Seeing the Hui'an Zen Staff striking with a thunderous force, a pair of blue eyes of the commander suddenly lit up, and an invisible shield composed of spiritual power appeared in front of him.

With a loud bang, the Hui'an Zen staff slammed into the shield, and the two figures bounced backwards like balls colliding together.

Hui An was not surprised to see more blue blood flowing from the commander's facial features, and sensing that although the opponent's shield fluctuated violently, it did not shatter under his staff. Although his staff is a combination of his own strength and divine power, and then uses his unique skills to concentrate all his power in one point to burst, its power is more than the destructive power of a rocket explosion, but the shield that the commander has laid this time only needs to protect his own body, which is much stronger than the shield used to protect the entire house before.

At this moment, his figure flew upside down and smashed into a stalker. The stalker didn't know whether it was instinctive or driven by the commander, and raised a pair of sharp claws and slammed them into the back of Hui'an's heart.

Although Fang Cai's hard fight shocked Hui'an's qi and blood, the "Yi Jin Sutra" he practiced was extremely magical, and people quickly spit it out a few times in the air, and their qi and blood had calmed down. Sensing the attack behind him, he didn't look back, and the Zen staff shoveled out with his backhand, and the extremely sharp moon blade shovel at the end of the staff was on the stalker's neck, and it simply shoveled its head away. Then his legs bent and stretched, and his feet slammed into the chest of the headless corpse, kicking the corpse and smashing it into the two last hunters, but his body shot forward with the force, flying above the head of the commander who had just fixed his body, and held his Zen staff high and smashed it with the falling momentum of his body.

After a battle just now, Hui An further affirmed that the strength of this commander was indeed at a low point, and it was simply different from the Outer Heaven Demon in his previous life, which added a few chances of victory in his heart.

This time, the commander no longer fought hard with Hui'an, when the Zen staff fell, its body drifted backwards as if it was being pulled by an invisible rope, and when the Zen staff fell into the air, it moved forward, and the nails at the tips of the ten slender fingers extended and changed color, turning into ten sharp claws glowing with blue light, grabbing towards Hui'an's splitting surface.

When Hui An fought with the demons outside the sky in his previous life, he knew that he was not only good at spiritual power, but also possessed an incomparably strong physical body and hand-to-hand combat ability, and he already had precautions in his heart. Seeing the commander attacking closely, he moved sideways to avoid the opponent's sharp claws, and the falling momentum of the Zen staff turned into a sweep with his body, and the shovel head with blades on three sides slashed the commander's waist.

The commander's body rises up about a meter, his left foot is on Hui'an's Zen staff, and the toe of his right foot is aimed at Hui'an's throat. At this moment, it is only wrapped in a piece of cloth, and there is not a single inch in it, and when it kicks with its legs, the beauty between its legs looms, which is extremely attractive from Hui'an's angle.

It's a pity that Hui'an still maintains the state of mind of "King Ming is not moved" at this time, and the whole person is like an extremely sophisticated and emotionless machine, ignoring the wonderful scene that is enough to induce any male to lose his mind, and his arms use all his strength to lift the Zen staff upward, and throw the commander who stepped on the Zen staff away. Then the figure flew and chased quickly, the Zen staff stabbed flat, and the moon blade at the end of the staff slashed at the slender pink neck of the commander.

The commander's blue pupils lit up again, and a spiritual force turned into an invisible swamp, trapping Hui An in it, and his body was slightly attached to the Zen staff fixed in the air in front of Hui An, the five fingers of his right hand were bent, and the blue claws were like five steel hooks inserted into Hui An's chest, trying to rip out his heart alive.

Hui An let out a low roar in his mouth, and the much-needed Yijin Jing True Qi in his body exploded with all his strength, and he broke free from the shackles of spiritual power, and closed his staff to block the commander's right claw, and used Shaolin's "shadow-like legs" stunt below, and his right foot carried the power of gravel through the monument, and silently kicked towards the commander's lower abdomen.

The commander's figure seemed to suddenly turn into a weightless feather, and with the faint air flow on Hui An's legs, it fluttered back a few feet.

Hui'an followed closely behind like the wind, and fully unfolded the "Crazy Wand Method" all the way. The body is like drunk, swaying, staggering; The Zen staff danced wildly, like the wind and demons, like madness and rage. The shadow of the staff shrouded the space within a radius of ten meters, and the faint sound of wind and thunder was endless.

The commander's body seemed to turn into a thin piece of paper, shuttling between the overlapping shadows of the staff, and every attack launched by a pair of sharp claws was extremely vicious, and with the ever-changing and all-pervasive spiritual power, it did not fall behind Hui'an in the slightest.

It was difficult to distinguish the winner on their side for a while, but the battle situation on the other side gradually became unbalanced. The gathering of more than seventy hunters and stalkers was an extremely terrifying force, and what was even more serious was that the commander, while fighting fiercely with Hui'an, still seemed to have a trace of spiritual remote control, combining these unintelligent mutant zombies into a strict and orderly killing array, advancing and retreating from all directions to launch waves of attacks like waves against Wei Baiyi, Hu Yang, Han Yu, Pang Xueli and Zheng Yafeng.

The five-person central defenders, Baiyi and Populus euphratica, are the strongest, and they can still protect themselves under the siege of the corpses; Han Yu's cultivation with Hui'an's hands, his cultivation, swordsmanship, and even abilities have been small, and he has an incomparably sharp golden spirit sword in his hand, which can barely support it; And Pang Xueli and Zheng Yafeng were not good at fighting because of their own abilities before, but now they are unable to support the serial attacks of so many mutated zombies. If it weren't for the help of the other three from time to time, they would have been killed and injured under the attack of the mutated zombies.

"I'm not a waste! I'm not a waste! ......" Zheng Yafeng, who was already exhausted, muttered these words to cheer himself up, and avoided the attack of a hunter according to the footwork taught by Hui'an, and at the same time opened his bow and shot a heavy arrow, piercing the hunter's skull through his left eye. But a stalker took advantage of the moment he stopped firing his arrows to get close to the ground, claws into his lower abdomen.

"Let's die together!" Seeing that he couldn't dodge, and his companions were all entangled by zombies and couldn't be rescued, Zheng Yafeng, who was in a desperate situation, suddenly burst out with monstrous anger in his heart, and grabbed the heavy arrow that was too late to buckle the string in his right hand and slammed it into the back of the stalker's head.

Just as both sides were about to lose out, a Zen staff flew from the sky like a dragon, and the shovel head penetrated through the back of the stalker, directly penetrating the body and nailing it to the ground.

Zheng Yafeng, who escaped death, was stunned for a moment, and then understood that it was Hui'an, who was fighting fiercely with the commander, who had been paying attention to this side, and threw a Zen staff at the critical moment to save his life.

"Kill!" Zheng Yafeng, who was grateful, doubled his courage, and the heavy arrow in his right hand flew out and shot a hunter who rushed up from behind.

At this moment, Hui An, who was entangled in the fierce battle, and the commander had been separated, and three long claw marks appeared from Hui An's right chest to his lower abdomen. This was the price he paid for being distracted in the heat of battle to save people, and if it weren't for the already small Golden Bell Shield, this claw would have disemboweled him.

"The time has come!" Sensing that the spiritual power of the commander on the opposite side had fallen to the bottom after this fierce battle, this thought flashed through Hui'an's heart, and his right hand slowly put on the hilt of the long knife at his waist.