When the east was white, Zhao Yan, who was suddenly fighting in all directions, had already killed more than two hundred demon slave soldiers.

Including the original black-skinned dwarf, there were a total of three demon overseers, who hated Zhao Yan's Zhigang Yang Tiger Step Fist.

Of course, before hanging up, all the demon overseers contributed about 10 attribute points to Zhao Yan, the same immortal method "Dark Thorn", and an archery technique - "Drow Assassination Archery".

The one who contributed to the Immortal-like Dark Thorn was a fallen druid who threw himself into the darkness, and Zhao Yan remembered that in the online novel, most of these fallen druids were called blighters.

This blighter, who is not very good at melee combat, although he defended against Zhao Yan, who took the initiative to appear, he guarded against Wanwan, who took advantage of the high-speed raid of the Red Dragon Princess.

But what made Zhao Yan suffer the most was the Drow spirit who "taught" him the Drow assassination archery technique, and Zhao Yan was forced to evacuate in embarrassment before he could even find his hiding place.

There was no way, although the assassination arrow did not hit the vital point, it was obviously quenched with a violent toxin.

If it weren't for Zhao Yan who had provided his sister Xinyue with the knowledge that bezoars can detoxify, and Jiang Xinyue really developed Jiang's bezoar detoxification pills, Zhao Yan would have suffered a lot this time.

But even so, the wound after the poisoned arrow was removed, the poisonous blood was also released, and the antidote powder was applied, which was still painful and unbearable, making Zhao Yan's head a little dizzy.

100 points of will, which is equivalent to twice that of ordinary people, is still a little unable to bear the effect of this poisonous arrow, and God knows that if he does not retreat in time and deal with the wound oral medicine to detoxify. How dangerous the situation will be.

"Looks like we need to get a good piece of armor. Otherwise, these damn quenched cold arrows will be enough for us to drink a pot. ”

Shook off the dizzy brain. But Zhao Yan, who was not able to get the dizziness out of his mind, said with feeling.

"Yes, if there is armor, Zhao Gongzi, you will not suffer so much. ”

Wanwan clenched the three short spears, ready to throw the spears and attack the grass and startle the snake as soon as she sensed that something was wrong.

The assassin who used a quenched short arrow to hurt Zhao Yan made Wanwan very nervous.

"Don't be too nervous, even if that drow is a Scud. It's impossible to catch up, you have to trust the speed of our dear Miss Red Dragon Princess. ”

Zhao Yan, who noticed Wanwan and was nervous, persuaded and said.

In the process of killing demon slave soldiers everywhere and rescuing those poor civilians, Wanwan, who had never killed before, killed no less than thirty demon slave soldiers before and after.

As a person who has come over, Zhao Yan knows very well that even if those demon slave soldiers are heinous and will disintegrate and disappear after being killed, his heart will already be full of guilt because of killing.

This deep sense of guilt. It's not so easy to overcome, not to mention that Wanwan is still a delicate girl.

"What the hell is that attacker? Why didn't you even notice its existence before it made a move?"

Wanwan lowered the spear slightly. She asked with a frown, and then after looking around in the white sky, she quickly asked again, "Where are we going?"

Obviously. Wanwan's later question, the object of the inquiry was Princess Chilong.

"Go around in circles. Ditch off the would-be stalkers and head back to the mountains to recuperate. ”

The Red Dragon Princess running at high speed. gave Wanwan an answer.

The next time is the time for those martial arts masters scattered in the countryside to fight and fight with the gods and demons outside the sky, and the big demon who originally sat in the city and would never go out at night has a great chance of running out.

Moreover, the demons during the day are more bloodthirsty and irritable, far more difficult to deal with than at night.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhao Yan is now injured and poisoned, and he must find a safe place to recuperate and recover, and then slowly figure it out.

While talking, Princess Chilong, who was carrying Zhao Yan and Wanwan, came to a village where they had been last night.

When I saw it at night, I only saw it, but now I can look around by the light of the day, and I can suddenly see the bleak village scenery that must be described as miserable.

All the dwellings are in this state of open doors, and there are purple and black blood stains on the east and west of the ground, and there are all kinds of stumps and broken arms that have been gnawed, and they are all over the ground......

Broken clothes, abandoned goods and utensils, and bloodstained footprints strewn all over the floor testify to the villagers' inability to flee when danger strikes.

The mangled corpses of men, women and children lying in front of the door and by the roadside with shocking wounds in the east and west silently reveal how sad the fate of the panicked and fleeing villagers was in the face of the organized and conscious round-up of the slave soldiers of the gods and demons outside the sky.

Countless green-headed flies that smelled blood and gathered from all directions, buzzing around those bloodstains, made people feel irritated when they looked at it, and they wanted to throw it over and burn all these brainless things to ashes.

"Life is so fragile. ”

Zhao Yan shook his head again, and finally made himself feel a little better.

"Zhao Gongzi, look! Look at those corpses, they all seem to be alive! Look, they are moving-"

Wanwan, who could see it more clearly than Zhao Yan, suddenly pointed to the nearest corpse and said in a voice of surprise.

Zhao Yan took a closer look, and sure enough, just as Wanwan said, the corpse lying on the ground was trembling and jumping, and under Zhao Yan's gaze, he supported his body with twisted arms and climbed up tremblingly.

But...... A person with a big hole in his stomach and all his internal organs flowing out, and a person with an arrow in his throat, can he really be as alive as a person?

Looking at the corpse that stood up, the two eyes with a faint green color that were not focused, Zhao Yan really didn't realize that it was still a living person.

Living corpses, almost!

"Be careful, they are no longer the living, they are zombies who have been contaminated by the Demon God of the Outer Heaven with corpse poison and resurrected from the dead! They will attack all living creatures, devour the flesh and blood of living creatures, and use the corpse poison carried on their bodies to turn the remaining living into zombies like them!"

In fact, as Zhao Yan guessed, Princess Chilong, who had a lot of internal information, stopped and reminded in her Lolita voice.

"Leaving these zombies alone is also a big disaster. Zhao Yan pulled out the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword, shook his head a little dizzy, and ordered without looking back: "Wanwan, you pay attention to the vigilance immediately, and I will go to overtake these poor people." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yan didn't wait for Wanwan to answer, and jumped to the ground.

Probably feeling the deliciousness of Zhao Yan's flesh and blood, the zombie who got up first staggered towards Zhao Yan with a low roar, and there was a dark light in his eyes.

Zhao Yan frowned, he smelled the strong smell of corpses, it seems that what Princess Chilong said about corpse poison should be true.

However, the newly transformed zombie covered in the smell of corpses had no chance to eat the fresh meat in its mouth, because a sharpsword with broken hair had already beckoned towards its head.

Just listening to the muffled sound of poofing, half of the head and one arm of the newly transformed zombie no longer belonged to it.

But the zombie with only half of his brain left, but he didn't stop trying to eat people because of the headshot like the zombie in the movie, but stretched out his only remaining arm and continued to pounce on Zhao Yan.

Cockroaches, is this such a tenacious life?

Zhao Yan frowned, and slashed with his backhand with another sword, cutting the head of the newly transformed zombie into the shape of a sharp stake.

Of course, by the way, the remaining arm of the zombie also flew out.

Taking advantage of the situation and turning around, Zhao Yan cut off one of the zombie's legs......

So, the tenacious zombie finally fell to the ground unbearably, and the remaining brains splashed out far away, and the stench rising up made people want to vomit.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan was quite smart, and without waiting for the zombie to fall to the ground, he went straight to the next target.

This is also something that can't be helped, who let the other zombies also surround them?

However, with the test effect of the first unlucky egg, Zhao Yan has already understood how to deal with these headshot immortal zombies.

Zhao Yan, who used Tiyun Vertical and Vertical to go back and forth, kept greeting the zombies in the next three ways, and only when it was easy would he cut a sword on the zombie's head.

In this breached village, there were probably more than five hundred corpses, which had turned into zombies because they were infected with corpse poison, and they were extremely vigorous from all directions, and Zhao Yan, who was as bright as a torch in the dark night in their eyes, surrounded them, but one by one they were ruthlessly knocked down by Zhao Yan like cutting wheat.

There are men and women, old and young, and those who are adults are okay to say, when they encounter zombies who should be innocent children, even Zhao Yan, who is hard-hearted, can't do it.

But Zhao Yan still made a move after all, after all, they were no longer human, even if they still looked vague...... Like a cute child.

"This fucking world!"

When cutting down the first few child zombies in the unknown road, Zhao Yan couldn't help but mumble and curse.

Somehow, Zhao Yan remembered the children who followed him south and listened to him tell "bedtime stories" every day.

Zhao Yan couldn't imagine what he would do if the next time the gods and demons from outside the heavens attacked again, those children who he had already called all of them, and even some of them had very clear preferences and personalities, would become zombies like these children.

Can I still do it?

No matter how you think about it, the answer seems to be no!

Zhao Yan smiled bitterly, and then slashed the zombie that rushed out of a butcher shop, with a big waist and a full body.

"Who is the murderer, dare to open and kill in my Shuanglin Shop, eat your grandfather and I will stab!"

Before Zhao Yan could withdraw his long sword, he heard an angry shout, coming from the corner of the street.

Turning his head, Zhao Yan saw a black-robed man riding a white horse, holding a long-handled war knife with a golden handle that seemed to be +9 chasing 12, and the longitudinal horse with angry eyes rushed towards him. (To be continued......)