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The many mutants in the city were all talking, whether they were sincere or false, they all praised Zhuang Lun.

The difficulty of these thousands of sets of swordsmanship is similar, in order to facilitate the formation of a sword formation, the number of people learning each swordsmanship is about the same, in order to be able to resist the zombie tide smoothly after ten days, everyone is practicing hard.

It's been almost three months since the end of the world came. Even the most ordinary zombies have the strength of the middle level of the first level, and combined with the endless number, just thinking about it makes people despair.

But now there is no way out, if you can't stop the zombie tide, the survival base will perish, if all the survival bases are destroyed, the entire human race will be destroyed.

After announcing the many swordsmanship, Zhuang Lun no longer cared about the many mutants in the city, but calmed down and conducted an in-depth study of the twenty sets of swordsmanship that had been re-transformed in his mind.

With the support of the martial arts perception of the fifth-level warrior, those things that Zhuang Lun could not comprehend in the swordsmanship began to understand slowly at this time.

Of the twenty figures that originally did not interfere with each other in his mind, two figures first moved closer together, and finally slowly merged together.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the fusion was completed, Zhuang Lun only felt a change in heaven and earth, and then he appeared in an unfamiliar environment, countless mountains were towering and continuous, and above many high mountains, a man in a green shirt stood with a sword.

Zhuang Lun looked up, only to see that the face of the man in green shirt was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly at all, and when he looked at it, a huge mountain gate stood there, and there were two hundred-zhang giant swords rising into the sky on both sides.

It was the mountain gate of the Qingcheng Sword Sect that Zhuang Lun had ever seen.

The man in the green shirt slowly pulled out the long sword behind his back and danced gently. At the beginning, it was very sluggish. It's like you've just started to learn swordsmanship.

Zhuang Lun's face showed a look of doubt, and he didn't know what the use of this set of swordsmanship used by the man in the green shirt was.

But after a while, Zhuang Lun's face began to change, because although the swordsmanship of the man in the green shirt had not changed, it had become smoother, and even began to have a strong sense of rhythm.

Looking at the meaning of this man in green shirts, doesn't he want to demonstrate this set of swordsmanship from the basics to the final advanced realm? Zhuang Lun had a guess in his heart.

The man in the green shirt is still using his swordsmanship, but compared to the beginning, it is already very different.

"Whew-"

A gust of wind blew. Dozens of monks suddenly appeared around the man in green shirts, each releasing his flying sword and attacking the man in green shirt.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ……

The long sword in the hand of the man in the green shirt constantly resisted around him, no matter how tricky the angle of the flying sword was. The man in the green shirt can easily block it.

This scene is very similar to the battle between Zhuang Lun and Lu Gang at the beginning.

Zhuang Lun is very sure. The swordsman's swordsmanship realm at this time. It should be the realm of his own combat skills at this time.

At this time, he couldn't wait to know what the next swordsmanship realm of the man in the green shirt would be.

If Zhuang Lun comprehended it himself in the training space, he didn't know how many times he would have to die before he could comprehend the trick of the next realm from his opponent.

In Zhuang Lun's expectation, the group of people besieging the man in green shirts had all been killed by him.

Followed by. There were dozens of figures again, and this time there were dozens of people, the sword control method was more subtle, and the speed of the flying sword was faster.

Zhuang Lun imagined whether he could resist in this situation. Then he was very frustrated to find that the speed of this flying sword was too fast, even if his body reacted naturally, it would not be able to dodge.

But the appearance of the man in the green shirt surprised Zhuang Lun.

I saw that the man in the green shirt was still the same as just now, and the speed of swinging the sword was not faster than just now, but he was able to easily block the flying sword when it was about to arrive.

It was as if those flying swords had actively slammed into the flying swords in his hand.

"No, this man in green shirt has changed, it's like, it's like extending the sensations of his body, within a certain range of the surroundings, as long as there is an attack, he can automatically react."

"So this is the next level of combat skills?"

Zhuang Lun looked at the man in green shirt in the battle with shining eyes, and felt that this time he had gained a lot. But then his brow furrowed again.

This time, I wanted to understand the swordsmanship, and now it seems that I don't see any excellence in this set of swordsmanship.

The man in the green shirt had just killed a dozen of them, and hundreds of monks appeared from the opposite side in an instant, and then released a large area of dense flying swords.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Lun's complexion changed suddenly.

In the face of this absolute power, Zhuang Lun was only afraid that he would be poked into a sieve in an instant, and in this case, his combat skills could play a very small role.

Even if it was the swordsmanship realm that Qingshan Man had just expressed, Zhuang Lun didn't believe that he could resist these flying swords.

Under Zhuang Lun's gaze, the long sword in the hand of the man in the green shirt crossed a mysterious and complex trajectory, slowly stretched forward, and slashed towards the many flying swords in the air.

"This swordsmanship ......"

Zhuang Lun was a little stunned, this swordsmanship was not gorgeous, nor did it have any earth-shattering effects, but the moment the man in the green shirt swung his sword, he clearly felt the changes around him.

The air of this piece of heaven and earth suddenly became solidified, and an invisible thing condensed towards the sword of the man in the green shirt, and with the swing of the sword of the man in the green shirt, this invisible thing was towards those flying swords.

The many flying swords that were originally imposing and murderous all seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, and they fell to the ground one after another, no matter how the monks behind them urged, those flying swords could not fly again.

The long sword in the hand of the man in the green shirt still did not stop, and continued to swing forward, and the hundreds of monks, as if under tremendous pressure, bled one after another, and exploded to death.

"Huh, the power of heaven and earth, mighty, full of gloom, is this the true meaning of this swordsmanship?"

Zhuang Lun's eyes flashed with fanaticism, and he muttered to himself.

The man in green shirt standing in the air began to perform his swordsmanship again, and Zhuang Lun looked at the man in green shirt seriously, from sluggish to smooth, over and over again.

Just when Zhuang Lun comprehended the sword technique, many mutants in the city also practiced one of the thousands of sets of sword techniques, and those with excellent understanding had begun to comprehend the sword intent.

According to the different swordsmanship they chose, those mutants began to group and combine to form a sword formation, familiarizing and training each other.

After many mutants form a sword formation, they go to hunt zombies outside the city, which can not only improve some attributes, but also better conduct actual combat drills.

In the intensive training, more than ten days passed quickly.

On this day, as soon as the sky was bright, the arrogant voice of Yalvis sounded in the sky above the earth.

"Ants, after three months of safe living, you should really know the cruelty of this world. The zombie tide siege begins, and this zombie tide siege ...... The time is for a month, and if you can't survive the zombie tide attacking the city, then you have only one end...... The city is ruined! ”

As soon as Yárvis's words fell, the restrictions of those special areas on the earth all disappeared in an instant, and the various insect zombie groups, zombie beast groups, and zombie groups that were gathered together all rushed towards their nearest survival base.

"Sister Jing, Zhuang Lun hasn't come out yet, what should we do?"

Qiao Wenxin looked at Wu Jing anxiously, Zhuang Lun had been in retreat for more than a month, and they didn't dare to disturb him at all.

"Don't worry, Zhuang Lun may be breaking through, until the last moment, we can't bother him."

Although Wu Jing's face was also a little anxious, she still suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and said in a calm tone.

Seeing Wu Jing's expression, Sang Rong nodded lightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. No matter what Wu Jing's intelligence is, just this calmness is extremely rare.

"Yun Jia, you are guarding here, no one is allowed to disturb Zhuang Lun's retreat, and there will be no mercy for trespassers!"

After comforting the feelings of several women, Wu Jing turned to Ban Yunjia and commanded.

Wu Jing took a deep breath and glanced around at the women around her, her eyes were very determined.

"As for us, go to the city wall now, command the mutants in the whole city, and prepare to resist the upcoming zombie tide, this is Zhuang Lun's city, we have to defend it for him!" (To be continued)