When it is ugly, the sky is dense with black clouds, the stars and the moon are discolored, and the night is black and oppressive, rendering the atmosphere of depression, gloom, terror, and destruction.

Above the coffin, the firelight bloomed like fireworks, and the supporting helicopters were torn apart and destroyed by the dry bones, and the flames scattered below, smashing some unprepared reinforcements into pulp.

The flames were all around, and the woods began to be burned by the falling fire, and the flames were blazing, and the smoke filled the air.

Ye Yun and his companions were in crisis, and the reinforcements on the periphery were powerless, and they were about to die, the mouth of the zombies.

"Get out of the way."

At this moment, a fighter jet quickly stopped at the periphery of the zombies, and the fighter quickly came down with a hundred people, among which the leaders were Ye Yun's father and grandfather.

Seeing this loud shout, the reinforcement team in front of them, who were trying to tear apart the zombies, got out of the way.

Ye Yun's father gave an order, and the front end of the fuselage of the fighter opened a circular vent, and then the fire was opened, and a scorching flame sprayed at the distance of sound speed to spray the dense zombies in front of him.

Woo~~~ The zombies screamed in the sky, and the scorching fire instantly burned a large number of zombies, and the flames were accurately controlled three meters in front of Ye Yun.

The fire was fleeting, and the fuselage overheated due to the scorching flames that spewed straight magma, and this eruption completely destroyed its ability to move.

The zombies were torn out of a big hole, and Ye Yun only had dozens of zombies in front of them.

Concentrating firepower, Ye Yun and the others were not afraid of the temperature left around them because of their strengthened bodies, and the "da-da-da" gunshots rang out, and dozens of zombies only shot their heads.

The exit was through, Ye Yun and the others did not stop, and quickly rushed out of the aisle and escaped.

"Come into the city, it's full of zombies outside." Ye Yun carried Guan Hongyan on his back, took the lead in running into a car, Mercedes fled, and Shangguan Wan'er behind them also drove with him.

"Everyone covers their retreat, and gives me all the firepower to back up, even if it is at the expense of my own life, to complete the mission." Ye Yun's father shouted an order.

Then, as the second defense team, he led a hundred soldiers who had been strengthened by the second generation, and they got into cars and followed them.

There were nearly 1,000 reinforcements coming one after another, as front-line cover troops, concentrating their firepower on the zombies and shooting wildly, and a large number of military weapons were constantly transported.

The zombies are tenacious, but they are invincible, and the bullets with dense tongues of fire have fallen a large piece.

The situation is tending, the morale is greatly boosted, and all the reinforcements are bombarding the zombies indiscriminately for a moment, seeing that victory is in sight, and the zombies are about to be wiped out.

Click. Click. The 100 bronze coffins were extremely hard, and no bullets could be fired, and they couldn't be bruised in the slightest, and one of the bronze coffins trembled, and the coffin lid flew up, and with a "bang", it smashed a hundred meters away.

Inside the bronze coffin, green smoke was rising, a person's hand stretched out of the coffin, a bullet whistled and flew by, and a chilling scene appeared.

The bullets were still shuttling, and the hand as thin as a woman let the bullets pass through, like the hand of a phantom ghost, buzzing and flashing, leaving no trace.

In the bronze coffin, a figure slowly stood up, under the hazy halo, bounced to the ground, flashed and disappeared, and came to the center of the confrontation, like a ghost, like a ghost.

Da-da-da-da. The bullets were firing wildly, still passing through the soul, making the soldiers tremble and sweat.

"Monster, monster, monster" Someone couldn't stand the tormenting image and began to twist their faces and scream.

Under the hazy light, the smoke swirled, and the figure revealed its true face.

It was a woman, with green silk flying, pure white and red face, thin eyebrows and long eyelashes, a smart nose and thin lips, and an extremely slender and slender figure, but she was wearing a black student uniform, a black shirt with a stand-up collar, a hip-length skirt, and wind chimes dancing.

The woman who came out of the bronze coffin held a samurai long blade, four feet long, with a handle sheath inlaid between the joints, and a pitch-black chain ran through the tightening, and the chain was entangled, and the inscription was a pure white jade slip, sealed.

The corpse girl in the green coffin, those warriors are retreating, and the bullets are ineffective against her at all.

The corpse girl's eyes flashed red, and she slowly pulled out the long blade in her hand, sealed, the word was broken, the chain disappeared, the blade was unsheathed, and the terrifying sword was as pure as water, as dazzling as the moon, and glowing.

"Breaking Moon!"

The corpse girl confided two words, her figure flashed, and the soldiers' pupils constricted, and they were frightened, losing their goals, and panicking.

Hiss! The sound of cutting, which was so subtle that it could be negligible, and the sound of the wind blade, were like a flash in the pan in the deafening sound of gunfire, and the dragonflies dotted the water, and the ripples spread.

"Ah~~~" A soldier let out a miserable scream, and the warrior next to him came back to his senses and found that his companion's right hand was cut off at the shoulder, and his broken arm was thrown into the air, blood flowed, and the heart-rending scream made people's backs chill and cold hairs stood up.

"Ah~~~" was another scream, shoulder-length was slashed, the wound was smooth and neat, and death was close at hand.

The warrior who held his position and was about to collapse his spirit endured his fear and looked for the corpse girl in the green coffin.

It's just that what ushered in was the screams of companions one after another, heartbreaking, painful wails, and the corpse girl's hands rose and fell, like a long blade breaking through a bamboo, trying her hand.

"Broken Moon Slash!"

The corpse girl's figure flashed, and she had already appeared in the center of the thousand-man army.

The body stands still, the blade points to the sky, the blade seems to be able to imprint all things in the world, clean and flawless, like a mirror, accepting the baptism of the sky and the moon, and the silver radiation.

Gathering momentum, a long blade, a light stroke in the void, the silver fox moon lacked a slash, and the sword light appeared.

Time seemed to stand still, and all the gunfire stopped abruptly.

Hiss! Thousands of blood pillars soared, there was no scream, everything was terrifyingly quiet, as if a ghost was singing, and his voice was hoarse.

Thundered. Thousands of warriors fell to the ground at the same time, dust splashed, sweeping the sky, only the corpse girl was covered in blood, holding the Broken Moon Long Blade, standing quietly among the thousands of corpses.

Under the night sky, the black clouds began to appear in purple thunder, roaring, as if the next moment, a mournful black rain would fall.

The corpse girl was unwavering, a hazy smoke began to appear on her body, and the calves in the black stockings began to disintegrate and dissipate, turning into blood-red butterflies.

Transformed into a blood butterfly, with a rare vision, a corpse girl who completely turned into a hundred-tailed fine blood disc, shuttled through the dark night sky, bringing up a bloody phantom tail, like a red meteor slowing down, bewitching and gorgeous.

Roar. The zombies rush to the aisles, ignoring the thousand corpses lying underground, and march towards the city.

The hour hand ticked forward, and I don't know how long it took, thousands of corpses without right arms stood up one after another.

The blood-colored eyes and the withered face have all lost their vitality and become zombies.

Thousands of armies were wiped out and reduced to zombies, and in an instant, the corpse army, walking heavily and roaring, walked towards the city step by step.

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