He sat on his right leg and smashed the zombie on the shoulder with a stick, and the zombie flew four or five meters upside down.

After fighting for so long, He Dali has lost some strength, the green tendons on the back of his hand are exposed, he trembles slightly, his whole body is covered with dirty blood, and the steel rod he holds in his hand is even more slippery and greasy.

Suddenly, two tall zombies stood on the edge of the billiard table on the side, condescending, flying in the air, separating He Dali's shoulders, and one zombie took the opportunity to bow down and rush forward, grabbing He Dali's chest.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing that it was difficult for He Dali to take care of the three-way attack at the same time, a boy on his side stepped forward, protected his chest with the table, stepped out of the circle formation, and blocked in front of He Dali.

It's a pity that his physical strength is too weak, and he can't resist the powerful impact of the zombie after all, and he falls on his back.

Zombies on both sides swarmed up and grabbed the boy who had fallen.

He shook his head vigorously, fixed his mind, ignored the two zombies that pounced on him, clenched the steel rod, swept violently, and pounced on the zombie group of the fallen boy, scolding: "Caviar, Nima's looking for death! What are you running out for?

The boy nicknamed Caviar was drenched in sweat and shouted, "Be careful!" and rolled over and got into the formation.

At this time, the two zombies from top to bottom had pounced on him, He Dali couldn't save himself, he could only barely bend down to avoid the vital point, seeing that the zombie's poisonous claws were about to catch him, and his heart sank!

Am I hanging up like that?

Is it all in vain after struggling for so long?

I really don't want to die!

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, he suddenly felt that the zombies flying down became very slow, as slow as a close-up of bullets flying in a movie.

At the moment when the zombie's bony claws landed on He Dali's shoulder, He Dali's skin suddenly exploded, and his clothes sneered and turned into pieces, scattering in all directions. The muscles of the drum protrusion were exposed, like a water drum, with a grayish-yellow glow.

As soon as the zombie touched He Dali, the gray-yellow light suddenly burst out into a fierce bright yellow pillar of light, and with a buzzing sound, the zombie rushed into the air, flying and rolling down.

"What's the situation?" caviar opened his mouth.

"Iron cloth shirt golden bell jar invincible hard qigong?" The eyes of the people around widened!

"Fight monsters and level up?" someone blurted out.

"It's a fucking physical evolution!" the people behind the second line cheered in unison, taking the opportunity to remind: "Rush out! Rush out and move the rescuers!"

With the blocking of various obstacles on the first line of defense, as well as the buffer of the three squads of He Dali in front, the impact of the zombies on the second line of defense was not violent.

In addition, the width of the second line of defense is only seven or eight meters, which is one-third of the first line of defense, but the fortifications are stronger and heavier, so it has a lot of spare strength to defend, and it must be able to hold out for a long time.

However, if the zombies continue to attack, they will not be able to defend it after all. Moreover, the food upstairs is limited, even if the zombies do not break their defenses, they can only sit and eat, run out of ammunition and food, and starve to death.

Therefore, finding another way is an inevitable choice.

If you can make a gap at this time and escape a group of people, maybe there will be unexpected gains.

However, although the yellow light that erupted from He Dali's body was so amazing and windy, not only avoided the doom of being divided by zombies, but even suppressed the zombies around him, but He Dali only felt unprecedented weakness, all the energy in his body seemed to be drained all of a sudden, cold sweat was steaming, his face was pale, his legs were weak, and he almost couldn't stand firmly, standing with an iron rod, gasping for breath.

Caviar had been following behind He Dali on the right side, keenly aware of his embarrassment, and hurriedly pulled him into the formation and protected him.

The zombies launch an even crazier counterattack.

Without a fierce general like He Dali as a pillar, the circle will be clumsy on the left and right, and the danger will be abound, like a flat boat in the monstrous waves, and there is a danger of capsizing at any time.

Zhang Ziwu and Lu Yan's team, who followed He Dali's team, killed and injured many people in an instant, and the screams were terrible and shocking.

Zhang Ziwu was furious, saw the gap, suddenly jumped on a table, raised his head and bit the tip of his tongue, "Poof!" A mouthful of black blood spurted out, turned into mist, and drifted to dozens of zombies around.

I only heard a spell muttered in his mouth, and shouted: "Crack!" The zombies sprayed with black blood suddenly turned around and pounced furiously on the other zombies, tearing and biting!

This time the rabbit fell suddenly, abruptly, dozens of zombies turned against each other, and the pressure of everyone plummeted, but before they had time to cheer, Zhang Ziwu rolled his eyes and fell backwards, and the members of the same team reached out to catch it together, shouting: "Wizard! Wizard! Wake up!"

"Zhang Ziwu, you're really a sorcerer! In the past, you raised Gu chanting spells, and thought that you were deliberately pretending to be a ghost in order to pick up girls, but I didn't expect it to be true!" Lu Yan was so experienced that he pinched other people's acupoints and woke him up.

"Now I know my brother's ability!" Zhang Ziwu wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked like he was underbeaten.

"Bah! Ren Cheng has three and a half moves to bite gold, and you will be scrapped with one move!" Lu Yan saw him wake up, and stood up on guard while still arguing with him.

"It's a pity! It's a pity that the physical strength is still a little worse!Otherwise, these zombies must be driven away!" Zhang Ziwu gritted his teeth: "I didn't expect that the ancestral witch spell of exorcising corpses can't drive zombies, but it can drive zombies!"

Zhang Ziwu, a descendant of the Miao people in Lingxi, was once a terrifying professional corpse chaser and witch master. He is intelligent by nature, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he has unintentionally inherited this unique discipline by planting willows and willows.

However, as a science and engineering student in the 21st century, he has always thought that witchcraft is just a deceptive thing to hide people's ears, and in his heart he has always regarded it as a fun game.

The situation was urgent just now, his mind was hot, and the idea of driving the zombies came out irrepressibly, so according to the ancestral secret method, half experimented and half risked, urging the spell, never thought that he would succeed in one fell swoop and reap miraculous results.

Zhang Ziwu guessed that if it was just those ancestral spells, it would definitely not be so powerful. The only explanation is that his brain and body have undergone some kind of bizarre changes.

"You don't know how to drive zombies? Then you dare to rush out? If you don't succeed, you can't even make corpses! You can only make zombie poop! But zombies poop or not? This is worth studying and ......studying" Lu Yan's psychological quality is really not covered, and he is still in the mood to joke at this time.

The dangerous situation of the three survivor teams in the North Hall did not improve in any way because of the sudden outburst of He Dali and Zhang Ziwu.

On the contrary, the situation of the three teams has become even worse because of the loss of the mainstay of He Dali, and people are injured and fall at any time, losing their lives.