When the remnants of the Daredevil Cult survivors saw the living dead appear, their eyes revealed a feverish look, and they knelt down in the heavy rain, their hands on the ground, and shouted, "The clouds cover the day, the Night Demon is born!" The clouds cover the day, and the night demon is born! ”

The living dead didn't pay attention to their believers, and just locked Zhao Yi firmly with his gaze, "Human, I don't know why, I smell the smell of danger in you." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Humans? It's a rare title, weren't you human before? Zhao Yi asked with interest.

The living dead stared at Zhao Yi, "I feel ashamed that I was once a filthy human being, the decaying body, the filthy blood, all of this makes me unbearable. Luckily, the last days gave me the opportunity to become a life like no other, and my soul was liberated......"

Zhao Yi was tired for a while, but he didn't expect that this living dead was still a young man, he interrupted unceremoniously, "That's because you're dead, what kind of soul do you mention now." ”

The living dead jumped off the front of the truck, grabbed the hood of the truck and tore it off entirely, and with a single blow, the hood spun around and flew out.

Under the terrifying force, the hood screeched, cutting a trail in the rain, slashing off the entire roof of the off-road vehicle next to it, and then crashed into a container truck. The 2mm-thick side steel plate of the container truck container was smashed open, and the hood smashed directly into the cabin.

The survivors who had worn off had struggled to turn their necks, looking at the off-road vehicle that had been cut into an open top, and then looking at the thick git on the container, which was the length of a man, and they all felt the shadow of death grasp their necks, and breathing began to become difficult.

The Daredevil cultists saw the power of the living dead and became even more fanatical, kneeling on the ground in front of the living dead, unable to get up for a long time.

The living dead pointed to Qin Huamao's armored car and said to Zhao Yi, "If you are willing to hand him over to me, I can let all of you live." ”

It seems that this living dead has encountered a witch before and knows the potential of a witch. Perhaps it was because he had sucked the blood of the witches that he would become much more powerful than the living dead Duan Yongyuan he had encountered at the beginning, Zhao Yi couldn't help but guess.

Although the living dead spoke hoarsely, his voice was really not small, not only Zhao Yi and the survivors could hear it, but even the soldiers of the Jibu Company could hear it.

Qin Huamao has great prestige in the Jibu Company, and he is quite supported by everyone, and a small soldier shouted in the internal channel, "This grandson is also two shoulders against one head, afraid that he will be a bird, him!" ”

Two armoured vehicles then responded to his call in time, firing semi-automatic rapid-fire guns, chain guns, and 7.62mm side-by-side machine guns, sweeping towards the living dead.

Just as the little soldier shouted, the ears of the living dead trembled slightly, and then he suddenly exerted his strength, and his body drew a broken line and ran wildly towards Jibu Lian. The speed of the living dead was extremely fast, and there were afterimages in the shaking from side to side.

The bullet chains used in the armored vehicles of the Infantry Company are all general-purpose bullet chains made in accordance with federal standards, with an average of one tracer bullet in every five rounds. The purpose of tracer bullets is to assist the shooter to correct the aiming target when the light source is insufficient, and the brightness can even make the night vision goggles unable to withstand their brightness.

It was precisely because of the presence of tracer bullets that the various weapons of the three armored vehicles were shot into a bright barrage, but the living dead rushed out in a dense range of bullets, and the bullets hit only some of his afterimages.

The distance of more than 100 meters was only a few leaps of breath for the living dead, and such a little time was too late for most of the soldiers of the Jibu Company to react.

When there were still twenty or thirty meters left, the living dead let out a long roar, no longer swaying from side to side, but rushed straight towards the armored car where the little soldier was. His body swept through the rain curtain, and it actually let out a long whistle like a train whistle, pulling out an air passage without rain in the rain curtain!

The air passage was almost fleeting, but it was enough to hold the breath of the survivors who witnessed it, and the Daredevil cultists were thrilled as if they were about to faint at any moment.

The living dead rushed to the side of the armored vehicle with lightning speed, and pointed like a knife, about to plunge into the protective armor of the armored car, and completely crush the weak human who dared to attack him.

At this time, the little soldier had closed his eyes in despair, and it had only been a few seconds since he shouted, but these few seconds were about to become the last moments of his life.

Just as the little soldier was waiting to die, the living dead suddenly jumped backwards and jumped away from the iron-like armored car in a posture that defied the laws of physics.

Survivors who are close and well-eyed can see a white light around the living dead at the touch of a button, as if the lightning light is flickering and disappearing.

The soldiers of the Jibu Company were completely shocked by the actions of the living dead just now, and none of them even thought of shooting at him again.

The living dead didn't care at all about the various heavy weapons that were close at hand, they just stared at Zhao Yi, and there was a white sword light hovering up and down beside Zhao Yi, like a divine dragon flying.

Even if the living dead were already a dead man, he was almost scared out of a cold sweat just now.

Just as he was about to tear open the tin can in front of him, he felt the cold air on his face, and the lightning flew between his ears and eyes.

The survivors in the car next to Zhao Yi watched all this, as if in a dream, this, is this the strength of the Heavenly Master?

The living dead was not in the mood to sigh, the horror in his heart was like a huge wave, "Flying sword, it turned out to be a Taoist flying sword!" Before the end of the world, I read wild history novels, thinking that the flying sword was just a novelist's words, and I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true.

God, since you have made me an existence beyond human beings, you should let me step on their bones to achieve great things, why do you want me to meet such a ruthless person who takes people's heads thousands of miles away! Both Shengyu and He Shengliang. Both Shengyu and He Shengliang! ”

His dead brain began to rac, forcing himself to think back to the days before the end of the world.

What are the flying swords that were recorded in the notes of the ancients in the past, by the way, the things that are in the yin, the things that are filthy!

Locust wood? Black dog blood? Don't even think about these things, there's nowhere to find them. What's more, what's more, that's right, geranium! Riding a horse!

The white light flying sword beside Zhao Yi was released, forcing the living dead to be quite embarrassed, and he relied on all kinds of vehicles around him to dodge, otherwise he would have been killed on the spot.

This is also the reason why Zhao Yi did not reach the realm of exorcism and could not be assassinated by the soul, relying on the Yuan Force to control the sword, he could not always be mellow and wishful between operations, which made the living dead support for a long time.

There was a strange light in the eyes of the living dead, although he had been tired of running for his life, but in fact, he was slowly approaching Zhao Yi with his strange and swift body. He recognized that although Zhao Yi's swordsmanship was subtle, he was not good at close combat, as long as he approached within ten meters of him, he could capture him with one hand.

At the same time, his nose twitched, and with the help of the sense of smell that the living dead had more powerful than the zombies, he was keenly aware that a certain woman in a car next to him was in the red tide of the moon. As long as you get close to her in dodge and take the opportunity to take her riding cloth, you can defile the flying sword with it, and turn defeat into victory!

But there is only one chance, and he must take it.

Just as he was slowly gathering momentum and preparing to fight back, a chance glimpse of a scene made him almost lose his soul.

Zhao Yi put another golden sword pill in his hand, and the sword pill rolled in his palm, and it had already turned into a flying sword, about three inches long, as wide as a leek leaf, bright and shiny, and the golden light around the body was like a flame.

He even has one!

The living dead didn't care about trying to snatch the horse cloth again, and accelerated suddenly, rushing straight at Zhao Yi!

Desperately taking a few flying swords, he also has to approach this Taoist, if he is allowed to shoot with both swords, where will he still be killed. Anyway, his recovery ability is amazing, as long as there is enough blood, no matter how serious the injury is, he can recover.

What's more, although the flying sword is sharp, its size is limited after all, and it is not as long as chopsticks, as long as it does not hit the head, he has a chance to turn the tables.

The living dead once again pulled their breath through the rain and rushed up with thunderous speed. But he is fast, the flying sword is faster, and the white light flashes, and the flying sword is already approaching.

The living dead only had time to deflect his head, and the flying sword instantly pierced his shoulder, and the sharp gold qi raged in his body, even if he had already lost his pain, he couldn't help but snort.

There is still a chance, but it is only seven or eight meters away from Zhao Yi!

As soon as Zhao Yi raised his hand, the golden sword light rose into the air, and together with the white sword light, it came straight towards him like a double dragon.

He struggled to twist and leap as he ran, and the golden and white sword light passed through his shoulder, and when they struck, there was a loud sound.

The living dead were overjoyed in their hearts, although their right shoulder had been completely stirred up by the qi of Ruijin, but the left arm could still be moved, the key was that Zhao Yi was close at hand, and he could be caught at his fingertips!

Just when his left palm was bent like a claw and buckled towards Zhao Yi's neck, he saw that Zhao Yi's eyes were full of indifference, and there was no trace of panic.

He secretly screamed badly, but before he could react, Zhao Yi's left palm swept, and Kun Tuyuan Force hit him in the chest, breaking eight of his twelve ribs together.

At the same time, Zhao Yi's right hand popped out a finger wind, and with a soft "snort", the fire yuan force evaporated all the surrounding rainwater, and in the dense steam, the finger wind penetrated from under the ribs of the living dead and out from the shoulder blades.

The deadliest attack came from behind, and the seriously injured living dead could no longer dodge the golden and white sword qi.

He roared unwillingly, "The shaft mistook me!" The flying sword circled around his neck, and his round head rolled to the ground.