Facing the two groups of pig beasts that were attacking in front and back, Zimo was bitter.

The group in front of them is also thousands of huge pig beasts, and the black pressure is rushing over, and there is no place to insert a needle! Running against them, they can dodge one or two in front, even if they can dodge seven or eight ten, but those big beasts that are surging like a tide behind them can't dodge anyway.

The group behind him had been chasing him for more than two hours, and during this period, he continued to use Yan Hui's nirvana to kill the beasts among them, which had already caused them to be as red as blood, and they hated to trample themselves into flesh.

Stop, it's definitely not going to work.

"It's bitter!"

Before Zimo could figure out a way, he ran quickly, keeping a distance from the large group of savagely charging pig beasts behind him.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the distance between the two groups of crazy pig beasts colliding is getting closer and closer.

One hundred meters, ninety meters, eighty meters.

Zimo's eyes rolled wildly, and his pace began to slow down, this was definitely not a good thing sandwiched between two groups of crazy, huge savage pig beasts.

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, but he deliberately lures and seduces two groups of wild and huge pigs and beasts, and he still stands in the middle of them, waiting for their crazy and savage charge.

Zimo's eyes rolled wildly, his head twisted like a rattle, and he eagerly looked at a place where he could hide himself.

On the opposite side, the fan spread out an attack range nearly a kilometer wide, and each five- or six-meter huge pig beast occupied every inch of barren land, and the dust raised was no longer visible.

Behind, the space occupied by the two wings of the umbrella is wider, and these pig beasts weighing more than a thousand catties abound, turning their heads to see, they are one more fierce than the other, and one is stronger and more powerful than the other.

There are still fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters from the collision.

Zimo eagerly stopped, and he stood between the two groups, each fifteen meters apart.

Can't be running! There's no time! The distance of fifteen meters is half a second for these big beasts, and they have to use this half second to think of the last solution.

Maybe it's the last half second of my life.

Zimo stood between the surging waves and the sea of beasts that were about to collide, feeling the huge coercion, this is the coercion of death, this is the coercion of fear.

For half a second, Zimo didn't think about anything, because Zimo couldn't think of anything, and he couldn't express any last emotion of his life, and Zimo didn't suddenly think of anyone, wrapping Ah Zi and Hongyue.

For half a second, Zimo just weakly watched the magnificent scene before the collision of two powerful torrents.

No one has ever seen this kind of scene, no one.

Bang!

On both sides of the group, the first, the fastest, and the most powerful two pig beasts, collided violently with each other.

Zimo looked in amazement as if in extremely slow motion, the buttocks of the two giant beasts were cocked upwards at the same time, cocked, collided together in the air, and then fell down and died.

Didn't touch me?

Zimo was surprised to see dozens of five or six meters very huge and wild pig beasts, colliding with each other extremely savagely.

Didn't you brutally rush me?

Zimo felt that this was a crazy world, this was a bloody world, and the bodies of huge wild beasts collided with each other at high speed, flesh and blood flew and dust flew up.

Didn't you trample on me like crazy?

Zimo felt the real explosion, these giant beasts bravely, as if they were at home, bloody, and mercilessly colliding with each other.

Their courage and strength are definitely the best in the world, but why are they crazy and savagely colliding with each other, not me, the enemy.

Phantom Track!

Zimo took the opportunity to perform the steps of the Phantom Trace, shuttling between the fields where the huge beasts collided with each other.

Zimo had to quickly dodge the big beast that was about to collide with him, although they were not colliding with themselves, but the scene was very chaotic and complicated, and they were ignoring this little human being in the collision between the big beast and the big beast.

But Zimo had to keep giving way to them, because he should be between them.

As soon as the Phantom Trail kicked off, Zimo skillfully dodged in the gap between the huge beasts colliding with each other.

I'll kill! Zimo became murderous. Zimo felt extremely angry at each other's extremely wild and savage collisions with each other, I am your enemy, I was killed by you, I also admit it, but it is really unspeakable and sad that you have killed your own compatriots like this!

Phantom clone!

In the chaotic barbaric collision field of the play, Zimo used his swordsmanship skills to kill.

On both sides, thousands of pigs and beasts interspersed with each other, looking for their own targets, and hitting each other with their huge heads.

Bang!

The dust was flying all over the sky, the flesh and blood were flying in a blurred land, the powerful backs of huge beasts were arching high, thousands of iron hooves were trampling indiscriminately, and Zimo's nine phantom clones were dancing swords and slaughtering.

The mountains and rivers that are only killed change the sun and the moon, the sky is dark, and the earth is blood-red.

Countless huge pig beast corpses were piled up all over the blood-red land.

Zimo's long sword danced wildly, the sword broke through the flesh shop, the sword pierced through the body of the big beast, and the sword and sword cut off the limbs, legs and feet.

Like chopping melons and vegetables, the wild pig beast that only killed slowly began to dodge Zimo, revealing a huge field in the center of the bloody and savage collision.

Zimo has already killed a bloody man, and countless huge pig beasts have been cut by the sword and spewed out blood-stained Zimo's anti-wolf suit.

Phantom Spike!

In the field, there was not a single pig beast within a few dozen meters of Zimo's side, and Zimo, who was killing red-eyed, stood forward with his long sword, and saw a tall pig beast with a black and blue body, eyes like copper bells, and a thick body. Zimo immediately cast a phantom stab, and within a fifth of a second, Zimo flashed out more than fifty meters, and a long sword flashed out sixty-one swords, and the sword pierced through the body of this huge black green beast.

When the huge black and green pig beast spurted blood from more than sixty places all over its body and fell to the ground, the remaining hundreds of pig beasts around it that were still fighting and preparing to collide saw this scene, and immediately scattered and fled.

Zimo saw hundreds of pig beasts fleeing in all directions in panic, not caring who was in his own group, but just fleeing without a purpose, so he collected his sword.

After collecting the sword, Zimo looked around at this blood-red land, and looked around at the corpses of the pig-stud beasts piled up.

Zimo didn't have the slightest joy, although his various swordsmanship has been proficient to the fifth layer, but Zimo is not happy, these pigs and beasts are the same as many people, treating enemies, regressing and regressing, while treating their own people and their families are extremely ruthless.

A light breeze blew, rustling the leaves on the trees, and the big beasts that had fled in the distance were nowhere to be seen. A vast wilderness suddenly seemed quiet.

Zimo looked at the red sky under the cover of the sunset, and fell into deep thought.