In this battle, he didn't have any helpers, and his opponents were at least tens of thousands!

This is an extremely terrifying number, and this number symbolizes that so many walking corpses can fill this entire street without leaving a single gap. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And Wang Xuan can clearly feel that among these walking corpses, there are many existences comparable to the pinnacle of the psychic realm, and there is even a qi sense realm!

However, their breaths are different and are hidden deeply, which makes Wang Xuan a little jealous.

Aren't these walking corpses wise?!

If so, the toughness of this battle will rise to an even greater level!

Not to mention whether these walking corpses are all intelligent or not, it's just that these high-level walking corpses can definitely cause huge trouble to the king's choice!

Fortunately, although the battle space here is small, there are two walls to draw on, if it is on a plain, I am afraid that these walking corpses only need to surround Wang Xuan, and then swarm up, so that Wang Xuan has nowhere to escape.

You must know that when the number reaches a terrifying level, then no matter how strong the strength is, it is likely that it will not be of the slightest use.

This is like the relationship between ants and elephants, although there is a huge gap between them, but if ants attack them in groups, then even elephants have to retreat.

Now, however, it is clear that Wang Xuan has no way out.

Rumble!

There was another thunderclap, and the walking corpses seemed to hear the horn of attack, and they densely attacked towards Wang Xuan, and in this group of endless torrents of walking corpses, there were hundreds of walking corpses standing high and far away, watching everything that happened below.

They were actually talking.

"My lord ordered us to kill this man, but he didn't let us do it directly, saying that he told us to watch a good show, what does this mean?"

"Your courage is really inversely proportional to your brain, and you dare to question what an adult says?"

Hearing the voice of the rhetorical question, a compromise came from the source of the voice: "I'm just confused, don't make a big fuss." ”

"Hehe, you'll know the adult's intentions later, and look at it with peace of mind. ”

These two were just one of hundreds of walking corpses, and their words didn't attract the attention of the other walking corpses, as if they were used to it.

Wang Xuan turned his hand up, the sun-breaking sword in his hand seemed to be cheering for Wang Xuan's arrival, a silver-white horse training seemed to build a bridge between the Milky Way, and the group of walking corpses that bore the brunt of it were cut by this horse training, mercilessly turned into two halves, and green blood rain began to fall in the sky, and a stronger smell of blood instantly filled the entire street.

This big battle has finally begun!

The corpses of the walking corpses fell from the sky, lying on their stomachs on the ground, and instantly raised the entire street a lot, Wang Xuan stepped on the corpses of the walking corpses, and there was no fatigue in his expression, he didn't need to look to know that the vacant spaces left by the walking corpses that were cut in half would soon be filled.

They are endless, completely expressionless, as if the word death has nothing to do with them.

Countless walking corpses were slashed by Wang Xuan's sword light, but there was no trace of dirty blood on the sword body, Wang Xuan's face was expressionless, and between the hand qi and sword falling, nothing could cause his mood to fluctuate.

The rain washed the blood, and the stench spread with the blood of the stream, and the small street was littered with corpses.

Wang Xuan's heart was very quiet, and it seemed that no matter how many walking corpses he killed, he couldn't cause any waves in his heart, because he knew that after this walking corpse that went forward and succeeded, he was the real enemy.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, but these walking corpses are desperately coming towards Wang Xuan, they are not brainless to pounce on Wang Xuan, in Wang Xuan's opinion, they are almost intelligent, or there are walking corpses behind their backs to control them.

And it should be that person who controls all this.

The angle of the walking corpse's attack is very tricky, although their attack method is single, but under this continuous and tireless attack method, Wang Xuan still suffered a lot of skin injuries.

Their claws were like sharp blades, cutting Wang Xuan's skin like tofu, Wang Xuan's heart was surprised, and his figure began to fall apart. In such an environment, he is like an elegant swordsman, harvesting the lives of his opponents, but his body is flying like a waterfall.

In this limited environment, he must master every movement precisely, rather than just pursuing speed.

His expressionless face only shows that he is serious enough now.

These walking corpses were all at the peak of body refining, but the damage he caused was amazing, because here Wang Xuanqi's body was as fragile as a thin piece of paper.

He could only avoid damage as much as he could, but he couldn't dodge all of it.

As soon as the sword went down, the incomparably sharp sword qi swept through, and Wang Xuan preserved his spiritual power as much as possible, so all he did was to destroy all the walking corpses close to him. And these walking corpses have all fallen, but in the darkness there are many pairs of eyes that have been coveted for a long time.

Wang Xuan is just a person, although he is conscious in this heavy rain, but he still has a time of confusion.

If he didn't pay attention, a wound appeared on his back, deep and painful, causing him to break out in a cold sweat, which was washed away with the rain.

These wounds never seemed to heal, and Wang Xuan felt the piercing pain, and the exhaustion in his heart made his sword a little slow and a little hesitant.

The battle had been going on for too long, and there were rain-soaked corpses everywhere, perhaps they were corpses themselves.

Wang Xuan had a mixture of green and red blood on his body, and the rain diluted the taste, but it still made him feel slimy. What he was thinking about in his heart was not this, what was this step by step, a sword breaking through the air?

He always felt that the next sword was the end, but this boundless alley brought him only dry and lonely death, these walking corpses were all dead things, and now the king chose to be in this, like a flat boat wandering in the sea, it was difficult to continue.

But he couldn't die no matter what, even if the wounds on his body began to smell of decay, even if his body was completely dead.

This sword was brought in by him, so naturally it needs to be brought out by him!

Not for a bright future, not for the king of the world, not for the unparalleled in the world, just for this, just for this unpolluted sword heart.

He vaguely remembered how a tall and majestic figure, holding such a sword, slashed the heavens and demons, and let the light of justice and peace shine all over the mountains and rivers!

The sword, which had already slowed down, suddenly accelerated at this moment, and the walking corpses that pounced on them were all separated from each other under this sword, scattered and vulnerable.

He was enlightened. (To be continued.) )