziying's retraction.

Song Ziying lowered his head and dodged the outsider's swing of the sword, the blade of the war knife in his hand pointed upward, and he slammed upward, and the purple outsider had to give up this opportunity to kill the other party, and the long sword in his hand blocked the sword in his hand.

Seeing that it didn't work, Song Ziying lifted the war knife again and smashed it at the outsider's head, and the purple outsider waved his left hand, which was able to block the powerful and heavy war knife.

Song Ziying no longer had bells and whistles, but waved again and again, the purple alien kept retreating, and when he took four or five steps back, the core processor of the purple alien suddenly burst out with a powerful current, which knocked Song Ziying backwards.

Taking advantage of Song Ziying's backwards, the purple outsider stabbed the long sword in his hand into Song Ziying's throat.

Song Ziying, who was falling backwards, looked at the long sword that was about to pierce himself into a hole, and instantly the war knife in his hand was crooked, leaning towards the ground, and at the same time he raised his head, and the long sword with a "zizi" sound happened to cross his face.

Song Ziying's whole body lay down, and the left hand that did not hold the knife slammed to the ground, and then his right hand pulled out the war knife used to hold the ground in his hand, and it was a slash towards the long sword above his head.

The purple alien who didn't hit the target didn't have time, but the sheer force almost cut off the current poured into the sword.

The purple alien withdrew the lightsaber on his arm, and Song Ziying also successfully stood up straight, but neither of them immediately started a new round of fighting, Song Ziying because of the lying just now, the soul energy in his body became a little disordered, and he was quickly adjusting the direction of his soul energy at this time.

And the purple outsider because of Song Ziying's knock after knock just now, its core processor continued to heat up, when the lightsaber in his hand was waved away by Song Ziying, the core processor had already begun to alarm, and the colorless cryogenic liquid quickly cooled down the overheated core processor.

Song Ziying, who was adjusting his direction, looked at the purple alien in front of him, it was indeed different from the light blue aliens he had encountered before, and it was also possible that those light blue light outsiders were only abrupt, this was the first time he had encountered a melee outsider.

"You, very good," Song Ziying gave the purple outsider a thumbs up, and then slowly pointed down, "I'm better than you!" ”

It seemed that the purple outsider who had suffered a great humiliation, without waiting for the core processor to drop to a normal temperature, stabbed straight forward with the lightsabar in his left arm, and Song Ziying put the wide battle knife horizontally in front of him with his right hand, and the lightsaber stabbed on the spine of the war knife, and made a burst of sounds.

"Hmph, I can't stand this little agitation?" Song Ziying snorted coldly and picked the lightsaber away, and the immortal purple outsider continued to take the lightsaber with his left arm and swept it towards Song Ziying's shoulder.

Song Ziying's whole body moved to the left, avoiding this swing, and grabbed it with his left hand, and the dazzling lightsaber slashed a few marks on Song Ziying's sturdy fingers, Song Ziying didn't hold the lightsaber, so he slashed at the outsider's shoulder with a backhand.

It was not as smooth as cutting tofu with a knife, and Song Ziying felt like he had been cut on a very hard stone at this time, and only a little blade had cut into it.

When Song Ziying's war knife was pulled out and wanted to slash again, the purple alien finally remembered the defense, his left arm was quickly raised, and Song Ziying's war knife collided with the lightsaber again, but as soon as it made contact, the purple alien's lightsaber was bounced away by a huge force.

Unlike the pale blue light robot, the purple star robot is conscious, emotional, and it also has human-like sensors on its body, a groove cracked in the shoulder of the purple star robot, and a very thin black sensor fracture brought great pain to the purple star robot.

The Purple Star Robot lost its previous anger, and the coolant was smoothly poured on it, reducing the core processor to room temperature, and then slowly took a few steps back, and distanced itself from Song Ziying.

It's a pity that Song Ziying didn't intend to spare people after gaining power, so he held the knife in his right hand instead of holding the knife with both hands, and strode towards the purple foreigner.

The Purple Star Robot was eager to turn itself into a blue light robot at this time, its sensors were so sensitive that just breaking one of them would cause abnormal pain, and even the current that should have flowed to the left arm was in a fluctuating state.

Looking at the natives rushing towards him, the purple star robot quickly cut off all the sensors on his left shoulder, even the sensors that can command movement with the core processor did not let go, the purple lightsaber on the left arm quickly disappeared, and the laser emitter on the right arm began to charge.

Song Ziying, who was speeding forward, was clever, suddenly turned sideways, and a laser beam passed by, hitting the position where Song Ziying rushed forward just now.

Song Ziying was a little scared at the same time, but he was angry and shouted loudly: "You turtle grandson!" If you can't beat it in melee combat, you'll play yin with Lao Tzu! ”

It's a pity that he can only shout, although the left arm of the purple foreigner can't be used, but the left and right legs are still good, and he can run so fast, Song Ziying can only suffer behind his ass.

With a "bang", a laser beam hit again, Song Ziying had no choice but to stop his body, put the war knife in his hand in front of him, and the "pound" laser beam hit the wide knife surface, leaving a small pit on it.

Song Ziying looked at his war knife distressedly, this turtle grandson actually scratched his war knife, so he chased forward even harder.

The two of them just chase me and fight, and if you don't fight, I will chase again, and both parties want to kill each other quickly, and the other two groups of people watching the battle just do it.

Feng Yin and them were because they saw the number two person in the group, Song Ziying, and no one wanted to snatch the prey from him; And the Purple Star Robot that followed up also wanted to continue to rush up to support the colleague at first, but when they saw a group of indigenous soldiers waiting for them not far away, they all shrank up and didn't dare to go up, for fear that those indigenous troops would swarm their own people.

"Damn it! I shouldn't have come to Simon if I knew I wouldn't have come! One of the Purple Star robots watching the battle at the crack of the West City Gate said, "I knew that 399 must not have any good intentions, otherwise it would be impossible for him not to go with us!" ”

The purple star robot beside him said, "Okay, didn't we ask to go to the West Gate ourselves?" At this time, I began to resent the head of the group, and we can only blame ourselves for not having brains when we die here. ”

"The natives are not stupid, the West Gate is the closest place to Fangyue City, people don't block the West Gate, do they block the North Gate and the South Gate?"

"Uhh

"Now, we're all done!"