Torture Blade's eyes swept around, looking at the Breaking Army soldier who was fighting the zombies, and pinched the sword halberd without moving. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Night Raven had already rushed out at this time, and the two Raven Dragon Blades were burning with raging fire, constantly splitting the zombies that crawled out.

But although the zombies that were divided no longer had flexible mobility, they were still crawling, instinctively biting at the enemies around them.

Wu Yan did not rush forward to fight the disaster, but squatted on the ground, fiddling with a zombie on the ground that had been chopped to pieces by him.

Wu Yan looked at it and beckoned to the torture blade, "It's amazing!" The body of this thing is already stuffed with that soft muddy thing, and there is only a layer of human skin hanging from the outside. ”

As he spoke, the completely chopped zombie was still not dead, countless soft mud overflowed from the wound, and then the entire zombie had no human appearance, and completely turned into a disgusting gray soft mud monster.

Out of the fluid-like ooze stretched out something like a hand, and then grasped the dropped weapon.

Then the weapon was raised and swung forward.

Sou!

A gray blade flew out.

Wu Yan tilted his head, dodged this qi blade and said, "What is this?" ”

Torture Blade looked in the direction where the air blade flew out and said, "It's not a good thing. ”

As soon as the words fell, a warrior who was fighting zombies was hit in the back by this air blade.

Poof!

In an instant, the terrifying cutting force of this air blade instantly sliced through the soul image of that warrior, and then the soul image of that warrior instantly shattered.

"Rescue!" The people around him roared when they saw it.

Less than two seconds after the voice came out, two white medics quickly ran over to pick up the young man.

"I advise you, kill him." Torture Blade said lightly.

After hearing this, Wu Yan's eyes flashed and said, "Sure enough, it is possible to infect the human body through soul images." ”

Not far away, the two medics had just picked up the soldier when they suddenly saw the warrior's whole body jerk violently.

Years of combat experience come into play in an instant. The two medics let go at the same time, then retreated.

Ahhh

A scream erupted from the soldier's mouth, followed by a massive gray mass spreading from his chest, crawling down his skin and toward his head.

And the place where the gray substance oozed was the same place where his soul statue was hit just now.

Sou!

A silver light blew under the night sky, accompanied by a cold wind.

Torture Blade held the halberd in his left hand and the young man's twisted head in his right hand, silent.

The body that had lost its head fell to the ground weakly, and the gray matter spreading on it was scattered into dust as if it had lost its life.

Holding the young man's head in both hands, Torture Blade gently placed it on his chest and said, "The head is the habitat of the soul. Once his soul is infected by the plague, he becomes just like these monsters. ”

Under the gaze of Wu Yan and the two medical soldiers, the torture blade skillfully placed the young man's distorted body in an orderly manner, letting the young man's hands on his chest and dragging his head.

At this moment, the two medical soldiers actually felt a smell of sacredness and holiness.

After setting it up, the torture blade got up and said, "If a person is infected, cut off the head immediately." ”

Wu Yan stood beside the torture blade and asked, "Is there any way?" Kill these things completely. ”

Tortureblade looked at the warriors who were still fighting, and after a moment of silence, he said, "This thing behaves in a very similar way to ants. The reason why these things don't die is because there is a core nearby. If this core does not die, these zombies will continue to resurrect. ”

Wu Yan asked lightly: "Then how can you find this core?" ”

Tortureblade's eyes flashed red, and he said, "The core is a spar, and the size of the spar depends on the number of zombies controlled. The larger the quantity, the larger the volume of the hedron. At the current number, the hedron should be the same size as a human eyeball. ”

"Where's the location?"

"It could be on the body of any zombie."

Wu Yan looked at the black zombie in the dark, and suddenly smiled, "This is a bit difficult." ”

Torture Blade looked at the laughing flowers and trembling Wu Yan and said, "I haven't seen anyone laugh and talk hard at the same time." ”

Wu Yan's eyes kept sweeping around, and said, "It's because it's difficult, it's interesting!" ”

"Hey! You two! Why don't you come and help? The night crow in the distance shouted.

After hearing this, Torture Blade slowly moved forward and said, "The spar must be in the body of some disaster, so pay attention." ”

With that, the torture blade's body rushed out.

Running at high speed, the body that had just cooled down returned to normal again. Facing the cold wind of minus 30 degrees, he began his own battle.

"Summer!" Tortureblade spoke.

"Okay!" Then, the halberd in Torture Blade's hand gradually deformed, and then turned into a long sword that was two meters long.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the torture blade body rushed directly to the forefront, the place where the zombies were most dense.

The extremely long blade of the sword already has a huge advantage in this kind of battle. At this time, combined with the terrifying strength of the torture blade and the cicada technique, the moment the torture blade stopped, the sword halberd in his hand suddenly pulled out a circle.

Buzz...

A piercing chirp whistled over, and then a dozen zombies around were directly split into two halves.

"Nope!" Torture Blade whispered, ignoring the impending resurrection of the surrounding disaster, and continued to rush forward.

Wu Yan held a black three-foot long sword in his hand, and then said lightly, "Second liberation." ”

With a bang, with the unraveling of the second liberation, Wu Yan's body suddenly seemed to be compressed, and the entire black light armor flashed with an extremely weird black brilliance.

Ding Ding Ding...

The white fingers flicked the black long sword, and the ruddy lips said lightly, "Black cloud streamer." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yan's body disappeared instantly.

Yes, completely gone. His body didn't reappear anywhere else, and just vanished.

The torture blade in the distance noticed Wu Yan's movements, and his eyes kept turning, looking for Wu Yan's body.

Three seconds later, Torture Blade's eyes suddenly tightened and slowly swept over Calamity's body.

Click...

At this moment, the bodies of hundreds of disasters were as if they had been cut by a dicer, and they were reduced to a push of flesh the size of a fingernail, scattered on the ground.

The torture blade slowly clenched his fist "Amplify your strength or ability by more than ten times, or dozens of times, this is the horror of a skill, so, where is my skill?" ”

Although he was thinking in his heart, the hand of the torture blade was not idle in the slightest, and with the violently vibrating long sword, he casually cut the corpses of the zombies around him, and the waving arm slowly stopped.

His fingers pinched the hilt of the sword and rubbed it, "Still not." ”

A cold wind blew, and the body of the night crow suddenly appeared beside the torture blade and asked, "The cicada technique has a very large load on the body, in the face of these miscellaneous fish, what cicada technique do you use?" You can't kill these annoying guys. ”

Tortureblade nodded and said, "I know." ”

"You know it's still used?"

"The vibrations of the cicada technique can be used for more than just cutting. Through the vibration of the blade, it is transmitted to the body of the person being cut. The vibration waves that fed back in that moment can help me detect any other debris in these monsters. ”

Night Raven's eyes lit up and said, "Like the core? ”

Tortureblade nodded. Nightraven exclaimed, "It's a good idea, but it's going to drain your stamina very quickly. ”

"It's okay, it's not me who is looking for it." Tortureblade said and looked into the distance.

In the darkness, I don't know what happened, and all those disasters were cut into a pair of minced pieces.

Night Raven looked at the extremely faint black cloud in shock, and said, "This is simply a killing machine. ”

"Killing machines?" Tortureblade raised his eyebrows, then smiled, "Then I can't be left behind." ”

With that, the body rushed out again.

Half an hour later.

Smack!

Hacked to death the last zombie in human form, and knelt on the ground with his sword and halberd. As the Night Raven said, the cicada technique is very physically draining.

At this time, the torture blade had almost exhausted its strength.

Wu Yan's white face was also a little pale at this time, and then he took out a potion that flashed with dazzling starlight, and then stabbed it directly into his thigh.

"Top Soul Crystal Elixir?" Tortureblade asked, looking at the bright starlight in the potion.

Wu Yan nodded, and his pale face returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's a bit of a waste." Torture Blade said.

A top-grade soul crystal elixir that can restore 70% of spiritual energy at one time, making it an extremely rare supplement.

Wu Yan said disapprerovingly, "There is no waste of waste, and all the things that are produced are made practical for people." It's not a collectible, it's a consumable. ”

Whew...

While the two were talking, they didn't know when, a huge ooze monster formed by the fusion of at least a few hundred or so ooze monsters suddenly appeared.

The ooze creature was five meters tall, covered in weapon-wielding arms, and with countless human heads in its monstrous mouth.

After a faint roar, a large number of zombies crawled out of the rift in the ground again.

Seeing these things, Night Raven yelled irritably, "Is there an end!" ”

Wu Yan looked at the zombie that came out again, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even bigger, and he asked Xiang Xing Blade, "Now, how big is that spar?" ”

"At least half a fist the size." Torture Blade said with a serious expression.

Wu Yan looked at the tired torture blade and said, "Since you're tired, let's go and rest!" After that, I need you on my expedition. ”

"Are you sympathetic to me?" Hearing this, Torture Blade looked at Wu Yan and asked.

Wu Yan looked at the torture blade, the corners of his mouth curled up, and said, "Sort of." ”

Click...

The poison mask appeared directly on Tortureblade's face, and scarlet crystals oozing from behind the blade.

At this time, the torture blade instantly changed from a normal person to a hideous monster.

With the nourishment of the Bone of Sorrow, Torture Blade's bodily functions were quickly restored.

The cross-shaped pupils of the torture blade stared at Wu Yan without any emotion, and said lightly, "Care more about your subordinates, hunters don't need your sympathy." ”

After saying that, with a bang, he rushed out.

"Hehehe, hunter? I'm getting more and more interested in you. ”

(To be continued.) )