With the generation of the three flying swords "Sword Screen", the zombie was in front of Zhang Wei, and with a few streamers, it flashed and turned into pieces of minced meat on the ground.

With the targeted killing of the rusty sword and the black sword, the swift zombies that were originally hidden in the corpse group and wanted to sneak attack were all killed, and Zhang Wei also walked towards the door step by step under the protection of the three cyan small swords.

The man held a half-cut wooden stick and watched from the sidelines, his eyes deep.

"Keep up with this fat 。。。。。。 Sword Immortal! The man thought for a moment and said differently.

The originally loose defense line was also quickly stabilized with the addition of Zhang Wei, and the defense line had retreated to the position covered by the corridor on the floor.

And the people upstairs couldn't do it anymore if they wanted to throw things down, and many of the people who were slow to react also regretted not taking this opportunity.

The woman surnamed Song sat on the ground, and the soreness of her arms couldn't help but pull the corners of her eyes.

From his bosom, he took out the half of the cigarette that he had extinguished before, which was not a good brand, but it was hard to find a cigarette in the last days.

A benefactor who was standing on the side to watch the excitement borrowed a fire, and the woman surnamed Song took a cigarette in her mouth and tore a gap from the corner of her mouth on the other side.

"Whew~"

Slowly exhaling the smoke in his mouth, it's not that he doesn't want to hold it with his hands, but the main thing is that his hands really don't have much strength, so he can only use this lame way.

The smoke covered the woman's face again.

The benefactor on the side glanced at her obliquely, did not speak, he still had palpitations when he saw the crazy actions of this girl before, and she threw down wooden boxes, wooden cabinets, and even iron utensils.

Her skinny arms were still shaking unconsciously, but when she thought she was going to be angry, the unprecedented calm was indescribable.

After today, it is estimated that no one will be able to please her anymore! The benefactor was silent.

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Zhang Wei led the team all the way to the door of the building, and there was a variety of but smelly zombie corpses lying behind him.

The eyes of the people behind him were a little hot when they looked at Zhang Wei, and the little minion was even more on fire in his eyes, even Zhang Wei could feel a blazing gaze from behind, and his back felt a little hot from the burning.

But Zhang Wei didn't have time to care about these now, firstly, there was not much energy left in his body, but more importantly, he felt the third thought。。。。。。

As soon as the thought fell, it was accompanied by a long roar.

A strange demon sword with a wide head and tail, a slightly thinner middle, a Dawson red blood line engraved on the sword body, and even the hilt of the sword was pitch red, suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Wei, just hanging there, the tip of the sword pointed at Zhang Wei's eyebrows, not giving an inch.

Zhang Wei looked at the demon sword and didn't speak, Zhang Wei didn't speak, and the demon sword couldn't speak, so the two were in a stalemate.

The people behind him followed to the door and didn't know what was going on when they saw this scene, and no one dared to bother the fat man with big eyes and staring at each other.

The half-cut rusty sword and the slender black sword that were still in front also felt the arrival of the weird demon sword. Each turned around in an arc and turned back to Zhang Wei's side, and the two swords, which were originally faintly opposed, floated beside Zhang Wei at this time, one left and one right, and the blade pointed directly at the demon sword, and a trace of hatred for the enemy could be seen.

And the three small swords that originally guarded Zhang Wei didn't seem to be able to stand the aura oppression of the three bigwigs, and they ran away with a sad cry to take over the work of the previous two bigwigs.

The weird demon sword didn't seem to care about the rusty sword and the black sword at all, and pointed at Zhang Wei motionlessly.

Zhang Wei held on for a few more seconds, then suddenly let out a sigh of relief and was defeated.

"I'm convinced! There is also a person who admits that the Lord comes up and comes to get off the horse, what kind of world! Zhang Wei complained about this, muttering resentfully.

But if you are not happy, you still have to honestly stretch out your hand:

"Big guy, you are a cow batch, you can choose which one you want, just 。。。。。。 with a tap"

"it!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wei howled, jumped up, and hit his head on the door frame more than three meters high.

"it!" Zhang Wei scolded angrily again, and squatted on the ground with the back of his hand pressing his forehead.

The eyes of a group of people behind him are about to pop out, the door frame is more than three meters high, ordinary people have a hard time reaching it, if you are not mistaken, this fat man seems to have hit his head!

Will all "pigs" fly now?

The body of the demon sword shook, and it seemed to be extremely satisfied, and with a hum, he killed the zombie group, and the rusty sword and the black sword on both sides also turned around twice, and followed, but the two swords were far away from the demon sword, and a large area in the center of the courtyard was left to the blood-red demon sword.

The three small swords naturally flew back again, drawing circles around Zhang Wei weakly.

"Damn,,。。。。。。" Zhang Wei squatted on the ground, regardless of whether he repeated it or not, and a series of foul words spit out of his mouth.

After this bastard cut the only good finger of his left hand, he was not satisfied, and cut all the four good fingers of the other right hand, and now Zhang Wei's two hands are symmetrical, and there is no good finger.

What the hell is this pig raised, and he eats more than the other five swords combined.

Zhang Wei was a little uncomfortable, the pig he called, ah no, the sword, had to be fed with tears.

As the three swords joined the battlefield, the zombies quickly fell like wheat harvesters.

Although the new weird blood-colored demon sword gave Zhang Wei a dismount when it came up, and the amount of food was still large, it was also the most efficient.

Flying up and down in the courtyard, clouds of blood mist exploded in a chain where the demon sword passed.

None of the zombies within its range were intact, their heads exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and their bodies were cut into pieces of minced flesh.

The demon sword looks extremely murderous, and in just a few moments, it has killed more on its own than the rusty sword and the black sword combined.

Zhang Wei stood up, looked at the fierce demon sword in the courtyard, calmed his mind, coughed lightly and walked out.

The people behind him were originally surprised by the power of the new sword, but looking at the unhealed blood lines on the fingers of Zhang Wei's back, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch, and their minds were full of images of a three-meter-high "flying fat pig".

But I have to say that thanks to Zhang Wei's joining, the pressure on everyone in the courtyard is much less.

Zero's tense nerves were also relieved a lot, but the burning pain in his back and right hand showed that there was inflammation in the wound.

Niu Ben's mane had long been wet with sweat, sticking to his body one by one, like a broken sack.

Originally, seeing that Zhang Wei finally had the ability and the qualification to survive in this last world, plus with the help of Zhang Wei, the pressure was reduced a lot, Niu Ben was originally very happy, but now when he saw that Zhang Wei was still there with his hands behind his back, he was angry.

"Dead fatty, hurry up, don't force me to beat you with my fists later, do you think your broken swords can resist my axes?" Niu Ben shouted a little angrily.

Who knew that the demon sword seemed to understand human language, and after listening to Niu Ben's words, he actually let go of the zombie in front of him, and a red light appeared on Niu Ben's face in a flash, wiped his eyelids and flew over, and took away a few eyelashes.

"Holy!" Niu Ben was startled, and was so frightened that he took a few steps back, only to kick Li Hu behind him.

Li Hu, who was very majestic and a head taller than Zhang Wei, was kicked away by Niu Ben's hooves and fell to the ground like a child.

Seeing this, Niu Ben hurriedly pulled Li Hu up, and kept saying sorry in the face of the other party's angry eyes.

"This dead fat man, are you going to crush me in the future!" Niu Ben thought wistfully, he didn't suspect that the demon sword was cut off the direction or something, obviously playing tricks on himself.

Niu Ben glanced at the demon sword with a little anger, and the demon sword stood up in mid-air as if he felt Niu Ben's gaze, and the sword body shook slightly at Niu Ben twice.

A picture suddenly appeared in Niu Ben's mind: Zhang Wei stretched out a short and fat finger, shook it at Niu Ben, and smiled cheaply: "Old Niu, you can't do it!" ”

"I'm X!" Niu Ben gritted his teeth angrily, but he didn't say anything, after all, that sword was exactly the same as Zhang Wei's cheapness, and he wouldn't necessarily do anything next time.

Zhang Wei got cheap, and he didn't dare to buy it anymore, he was also afraid that Niu Ben would beat him, don't look at the demon sword now as if it was angry for him, in fact, it was just revenge for the old cow for looking down on it.

Just the cheapness of the demon sword, maybe if Lao Niu really beats him at that time, he will watch the excitement on the side, Zhang Wei doesn't dare to bet on Niu Ben's fist headache.

As for being as cheap as himself, Zhang Wei never thought about it, being cheap is the demon sword's own business, what does it have to do with him, a new sword immortal.

Reconnect with the three flying swords and take over control of the flying swords. Zhang Wei felt the energy in his body, and there were only one or two left in ten percent.

A wave of dizziness and a slight tingling pain began to hit Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei snorted and didn't dare to rub it anymore, and hurriedly drove the flying sword to open a bloody path and merge with Zero and the others.

"How do you get it now?" Zhang Wei ignored Niu Ben's angry eyes on the side and asked towards zero.

Zero didn't speak, but looked at Zhao Qinchuan first.

Zhao Qinchuan didn't shirk either, and shouted loudly: "One-third of the people, go to the back of the building and plug the gap, Li Hu, you also follow, and the rest of the people, follow us and send them out of the gate of the shelter!" ”

After listening to Zhao Qinchuan's words, no one raised any objections, and about one-third of the people quickly separated and followed Li Hu towards the back of the building, and the rest followed the leading man to gather with Zero and kill them towards the door.

Zhao Qinchuan pursed his mouth: "Niu Ben, and that little fat 。。。。。。 Sword-wielder, open the way! ”

Zhang Wei hesitated: I'll go, who will play the sword!

Glaring at Zhao Qinchuan angrily, Zhang Wei didn't talk nonsense to him, just shot out with three swords, and the constant dizziness and tingling made him feel that his head was about to explode.

Niu Ben also forcibly raised his strength, took a deep breath, and swung his axe towards the corpses.