The black-faced zombies were very fast, and they followed behind step by step, without the slightest relaxation.

Li Xiaoyi and Mu Jianchen galloped side by side, hurrying with all their strength without saying anything for a while.

Wang Zheng, who was leading the way in front, showed no signs of stopping, Gao Zhuofan, Sun Jiaqi and others, who were a little exhausted because of the long battle, still insisted on saying a word.

"It's not a way to go on like this. Mu Jianchen finally couldn't help but say.

Li Xiaoyi glanced at the black-faced zombie behind him and followed closely: "I have my own way." ”

A trace of surprise flashed in Mu Jianchen's eyes, and he didn't say anything, the Shushan Sword Sect suffered heavy losses this time, and he felt a little self-blame in his heart.

On the other hand, Li Xiaoyi's rescue this time, although there are its own factors in it, but the four words of advance and retreat are deserved.

Mu Jianchen was thinking about it, and above the sky, four light curtains suddenly lit up, and from the bottom to the top, it was as if a corner of heaven and earth had been cut off.

Li Xiaoyi, who suddenly stopped his figure, looked at this scene with the corners of his mouth upturned, and Mu Jianchen, Su Yunhan and the others were even more surprised.

With a wave of his hand, the Kunlun disciples who were ambushed around him escaped and soon appeared behind Li Xiaoyi, including Gao Zhuofan and others who had gone and returned.

Although the large array is large, it is not enough to enclose all the black-faced zombies.

There was still a small part of them staying, but it did not include the person who led the way, at this moment he was in the corpse suppression array, looking at Li Xiaoyi coldly.

To be honest, the white-haired young man in front of him made him feel familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had seen it, but when he saw the people of the Shushan Sword Sect, his eyes suddenly lit up with angry flames.

Mu Jianchen and Su Yunhan and other disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect didn't recognize him at first, but once they took a closer look, their faces changed greatly.

Wang Lun?

It was the one who was on the top of the mountain outside Xinghua Town, Wang Lun, who had betrayed his sect and apostasy, and was also the person who would kill the Shushan Sword Sect on the gold medal for taking his life!

"Kill all the wounded first!"

didn't wait for Wang Lun to make any changes, but Li Xiaoyi took the lead in speaking.

His tone was undoubted, those disciples who were injured in the battle of Fangcai, all of them suddenly showed shocked faces, and before anyone could speak, the sword body of the moon in the well flashed, and a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect immediately flew up, and he didn't even have a chance to react.

The people of the Forget Worry Sect, the Dayan Sect, including the people of the Shushan Sword Sect, were stunned at first, and before they came back to their senses, the people of the Kunlun Sect had already taken the first step.

As if they had discussed it in advance, Zhang Sheng and the others had already deliberately approached those people, and they were ruthless when they attacked.

Human heads flew up, headless corpses fell from the sky, blood stained the sky red, but no one squeaked.

The person who was killed was too late, the person who killed it was intentional, but the bystanders knew that such a knife was only a matter of time.

This is also what Li Xiaoyi discussed with Zhang Sheng and others in advance, it must be so, he doesn't want to be attacked by the enemy when fighting for his life, and he doesn't want these people who have just been rescued by them to be tied.

Although everyone's faces are angry and sad, after all, they are close relatives and trusted people, and they have hatred in their hearts, and they can only vent on those black-faced zombies at this moment.

Such a ruthless decision made Wang Lun, who was trapped in the big array, impressed, but on the contrary, this was a premeditated plan that had been prepared for a long time.

Count the heavens and the earth to count others, but I didn't expect to be calculated by others in the end!

When Li Xiaoyi waved his hand again, the Kunlun Sect's main attack and auxiliary men were already scattered, just waiting for Li Xiaoyi's order.

He turned his head to look at Gao Zhuofan and said, "The big array will be yours!"

After speaking, they glanced at Mu Jianchen, the two nodded to each other, and looked at the black-faced zombie who was about to rush over, Li Xiaoyi shouted: "For the sake of the dead fellow, take revenge!"

Everyone responded, shouting in heart-rending rage: "Revenge!"

Heaven and earth were slaughtered, and the eyes filled with blood and hatred once again ignited people's inherent madness.

Until this time, he still did not forget to win people's hearts, and threw the cauldron with the same blade to the other side, Gao Zhuofan sighed in his heart, and still pulled Sun Jiaqi to walk down together.

The sword light in the sky was lined up, and the rows brought up the roar of death, and the black-faced zombies who rushed to the front row suddenly fell.

The flesh and blood flew everywhere, which aroused the ferocity of the black-faced zombies even more, and they were desperate to go one after another, forgetting to die just to get closer.

The team of the Kunlun Sect only has one sword per person, no matter whether the sword hits or not, they all swap positions with the brothers in the robe behind them, and then have the power of auxiliary blessings, and the killing is full of wind and water for a while.

The Great Yan Sect and the Shushan Sword Sect did not have so many requirements, everyone came out with swords, one after another, and the killing was more fierce than the Kunlun squad at the beginning, but as time passed, the strength was not enough, and it became slower and slower.

Fortunately, Li Xiaoyi and Mu Jianchen, as well as Su Yunhan, the leaders of the three generations of disciples, participated in it, and there was no room for the black-faced zombies who came over.

In the big array, the black-faced zombie that Wang Lun turned into looked at this scene with cold eyes, and his heart was already turbulent.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the thundercloud and lightning that appeared above the large array, and with a loud roar, the black-faced zombies trapped in the array suddenly began to collide in all directions, wanting to break through the large array of corpses and demons.

Dozens of disciples of the Great Yan Sect and the Forgetting Worries Sect, under the leadership of Gao Zhuofan, immediately stood in the four corners of the formation.

Let the slightest ray of light that be implicated in the large array entangle their bodies, and each person holds two spirit stones in both hands for the consumption of spiritual energy.

In the sky and on the ground, it is in full swing, on one side is the real sword and real gun, and on the other side is the siege and counter-breakthrough of the large array.

It consumes time and one's own will, and the number of black-faced zombies is decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Especially the Kunlun team, as time goes by, the strength shown at this moment is simply crushing the opponent.

Even if there are black-faced zombies occasionally interspersed from the sword light and sword breath, because they are two people facing each other, there are two rows in front and back, there is no possibility of sneak attack at all, and before they can fly close, they are strangled to death by a burst of sword light.

At the top of the sky, the ghost held the square treasure mirror, shining around, often when the black-faced zombie just came into contact with the monk, he was stunned on the spot.

Waiting for them was only a ruthless sword light, and a sword that separated the human head.

Its spirit, which had not yet been annihilated, was naturally withdrawn into the mirror by the Quartet Treasure Mirror, and the ghost seemed to like this very much, and had a lot of fun.

Looking at the array again, Wang Lun has already discovered this, there are too few zombies staying outside, and the other party is prepared, the time and place are favorable, and they don't occupy anything, if they let things be discovered like this, the result can be imagined.

Under the continuous bombardment of thunder and fire, the black gas of his body burst out, and the zombies around him in the vicinity seemed to have received some order, desperately protecting his surroundings from the thunder and fire.

An ancient mantra suddenly sounded, like a Buddha chanting a scripture, the rhythm was slow, and the sound of a drum was sonorous and powerful.

Xu Yun's face turned pale, including the rest of the people, because this time there were too many zombies trapped in the corpse suppression array, and they didn't care about the rampage of life and death, making the entire array stagger, as if it might collapse at any time.

Li Xiaoyi frowned, knowing that Xu Yun's side would not be able to hold out for too long, and if the big array was broken, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He pursed his lips, looked at Mu Jianchen and said, "Do you dare to cross the field with me?"

Mu Jianchen raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you dare!"

Li Xiaoyi laughed, pressed the knife with his right hand, and stepped out first, his white hair was also flying, and his body rushed out.

Mu Jianchen snorted coldly, and the two swords, not to be outdone, rose together, following closely behind.

The rest of the people were not as crazy as the two of them, and Chen Yueling and Su Yunhan pressed the formation, and the sword light danced endlessly.

A knife draws a knife to cut off the water, first blocking the waist and cutting off the waist of a zombie, waving the knife without entering the misty knife intent, taking advantage of the situation, and changing hands is a knife that spreads a thousand heavy curtains.

The shadow of the knife is like the moon, fast and round, although it is already surrounded by black-faced zombies, it does not let a corpse get close.

Compared with Li Xiaoyi's quick knife to cut through the chaos, Mu Jianchen's momentum is even greater.

The sword intent turned twice, one intention turned into a dragon's head, rampage, one intention turned into a shock, as fast as lightning, where it passed, the tragic limbs and broken bodies flew together, and there was no corpse to shake its edge.

The two of them were unstoppable and killed, and then there was a baptism of sword light in the rear, and there were already few black-faced zombies, and suddenly there was not much left.

Zhang Sheng took the lead, Chen Yueling, and Su Yunhan rushed towards the remaining zombies together, Li Xiaoyi put away his sword and stood, and Mu Jianchen glanced at each other, both of them saw a trace of joy in each other's eyes.

However, at this moment, a huge roar, like a landslide, floated up from below.

Li Xiaoyi and Mu Jianchen changed their faces one after another, and their bodies that they didn't want to think about moved, and the next moment they appeared in front of the big array.

I saw that in the original corpse suppression demon array, for some reason, a tornado hurricane suddenly blew.

The black gas was pervasive, and there were countless black-faced zombies rolling in it, and it was from here that the whistling sound came.

The ghost cried as if it was the Netherworld Ghost Domain, countless corpses were shattered in the hurricane, and those souls that could be seen, no matter how they struggled in the hurricane, they just couldn't break free.

The strange blood-colored runes that made people know why were also mixed in the hurricane, how familiar this scene was, it was the landscape that Li Xiaoyi had seen before.

Secretly screaming "not good!", he hurriedly ran to Xu Yun's approach, and only glanced at the latter's face, Li Xiaoyi knew that something was wrong!

Corpse Flesh Demon, this is the process of refining the Corpse Flesh Demon, if Wang Lun succeeds, a corpse Flesh Demon who is not injured at all, how powerful it should be!

At this time, the sky had been cleared, and Zhang Sheng, Chen Yueling and others also went down to the ground together, all of them were startled by the scene in front of them.

"What are you waiting for?"

Li Xiaoyi shouted loudly, and immediately woke up everyone in a daze, Chen Yueling, Zhang Sheng, and hurriedly ran to the four corners of the big array, and let the silk threads on the outer layer of the big array wrap around their bodies.

The other two sect disciples also joined in the same way, and with the increase in the number of people and the filling of spiritual energy, the originally extremely unstable corpse suppression demon array immediately stabilized.

But the whirlpool in the array, which was like a black dragon, blew more violently, and Li Xiaoyi stared at the figure in the hurricane with a cold face.

Suddenly, the man turned his head, revealing a hideous face, facing Li Xiaoyi, he smiled.