The city that was originally prosperous and magnificent, but now it is a city that has terrifyingly collapsed and has corpses floating in the sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, in the alley, a crazy life struggle and fight continued, and it must continue, because those who do not want to die can only persevere.

According to the plan of the blood clan, the Yunxiao Wanyan City should have turned into a dead land at this time, but in fact, there are still many earthly remains alive in the entire city at this moment.

The reason is the key point of this mission: Mr. Xie San was completely difficult to crack than expected.

In the information of the blood clan, Xie San Shao Xie Xuan is a playboy who is addicted to wine and sex. If it weren't for the powerful grandfather Xie Weiguo, people like Xie Xuan would not be qualified to be included in the information network information of the blood clan.

But when they really found Xie Xuan, the noble third young master was shocked but not confused. The pure steel sword in his hand was unsheathed and rushed out under the siege of more than ten blood clans. The delicate and weak woman who followed him along the way was even more powerful. She seemed weak, but in fact she was like a tiger. The two of them joined forces to force the blood clan's final siege several times... This is also one of the reasons why other survivors in the city can temporarily hide with peace of mind. The elites of the blood clan had to gather on Xie Xuan's side.

The young man holding the purple flame sword in one hand jumped up in the air, and the pure steel sword in his hand slashed out dozens of Douqi sword lights in an instant. The interlaced purple flame arcs were like dozens of surging waves rolling together, and finally triggering a huge tsunami.

With the sword light of Dou Qi, he created a violent roaring wave. Xie Xuan held the long sword and swung the formation behind him. Whether it was the surging zombie group or the blood clan assassins hidden therein, they were attacked and killed by them to retreat or give them the head. Yang Caier, who was guarding Xie Xuan, was even more fierce and powerful. Any blood clan who was forced to appear within her range of killing could no longer escape the fate of being beaten by heavy punches.

"Drunk tigers, rush down the mountain to capture jackals!"

Yang Caier leaned back and stepped on her feet in a irregular manner. She rushed towards her opponent with her head as a hammer, and the petite jade hand hidden in her lower abdomen was shaking the cup. When the opponent slashed her head with a sword, she swung her very strangely. At the same time, her hands were mysteriously and quickly shot from the midline of the human body. She bypassed the sword and attacked the opponent's empty gate at a strange and wonderful angle, forcing the blood clan assassin who had already seen this monster woman's terrifying boxing power to retreat.

However, he retreated step by step, and did not dare to fight directly for injuries. He fell into the rhythm of the drunk boxing master like Yang Caier, which was the most fatal mistake of this blood clan assassin.

"Drunk Crane, spread its wings and attack in a series of ways!"

While reciting the boxing formula, Yang Caier had already jumped up, her arms spread across the sky, and a pair of beautifying legs that looked like crane wings kicked out in a series. Not only was the force fast, but the angle was tricky. The three-legged chain directly smashed the head of the blood clan assassin and the plasma exploded.

Rolling in the air, he fell into the corpse group, spinning and exploding, and the power of the divine fist falling into the clothes spread like a deep sea vortex. With the explosion of huge power, the zombies in the radius scattered like fireworks, and what was revealed was Yang Caier, who was in the middle of the two legs and treading a large area of ​​land, gasping for breath. The girl's eyebrows were as delicate as picturesque and her spirit was flying.

As Yang Caier breathed a little, Xie Xuan heard a roar of hoarseness. A powerful purple sword energy slashed diagonally, and a large number of zombies fell in front of the Third Young Master... However, he had also been pushed to his limit. His palm softened, and the long sword with pure steel all over the body with countless small characters engraved on both sides fell on the ground. The sharp sword body pierced into the ground, and its owner had lost the power to control it.

Xie Xuan burst out with a blow, and after half of his strength was kneeling on the ground, the surrounding zombies rushed towards Xie Xuan again fearlessly, but they flew backwards and were torn and pierced by the fist that Yang Caier shot like a strong arrow.

"Sister Caier... I'm sorry, I can't do it anymore. I invited you to drink this time, but it hurts you... Get away quickly, I'll cut off the rear for you."

"What stupid things to say? In front of my beautiful sister, how can you say that you can't do it as long as a man? Come up, my sister will take you out." In Xie Xuan's astonished gaze, the girl covered in blood on her fist armor squatted down, and then let herself lie on her slender back. The next moment, she bounced up again and rushed towards the group of corpses without fear.

"Sister Caier..."

"Don't stop so much nonsense about mother-in-law and mother, help me look around, don't let those dead bats plot against me." The strength was thriving, and the runes on the fist armor lit up one by one... Yang Caier was drinking like an immortal in green, killing and turning demons with her fist. Facing the endless enemies, there was no fear or hesitation in her eyes, only a mountain-like firmness: swing! swing! swing!

Before I died and before I fell, no one could defeat me. The weak girl carried a man on her charge, and the courage and power that burst out at that moment seemed like a tiger going down the mountain, and the wind blew the forest.

...Ao Xiaoqinghou Liu Qinghou, Yang Caier, who is full of poetry and wine, and has a strong force in defeating thousands of troops, Xiao Pojun, and Zhu Peng, the four newcomers in the Chinese art world in the 21st century. As long as they have not died and survived to the present, there is no Yi person who is easy to do...

Above the bell tower, white smoke rises and spreads.

The mighty and strong Cha Huang inserted several incense sticks as thick as a finger into the copper furnace. He respectfully and piously worshiped a ox-horned god of war made of strange painted black metal. Although this god of war was a human, his head rose from two horns and his body was strong, rough and wild.

It is difficult to describe the majesty and domineeringness of this great god in simple words, but if you say a code name, a name is enough: the master of the Chinese soldiers and the god of war Chiyou.

He respectfully offered the soldiers' master, and then Cha Huang Keman turned around and picked up a mountain-opening axe beside him with a fierce and simple shape that appeared in thunder patterns... The fourth-level legendary magic weapon "Thunder Blade Blade".

In recent years, the Chinese Warrior Association has carried out large-scale trade with the dwarf tribe in the wizard world. However, until now, the legendary magic weapons are still very small in transaction amounts. At least the weapons in the hands of the eight masters of the Shenwu Pavilion of the Chinese Warrior Association are not equipped with all the legendary magic weapons. What's more, the preciousness and rareness of the fourth-level thunder blade in Cha Huang Keman's hand is unimaginable for the remnants of the earth.

"What are you doing?"

The old monk sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes and reciting the sutra of rebirth frowned slightly, and at the same time he called Cha Huang Keman.

"Of course I'm going to save the two dolls below. Are your two old eyes used to breathe?"

“…You do this will ruin our overall plan.”

"Go to your mb's overall plan. A group of dead bats rely on their cubs to bully the younger generation. It is natural for us elders to stand up for the younger generation. Xie Xuan's soft-footed shrimp is fine. A girl like Caier has been bullied. My elder-sister-in-law's eyes are open and I am a turtle with a head-hooked turtle. That's nothing.

...You are not sure about dealing with the old bat. I will fight you in the front, and you will drag it until you feel confident before taking action. This is not my destruction plan, right?" As he said that, he clenched the axe in his hand slightly, and a clear arc of electric power spread throughout Huang Keman's body. Then he walked out of the attic with the axe, leaving only the old monk hidden in the shadow behind him.

"……Amitabha."

After Cha Huang Keman walked out of the attic with a big axe, Fuhui lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name. The next moment, the golden white light spread around the old monk, and it was fiercely burning. Then the entire attic returned to darkness and silence, and the man had disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, a dazzling and strong thunder teared the darkness of the night sky like a meteor, and fell to the ground. In front of Yang Caier, who was carrying Xie Xuan's sweat, a strong uncle covered in thunder and lightning fell to the ground. He slashed down with an axe with a dragon-like sound, accompanied by the sound of a wind blowing like a dragon, and an electromagnetic shock wave that could be seen at the naked eye spread, almost involving the entire half of the Yunxiao City in front of him.

Whether it is a zombie or a blood clan hiding in it, the arc will shatter and the whole body will burst into a shattered blood foam and red mist... The strong third-level legendary strongman is shocked with the terrifying combat power of one person fighting one army!

...Ch Huang Keman himself does not have the strength of the third level, but the power of the thunder blade greatly supplements his comprehensive strength shortcomings of pure physical destructive power. This fourth-level thunder axe can release thunder magic power equal to the physical destructive power of the warrior, and it is heavy and sharp, hard and hard to damage...

In the room of 26687, everyone was tidying up supplies and adjusting their status, hoping that they could handle the rescue of Yunxiao Wanshou City from the outside world.

"Brother, can these people be trusted? I thought you would drive them away." Xue Naili walked behind Zhu Peng who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and spoke softly.

"Don't worry, I know them far better than you. The first thing they care about is whether they can survive... Those who have experienced the end of life as cheap as grass know the most about how precious life is."

"...Brother, what did we encounter? What are you going to do next?"

"Maybe it was the leak of the witchcraft experiment, maybe it was the enemy of Lord Dizora, or the enemy of our earth's remnants, that there was too little information, and I could not determine it.

As for how to do it... we will drag on it. In fact, with our current strength, even if we want to take the initiative to solve it, we can only drag it down for the sake of the present plan. There is a problem with the wizard tower of a legendary wizard. This kind of thing cannot be concealed for a long time. With the power of the wizard city, it is definitely not something that can be resisted by the power of the wizard city that is now covered by the never-sleeping city. It is hidden to delay time. Even if Lord Dizorra's wizard tower is relatively independent, it is impossible for no one to notice the abnormality in two or three days.

And before that, all we can do is to ensure that we survive...what is that!?"

Even the thick fog could not be completely covered. A dazzling thunder shining in the sky fell down, followed by a loud explosion... Zhu Peng's mouth also outlined a curve.

For everyone at this moment, variables mean vitality. You are not afraid of variables, but you are afraid that everything will be silent and absolutely silent.

"By the way, it feels like I suddenly went back two years ago. We were still doing the same job and doing the same thing. We followed Brother Peng in one direction and made a life with difficulty... It was like the past two years have been a dream, and everything suddenly returned to the starting point."

"It's not a dream, at least the knowledge and power we have gained are real." Qin Pengfei and Wang Gang were dismantling the iron and wood in the room. The doomsday escape two years ago did not only bring them pain, but also allowed everyone to have some skills that they would not have touched.

In Wang Gang's hands, a red magic flame burned, softening and reshaping the steel in a very short time. Qin Pengfei's hands were wrapped in a circle of green light, and green gem powder was flying in his palms. Then he incorporated the powder into the iron arrow in Wang Gang's hands in a certain pattern.

These two guys were able to create crude crossbows with extremely simple tools two years ago and received relatively good treatment in the team with this skill. Two years later, the two men who have become wizard apprentices have become more and more skilled in their craftsmanship, integrating their original abilities into the magic system.

Yurito, who was not only worried about taking care of Lin Qian, looked at the two of them with the skills of making weapons out of nothing, and almost showed a star-like worship in their eyes.

The steel crossbow machine was embedded on the wood, and Qin Pengfei controlled the magic of the wind to skeleton the crossbow. In less than an hour, a medium-sized crossbow that looked a bit pieced together but was still full of fierceness was created. Wang Gang, who had the weakest practical ability, shot an arrow at the opposite wall with a crossbow arrow. At the moment when the crossbow arrow left the string, when the acceleration reached a certain level, the green gem powder on the crossbow arrow changed. They wrapped the entire crossbow arrow with a layer of rotating wind, and at the same time increased the speed and sharpness of the crossbow arrow. With a bang, the crossbow arrow entered the wall, which was obviously powerful.

"I haven't seen each other for two years, and my craftsmanship has improved."

"President, this crossbow is within fifty steps, and it is not inferior to the rifle in terms of power alone... I know I don't have any talent in combat, so after going to the Tongtian Witch Tower, the main attack direction is enchantment." Wang Gang turned his head and saw Zhu Peng who had walked behind him at some point. He quickly turned around and handed the crossbow over, but was pushed away by the other party with a smile. In Zhu Peng's opinion, the attack point of the crossbow is too obvious and its power is not great enough. Unless he has special skills, he will be used to deal with second and third-level warriors. Unless he doesn't know the crossbow at all, it will be difficult to hit, and even if he shoots, it will be difficult to hit with one blow.

This kind of self-defense weapon is too wasteful to be put on Zhu Peng, and it is just right to stay on Wang Gang.
Chapter completed!