Although Mo Yan was now controlled by bloodlust, he was not panicking at all, at this time he thought of someone, he must have a way.

"Ghost doctor, what should I do?"

Mo Yan thought that there was still a doctor living in his quantum space.

At this stall, the Wolf King of the Horse Hell saw that Mo Yan was trapped, and now was the best opportunity to take him away, wanting to take Mo Yan over before the other seven dragon kings attacked.

The ghost doctor was awakened, lazily looking like he had just woken up, handed Mo Yan a pill, and said.

"I knew you were going to be like this, and I was ready for you a long time ago."

Mo Yan didn't care what it was, he stuffed it into his mouth at once, and the thing given by the ghost doctor must not be very bad.

Lin Feng watched Mo Yan being besieged by two thousand people in the middle, and the thoughts in his heart returned to the Alien Spirit Continent, that painful memory, this is a memory that he can't erase for the rest of his life, and he has to remember it for a lifetime.

Memories of a friend's rib stick.

"I want to go!"

Zhuang rushed forward with an arrow, and the long sword in his hand was already on her neck.

"Come with me."

Zhen Xue didn't act rashly, but there was no fear in her eyes.

"Okay, I'll go with you, don't embarrass them."

Zhuang's expression finally relaxed a little, and he was about to hold Zhen Xue hostage, when noisy footsteps suddenly sounded at both ends of the street, followed by bursts of roaring and howling.

"Whew......"

"Whew......"

After only a while, the road at both ends of the street was blocked, and several people subconsciously joined each other, this was their tacit understanding after a long battle, Lin Qian and the other six people stood with their backs together, only Zhuang held Zhen Xue hostage and was a few steps away from them.

Yan Pu's face was solemn and said, "Okay, no one can leave now." ”

On both sides of the street are residential buildings, which isolate the streets between them and are somewhat lonely.

The two ends were blocked, and the depressing momentum began to spread to everyone's hearts, and the black pressure on a piece of human heads, like a swarm of wriggling ants, covered the forest trunk.

"Lin Feng, what should I do?" Li Yuan asked.

"What can I do, I can only kill it!" Lin Feng exhaled lightly, helpless but firm.

Looking at the retreat road that was blocked in front and back, Zhuang held a tungsten steel sword in his hand and shouted.

"Come on!"

A chill flashed in Zhuang's eyes, and he put Dong Ming's sword behind his back, and his right hand tightly grasped the tungsten steel sword he had dedicated to, and Zhuang's momentum suddenly increased.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" Zhuang gritted his teeth fiercely.

I saw that he was carrying a pair of swords, pointing at the back of Zhen Xue's neck with a sword in one hand, and said coldly.

"Let's go!"

Lin Feng and the others saw that Zhuang was still bent on going his own way, so they directly escorted Zhen Xue in front of them and walked towards the end of the street, where there was a large group of medicine corpses blocking the intersection.

"Zhuang, don't go!"

Everyone dissuaded one after another, but it had no effect, and Zhuang and Zhen Xue walked over without looking back.

"He's crazy!"

Yan Puguang felt his scalp tingle when he looked at the swarming medicine corpses, not to mention that Zhuang was going to rush over single-handedly, and he had to take someone with him.

Everyone wondered why this person was so stubborn and cold.

Xiaolong also sighed again and again: "He is crazy, not only does he not take anyone in his eyes, but he also does not put himself in his eyes!" ”

"This kind of person is the most terrifying!" Dong Ming, Lin Feng and the others gathered together, ready to fight the medicine corpse, but they were not as strong as Zhuang alone.

Lin Feng looked at the situation, and he couldn't help but feel a little bottomless, with so many medicinal corpses, how to finish killing, not to mention that these people had been fighting for days and were exhausted.

Zhuang held the long sword in his hand and left everyone with a proud back, and Lin Qian and the others looked again, and they were already submerged in the street by the medicine corpse.

Yan Pu was shocked: "He really went alone!" ”

He really didn't know how Zhuang managed to be so determined to let his life be regarded as a mustard by himself.

Hundreds of medicine corpses stood in front of Zhuang, Zhen Xue walked in front of Zhuang, and a red-eyed medicine corpse immediately pounced.

"Whew!"

The strange thing is that Zhen Xue did not have any frightened expression, and her expression was still indifferent.

Zhuang Zheng stabbed out with a sword to relieve her of being pounced, but unexpectedly, the red-eyed medicine corpse in front of Zhen Xue suddenly turned around and threw himself at Zhuang's body when he was a foot away from Zhen Xue.

Zhuang said coldly: "Look for death!" Then a sword struck out, and the long sword made a sharp sword sound in the air.

"Boom!"

The sword rose and fell, and I saw that the neck of this medicine corpse was vulnerable under Zhuang's sword.

In Dong Ming's opinion, the stiff head was actually cut off by Zhuang Yijian, such a disparity in strength, Dong Ming and they didn't see it.

What they saw was that Zhuang and Zhen Xuebei were submerged in the group of medicine corpses, and if they were to believe that they were unscathed, Yan Pu and the others could not do it.

Everyone's eyes stopped at the group of medicine corpses surrounded by Zhuang, and they were secretly worried in their hearts.

However, Zhuang doesn't need any worries from others, and he won't appreciate it, only he is the most reliable in his eyes.

When Zhuang cut off the head of a medicine corpse under the sword, many medicine corpses had already rushed out in front of him and surrounded him.

"Whew......"

To Zhuang's surprise, all the medicine corpses were coming for themselves, and whenever those medicine corpses approached Zhen Xue, they would always turn their heads and rush towards Zhuang.

"Boom......"

A large number of medicinal corpses impacted Zhuang, and soon scattered Zhuang and Zhen Xue.

Seeing this opportunity, Zhen Xue slowly stepped back, trying to get rid of Zhuang's control.

Zhuang found out as soon as possible, which was also what he expected, and he did not chase Zhen Xue back as soon as possible, but was entangled with the medicine corpse in front of him.

"Whew......"

The red-eyed medicine corpse with fast movements was in the innermost layer, standing slowly on the outer layer, surrounding Zhuang several times inside and out.

"Huh."

Zhuang Yijian pierced into the skull of one of the red-eyed medicine corpses, and the tungsten steel sword pierced out almost unhindered, and the red and white mixed liquid in the skull splashed out, stained with Zhuang's sound.

However, Zhuang, who has always loved cleanliness, suddenly doesn't care about these things, he has always been a cold-blooded grim reaper, and the sword in his hand is the lock that hooks the soul, and where he passes, he will definitely die.

On the faces of the white-eyed medicine corpses full of maggots and wriggling, some larvae had just begun to emerge from the skins of those medicine corpses.

The sword eyebrows were upside down, his expression was solemn, and he kept shuttling among the medicine corpses.

"Huh!" Zhuang stabbed with a sword, squeezing out the eyeballs of a white-eyed medicine corpse.

"Whew!"

Zhuang was about to draw his sword and come out, and a medicine corpse behind him also followed, thinking of biting Zhuang on the neck with a foul-smelling mouth.

Zhuang has long been accustomed to this smell, especially when he brought Yulan back, he has been fighting bloodily for so long, and he has already practiced the ability to be in danger.

Seeing Zhuang turn to one side slightly, he dodged, and then kicked his right foot back on the sword shell behind him.

"Smack!"

The tungsten steel sword in the sword shell behind him was shocked and flew out of the sword shell, and then slowly fell beside Zhuang.

At the same time, Zhuang turned, swept with his right foot, and kicked the hilt of the sword.

I saw that this sword flew behind me like an arrow from the string, and the movements were done in one go, flowing smoothly.

……

There used to be people who treated Lin Feng with such sincere friends, but now, he was the only one left.

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