Although the distance has been widened, although the machete thrown by the opponent is not poised for action, the current angle and the wind pressure brought by the flight of the machete have already made Wang Qi in the air have a feeling of inescapability. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Bone Spirit Glove had turned into a long rope that dragged the two forward, and Wang Qi could only grasp the helmet on his face with his empty left hand, and use the Soul Fire Master to transform it into an arm shield that was only two feet in size.

After all, he didn't dare to use his body to directly take this knife, although the defeated battle body also has a good defense against the damage of the slash, but Wang Qi believed that if he was really slashed by this knife, the heavy one would be cut in half, and the light one would be cut off.

With all the strength of his body, he slapped the arm shield to the side of the machete, and the piercing sound of impact was accompanied by a tremendous force. Wang Qi's arm was weak, but his heart sank, because at the moment of collision just now, the elbow joint of his left arm couldn't withstand such an impact and dislocated.

What's worse is that despite the cushion of this blow, the castration of the machete has not been stopped or changed, and it is still slashing towards Wang Qi's lower body.

"I'm coming!"

Just when Wang Qi thought that his legs would not be spared, a pair of slender hands suddenly reached out from behind him, grabbed his dislocated left arm that had bounced off, and slapped the arm shield once again at the blade that was already close at hand.

"Bell-"

With a loud bang like a bell, the two huge forces collided, and the whirling machete finally lost its strength and was bounced in the other direction. And the bodies of Wang Qi and Wang Qi also deviated from the original landing point under the shock of this impact, and fell directly against the small building.

With a drop of more than ten meters, Wang Qi did not dare to slack off, turned around and protected Shao Xiaoyu, who had already woken up, in his arms, and fell heavily to the ground with his back as a cushion.

There was a "boom", and the place where it landed was a small flower bed, and the mud was knocked out of a shallow pit, and the dust was flying. Rao has the protection of the defeated body, and this time he also choked Wang Qi enough. I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

Fortunately, Shao Xiaoyu in her arms was not injured, she got up and carried Wang Qi on her back as soon as possible, spread her legs and ran away from the stitching monster.

But at this time, those annoying zombies were attracted again, and in the streets and alleys, and even in the alleys and alleys between buildings, the screaming zombies were like perverts who had found **, and they surrounded them in high spirits. After a cursory sweep, there were no less than 100 zombies in the eye.

If it is placed in normal times, with Shao Xiaoyu's current strength, it is not difficult to kill more than 100 zombies. But now is not the time to entangle, even if it is only for a moment to be slowed down by this group of miscellaneous fish. The mountain of fleshy stitching monsters in the back caught up, and even if the two joined forces to fight hard, it was estimated that they would not be able to escape death.

"Wait, go over there!"

Wang Qi, who had recovered from the brief dizziness after the impact, patted Shao Xiaoyu on the shoulder, motioned for her to put herself down, and then pulled her to the side of the road.

Under the lamppost over there, a half-new Qianjiang 250-3 prince two-wheeled motorcycle was knocked over, and the owner of the car had already turned into a zombie, and he excitedly greeted the two when they saw them approaching.

"Get out of here!"

Without waiting for Wang Qi to make a move, Shao Xiaoyu had already started his small fist, and swept the zombie's temple with a swing fist, and then saw that the zombie was like being hit by a speeding car, flying out six or seven meters sideways, and slammed into a billboard on the side of the road, his whole head was shattered into a rotten watermelon, and a ball of soul fire was uncontrollably sucked into his body by Wang Qi over there.

Ignoring the approaching corpses, Wang Qi stepped forward to help up the motorcycle, his hands were spitting out, and the whole car was wrapped in it, only to see the tattered front of the car melt and deform in the flames, a hideous silver skull was reborn from the flames, and two sharp ramming horns protruded from the skull's forehead like demonic horns. The metal skeletal claws extend downwards into a pair of pillars that hold the wheels that burn like Hot Wheels.

A car like the Ghost Rider in the movie, the incomparably windy flame locomotive took shape in an instant.

And Wang Qi, who turned over in the car, had taken off his helmet, revealing the skull head burning with blue fire, which was simply a classic image in the movie and appeared vividly in front of Shao Xiaoyu's eyes.

"What a daze! Get in! ”

As soon as Shao Xiaoyu, who was staring at him with a strange face, he pulled into the back seat of the locomotive, and he didn't see Wang Qi bang the accelerator, and the skull-shaped flame locomotive let out a low roar of the engine, knocking the two zombies in front of him into the air, and then after a dashing drifting action, he rushed onto the street in the opposite direction to the stitching monster.

Driving the locomotive with one hand, the bone spirit glove that has been restored in his right hand is like a pistol, shooting sharp bone darts one after another, accurately killing a zombie that is trying to pounce on it, and what he can't avoid is to hit it head-on.

The two sharp corners of the skull-shaped front cover on the front of the car were already spinning like electric drills, and the zombies that were hit were like being trampled by angry bulls, and the scattered corpses were swept into the wheels of the flames.

The speed of the car was already more than 150 yards, and it was impossible for an ordinary motorcycle to move so easily on the streets of today's wreckage and crash scenes. However, the Flame Locomotive, under the control of the Soul Fire Master, can easily run over these obstacles, even over abandoned vehicles, or directly across the facades of buildings on both sides of the street.

"Wow! That's cool! ”

Shao Xiaoyu wrapped his hands around Wang Qi's waist, feeling the wind blowing on his face, and the speed of driving that was more exciting than a roller coaster. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

Wang Qi didn't say anything, or he didn't hear Shao Xiaoyu's sigh at all. The locomotive that pulls the wind and the cool driving skills correspond to the large consumption of soul fire energy. If it weren't for the roar of the stitching monster crashing through the building behind him, he would have wanted to find a place to park.

"Is there a small river north of the town?"

Reading Fang Weiqiang's memory, Wang Qi asked loudly.

"It's the Mo River, but the bridge across the river has been broken!"

Shao Xiaoyu hurriedly replied loudly, opening her mouth, and the oncoming wind blew her cheeks like leather pockets.

"It's better to break it, how to get over? Show the way! ”

The blue fire on Wang Qi's skull seemed to be swaying by the wind blowing in his face, and he quickly put the bone spirit helmet back on, covering his terrifying face.

Under Shao Xiaoyu's guidance, the locomotive made a sharp turn at the intersection in front of it and ran into an alley, leaving only a strip of self-burning car rolling.

And 800 meters behind the two, the huge stitching monster was brutally smashing the three vehicles that crashed together, and at the same time pulled up a metal lamppost from the ground with one hand, carried it behind him and continued to chase in the direction where Wang Qi and the two left.