CHAPTER XXXV

"What a soul hunter, in my opinion, it's nothing more than that!"

A sneer appeared on Zhang Yang's slanted face, which was stabbed by the dark blue long sword, and his head shook, and the long sword pierced into the center of his eyebrows flew out upside down and fell to the ground, and the dark blue energy disappeared.

The huge wound left on Zhang Yang's head, without leaving a drop of blood, was slowly repaired under Yunluo's horrified gaze.

Yunluo felt the dark blue energy in his body, and when he caught a glimpse of Zhao Yao and his party still being stunned, he scolded: "Don't shoot to support me yet!" ”

"Shoot, you stupid beep!" Zhao Yao, who was blushing, stopped admiring Yun Luo's body and patted a soldier on the head.

"Da ......" The gunshots began to sound again.

"Hmph," Zhang Yang swept his cold eyes and said softly, "Get out!" The red and yellow flames that danced in his eyes poured out, drawing an arc of flames, sweeping towards the crowd who kept shooting.

"Whoosh!" Yunluo shot out a burst of energy, constructing an identical mirror in front of Zhao Yao and his party. Yunluo didn't expect Zhang Yang to attack those humans first, he shouted, "Run! ”

"Want to run?" Zhang Yang sneered, "Stay for me!" ”

The raging flames of the heat wave churned in his hands, Zhang Yang's body stagnated slightly, and then the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, which actually made the alloy ground crack slightly, and his body turned into a flame remnant, attacking Zhao Yao and the others who were shooting. The distance between them is only about ten meters, and this is only a few seconds for Zhang Yang, who originally had a human physique, but now Zhang Yang is an infected person, and his physique has increased greatly, and now more than ten meters is even easier for him, not three seconds, not two seconds, not one second, it is an instant! His slender body was in flames, and before Zhao Yao could react, his big hand passed through the mirror, entered it from the side of the mirror, and grabbed Zhao Yao.

Zhang Yang sneered, and grabbed Zhao Yao's hand with a palm, just like a poisonous snake out of a hole, with the tricky and ruthless wind unique to the army, grabbing Zhao Yao's hand.

Before Zhang Yang could exert force, the raging flames in his hands had already burned her, and the soldiers behind Zhao Yao were even more shocked, taking a step back to support, but they were hindered by Zhao Yao's body.

"Ahh Zhao Yao let out a terrible scream, which made Yunluo's heart tremble, and he roared angrily: "Zhao Yao! "Damn!" Yunluo scolded, the two mirrors that blocked the attack had already caused the energy in his body to be consumed quickly, and at this moment, Zhang Yang attacked from the side, burning Zhao Yao's arm with fire.

Yunluo forced himself to calm down, and looking at the four flame swords that were still spinning, he moved!

The energy was retracted, and the mirror that had originally resisted the attack suddenly collapsed, and the four flame swords let out a sharp explosion, piercing through the air barrier, and before a breath arrived, they flew into front of Yunluo's body.

Yunluo stomped on the ground, the whole person jumped up, dodged the attack of the four swords, and was about to go to Zhao Yao's help, but saw that the four swords suddenly trembled and flipped over, and the four swords stabbed towards Yunluo who rose into the air!

The wind is blowing!

"Grass!" At such a close distance, it was completely impossible to dodge completely, and Yunluo shot out dead wisps of blue flames from his fingers, attaching to the flying sword.

Without Zhang Yang's support, there was not much energy contained in the four swords, and the red and yellow flames and the dark blue flames met like water and fire, contradicting each other and canceling each other. Yunluo twisted his waist, flipped an ugly arc in the air, and leaped to Zhang Yang's side, a dark blue long sword condensed in it, and slashed at Zhang Yang's hand.

After the continuous teaching of his father in childhood, Yunluo's swordsmanship is not superb, but it is definitely not inferior, and the long sword with energy is extraordinary under the dancing in Yunluo's hand.

As soon as the blade of the sword came into contact with the flames on his arm, there was a harsh grinding sound, and a moment later, because the resistance on Zhang Yang's arm was only made of flames, the cloud fell on it and cut a deep wound.

Zhang Yang let go of Zhao Yao, took a few steps back, and looked at Yunluo hatefully.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woo woo woo ...... "A palm-sized mark was burned on Zhao Yao's arm, and the red scar looked particularly miserable on Zhao Yao's white arm, Zhao Yao hugged Yunluo's arm and cried.

The killing intent in Yunluo's eyes became stronger and stronger, gently caressing Zhao Yao's cheeks and wiping away the tears on his face, he said softly; "Don't cry, I'll help you avenge," he handed Zhao Yao into the hands of a soldier, "Take her up, quick!" ”

"Humph! Help her get revenge? Oh, joke! Zhang Yang's hands spread out, and the ten flame swords condensed again.

"I'm just going to kill you and help her get revenge, what are you chirping here? Give me death! Yunluo shouted.

In the face of Zhang Yang's fierce and incomparable attack, Yunluo did not show the slightest weakness, but he did not condense ten swords like Zhang Yang, but he was still holding the blue long sword, Yunluo a sword resisted the siege of Zhang Yang's ten swords, and did not fall behind at all, he waved his long sword, the sword aura was awe-inspiring, and the two fought "ding".

"Hurry, hurry up, Zhao Yao's hands are starting to bleed, as if they have burned to the major arteries!" A soldier pinched the blood vessels in Zhao Yao's hand and urged the soldier who was running with Zhao Yao on his back.

"Fuck, don't talk nonsense, you have the ability to come!" He responded, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a woman in white in front of him, and shouted, "What person, don't move!" ”

The rest of the soldiers also raised their rifles and pointed them at her, and pointed their guns at the woman in white, but she sighed lightly: "Leave me alone, if you don't hurry, your eldest lady will bleed too much and die." ”

"You!" He weighed it and said to the soldiers beside him, "Let's go!" ”

"But ......"

"Don't do it, if you don't leave, she'll die, don't you kid like her very much? The one inside is called Yunluo, it's the infected, otherwise why should they be locked there, this will cause the infected to kill each other, let's not touch the moldy head......"

Looking at the group of soldiers walking farther and farther, the woman in white sighed and said, "Zhang Yang, why are you like this, asking you to go and see our future, but you want to kill on a large scale...... Ay! ”

"Boom!!" A loud explosion came from inside the prison.

Yun Luo's mouth was already a little bloodshot, and his body was finally beaten, and the energy that he had only obtained after Zhang Yang's flame burning was not much now, if Zhang Yang was carrying out a high-intensity attack, he would definitely die from this.

That's right, he can indeed absorb the energy of the flame, but it is also under the premise that the flame damages the body, originally he despised himself and only used the high-temperature flame to burn the attack, but the flame is a kind of energy body, and the energy generated after directly attacking himself to cause damage will repair the body, which will inevitably have more energy.

And when Zhang Yang condensed the flames into a sword, or other attack techniques, it took a lot more energy to repair the damage caused by falling on Yunluo's body than it increased, so it was impossible to use his body to block Zhang Yang's attack.

Yunluo released an energy shield in his hand, constantly resisting Zhang Yang's attacks, protecting himself and Zhao Yao, who was lying on the corpse.

"Zhang Yang, don't fight!" A soft voice came, and the flamboyant attack froze.

It turned out that his name was Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang roared, and the flames wrapped around his fist, and he punched hard at the energy shield that was already gradually thinning!

"Bang!" With a shattering sound, Yunluo's energy shield shattered.

Zhang Yang grabbed Yunluo's neck and lifted it up: "Such a person is also worthy of being called the future?" He threw the clouds against the wall.

"You don't understand, Zhang Yang." Wang Qiong quietly walked into the room where the battle was fighting, "You don't understand anything!" ”

"I don't understand, you don't understand!"

Yunluo looked at Wang Qiong with wide eyes.

Does she know Zhang Yang as a high-level infected?

Then she is also infected!

"Do you know what he found, he's ......"

Zhang Yang was furious and roared: "I don't listen, I don't listen!" ”