The deeper you go, the more poisonous corpses will be, and the higher the level.

The goal of the convoy is indeed too big, and in this city, it is completely to attract the firepower of the poisonous corpses.

"Open the way, open the way!"

On the truck at the head, a warrior turned over to the front of the truck and roared.

Xing Zengwei stood up, stretched his waistbone, then held his own war hammer and said, "Okay, it's time to work." ”

On the first truck that opened the road, Shao Yang bounced violently, and the huge squeezing force made the carriage sink abruptly. With this explosive power, he jumped high and soared into the sky from the truck. In the early morning sun, a heel fight, carrying a thin sword, fell into the street in front of him with a "bang".

Shaoyang, who was in the eighth section, had a terrifying impact, and raised a faint cloud of dust when he landed.

The swarming poisonous corpses rushed towards Shaoyang.

Under the infusion of star power, the thin sword emitted a faint halo, which was so green that it was intoxicating.

With a slam of the slam, Shao Yang rushed into the group of poisonous corpses, and the thin sword in his hand turned into countless sword shadows. The people walked around the poisonous corpses with great agility, and everywhere they passed, the throats of the poisonous corpses, all of them were wiped open by the thin sword, and the black liquid seeped out from the sword marks, making the poisonous corpses fall weakly.

With Zhou Zheng's vision, this dense area of poisonous corpses is all covered with red blood strips.

But in the place where Shaoyang passed, these blood bars were abruptly emptied.

One by one, the poisonous corpses were directly wiped out by Shao Yang.

Shaoyang of the eighth rank, and the level of these poisonous corpses is only a dozen levels, and when converted back to the level of mutant beasts, it is only a second order.

Killing these poisonous corpses is no different from chopping vegetables.

On each wagon, there is a hired warrior, at least the strength of the seventh rank. With Shao Yang with him, they jumped off the roof of the car with weapons and rushed towards the group of poisonous corpses. The asymmetrical strength was directly crushed, leaving the same poisonous corpse corpse as a piece.

The entire blocked street was empty.

Xing Zengwei carried the war hammer, and he also turned over and jumped down, and then dragged the war hammer, making a metallic grinding sound.

In a moment, Xing Zengwei had already appeared in the group of poisonous corpses.

The powerful power of the eight stages made Xing Zengwei's offensive open and close, and he swept through with the war hammer.

The green light representing the eighth stage instantly turned the warhammer into a cloud of green light.

As long as you touch the poisonous corpse of the war hammer, you can clearly reach the contact surface of the poisonous corpse and completely deformed, and it is blasted into slag by the war hammer, and then it is lifted into the air, turning into a mass of black flesh, scattering it in all directions, and smashing into the street with a "horn" sound, forming small black dots.

Zhou Zheng was the only one who didn't move, just sitting on the carriage and enjoying the wonderful performances of the more than ten warriors.

The level of seven or eight paragraphs is enough to sweep a qiē here.

The number of poisonous corpses is large, but for a warrior who can take away their deformed lives with a single blow, it is just a little more effort.

…… After advancing several streets.

Xing Zengwei suddenly roared, and then bursts of green light erupted from all over his body, and the war hammer was even brighter.

This is a sign of using all your strength, and only with all your strength will your body shine together.

"Bang!"

A trampling, furious star power directly shattered the street.

The hammer slammed down and slammed into the street, a trail of shattering and blasting forward.

Everywhere they passed, the poisonous corpses were all shocked to the ground, especially forming a rotating star force, wringing the poisonous corpses close to the center to pieces.

After completing this blow, Xing Zengwei ran wildly again, squeezing through this gap.

In front, there is the Land Bureau of Yecheng, with a tall siege and a domineering building.

This is the temporary residence chosen by Wu Chaoyun.

Under Xing Zengwei's rage, he rushed here with the convoy in a moment, and after tearing open the huge electronic gate, the convoy rushed in. After waiting for the convoy to enter, Xing Zengwei smashed several poisonous corpses that were chasing him away, and then he retreated and closed the electronic gate.

In the Land Bureau, there are a lot of poisonous corpses.

These poisonous corpses were not of high grade, and they were cleaned up in just a moment.

When the convoy came in, the people of the "Lightning" wargroup got off the heavy trucks one after another, and then under the command of some small leaders, they rushed towards the siege.

Zhou Zheng jumped out of the carriage, still carrying a bow box.

More than a dozen warriors, all gathered under a big banyan tree on the edge of the parking lot of the Land Bureau, talking and laughing one by one, not paying attention to the battle just now. For them, the battle just now was no different from a warm-up, and there was not even a drop of sweat on their bodies.

Wu Chaoyun was fully armed and heavily armoured, and he used a two-handed combat knife.

"This can only be regarded as the outskirts of Yecheng, and the poisonous corpses here are just some low-grade poisonous corpses. Yecheng has a population of one million, and there must be a lot of high-level poisonous corpses produced, so we must be careful. Wu Chaoyun said, and said: "The evolution of high-level poisonous corpses, it is possible that none of the millions are really threatening, it is possible that it is just a small village poisonous corpse, and there is a high-level poisonous corpse that we cannot defeat, so we must be vigilant." ”

Everyone is an old man, with rich practical experience, so they naturally know these truths.

Wu Chaoyun's words, everyone nodded.

"Now give everyone 0 minutes to prepare, and then we'll go." Wu Chaoyun said.

When you get here, the number of poisonous corpses is very terrifying, and if you force yourself to break through the streets in a car, you will face an endless number of poisonous corpses. It is possible to be directly trapped in the sea of corpses, and it may not be possible to break out for a few days and nights.

Abandon the convoy and go straight to the goal by the warriors.

The martial artists of the eighth stage have the power of thousands of catties, and the medical equipment is like GT, but it is only this number, and it is completely brought out by two martial artists.

Of course, Wu Chaoyun has no way to directly target the equipment for the time being, so he can only take it step by step.

In the city, everything can happen, and the plan may not be able to catch up with the change.

0 minutes was not much, but the warriors had nothing to prepare for at all, but stood under the tree one by one, took out their cigarettes, and smoked each other.

Zhou Zheng found a stone bench and sat down.

"Hey, master, you don't really plan to follow, do you?" The person who spoke was a sturdy man, with pride on his face, and sneered: "Siduan, if you go, you will kill yourself, don't drag us down when the time comes, hehe, there is some money, not everyone can earn it." ”

What this man said, although it is ugly, is true.

The poisonous corpses here have all climbed to the level of the third order of mutant beasts, and if they go deeper, they will be level 0 and 40 poisonous corpses, and then there will be elite poisonous corpses, and more advanced poisonous corpses.

In front of the high-level poisonous corpse, one face can be grabbed and then torn into two sections.

The man's words made some of the warriors next to him also laugh, full of disdain for Zhou Zheng. Although the fourth stage is not necessarily a measure of strength, it is definitely one of the ways to measure strength.

Zhou Zheng's face was calm, not annoyed, and he squinted at this man.

This person Zhou Zheng recognized that when Wu Chaoyun introduced him, he seemed to be Wei Heng, a seventh-stage martial artist.

Xing Zengwei was originally smoking, but when he saw Zhou Zheng being counted down like this, he threw the cigarette butt, dragged the war hammer over, glared at Wei Heng, and sneered: "Why, he can't earn this money, you can earn it?" Fart, just like you, it's like a grass cell, showing off your legs. ”

"You ......"

Wei Heng's eyes erupted with fire, but thinking of the gap between him and Xing Zengwei, he could only swallow it with fire.

Xing Zengwei said to Zhou Zheng: "Don't pay attention to this kind of person. ”

Shao Yang's brows kept frowning, and he looked at Wei Heng, who was a little angry, and said, "Hengzi, what did you just say, since the master brother is a member of our team, he must be regarded as a brother." And the person invited by the head of Wu naturally has a reason for his existence. ”

Everyone else is persuading, how to say that what is about to face is also infinite danger, and the team is not united, how to cooperate when the time comes?

Zhou Zheng smiled bitterly, it is really low level and has no human rights.

The identity of a fourth-stage martial artist is extremely ordinary in Titan City, not to mention that in front of these seventh- and eighth-stage elite martial artists, it is even lower to a pitiful level.

"Forget it, Brother Wei is also worried about my safety, and there may be a drag on everyone in the future, and he is also kind." Zhou Zheng knew that no matter how powerful he was, but the next task, without their help, it would be impossible to complete the task.

Wei Heng also understood this truth, and when he saw Zhou Zheng giving the steps, he immediately said: "Brother Hao is right, that's what I mean." ”

…… 0 minutes flew by.

More than a dozen people are seven or eight sections, like the siege of the Land Bureau, one by one.

Falling on the street, Wei Heng raised his knife and slashed wildly.

In an instant, some low-level poisonous corpses on this street were emptied, and then under the leadership of Wu Chaoyun, all of them climbed up the residential buildings on the side of the street and appeared on the rooftops.

Due to its fast movements, it barely caught the attention of the poisonous corpses.

"It's not realistic to break through the streets, and now we can only leap from the rooftops." Wu Chaoyun took a hook prepared at his waist, and then buckled the rope in his backpack to the hook. The ability of the martial artist to leap over a distance of ten or twenty meters is not a problem, and it is enough to ensure that he can run on the roof of this building.

But there are some places where you can only rely on ropes to get through.

"Now, everyone is more vigilant."

Zhou Zheng and the others all nodded.

The team set off again, everyone was running wildly, their movements were extremely agile, and the rise and fall were already far away.

Like this kind of high-speed running, at first Xing Zengwei thought that Zhou Zheng couldn't keep up and wanted to pull him, but under the squint, he found that Zhou Zheng had been carrying the big bow box on his back, following him half a beat, no matter how fast he ran, he could keep up with the team's footsteps.

This sensitivity surprised Xing Zengwei a little.

"Good boy!"

Seeing Zhou Zheng's speed, Xing Zengwei couldn't help but praise.

With this kind of speed, it is true that it can't help much, at least it is not a problem to escape, at least I can relax and not have to take care of this kid everywhere.

(To be continued)