Shen Shi'an stood next to the highest fountain in the square, his chest heaving violently, rancid and blackened blood dripped down the blade of the sword, and soon gathered into a small pool at his feet. The sweat-drenched hair clings to his forehead, and his eyes are astonishingly black as ink.
There are too many zombies, and the waves are endless. He had stopped counting after three hundred, but the rapidly depleting physical strength and the increasing number of zombies around him undoubtedly showed the attack he had suffered.
Different from the zombie group encountered before, no matter how many there are, it is essentially a mass of scattered sand, and the attack is scattered and unreliable. They will even obstruct each other because of the robbing of flesh and blood. You can choose weak points to break through, or use tactics to move eastward and westward. their attention.
This group of zombies controlled by supernatural zombies seems to have a unified and coordinated brain. Not only is it not disturbed by ordinary strategies, but they have mastered the basic tactical essentials. No matter which direction Shen Shian rushes, the zombies from other directions will quickly gather. Swarming over, forming an insurmountable sea of zombies, and using wheel warfare to attack in turn, it is clear that they want to exhaust Shen Shi'an's physical strength.
Another wave of zombies came up, Shen Shi'an clenched the hilt of his sword and was about to meet the enemy, there was a piercing sound in his ears, and three more wind blades appeared out of thin air, attacking him like sharp swords. Shen Shi'an dodged two cuts, and the third cut across his right arm, and immediately another cut was dripping with blood.
He didn't bother to check the wound, and immediately searched in the direction of the wind blade. However, like the previous few times, he just caught the shadow of the mutated zombie in the last second, and the opponent was scurrying back and forth in the next second, and disappeared in the densely packed wave of zombies.
Oh shit. Shen Shi'an gritted his teeth secretly: This supernatural zombie is too difficult to deal with.
If it was a head-to-head battle alone, the supernatural zombies would definitely not be Shen Shi'an's opponent. The trouble is that the opponent's ability happens to be a long-range attack, and it can control more than 10,000 zombies to listen to its command, hide behind the zombie army and attack at every turn, and know how to change places with one shot, even its location can't be determined , how to capture the thief and capture the king
The only thing that can be called good news is that the zombie's ability should still be in the initial stage of evolution, and it can only shoot three wind blades at most at a time, and the wounds are not too deep. Heal as ever through Reiki.
After finishing off a wave of rushing zombies again, Shen Shi'an's breathing became more rapid. He can hide in the space to restore his physical strength, but this method has an obvious limitation, that is, he must come out from wherever he enters. A large number of zombies surrounded the past, and kept their eyes on that spot, waiting for an opportunity to attack. In this way, Shen Shi'an didn't even have a chance to evade. The moment he came out of the space was when his own defense was weakest, and he accidentally got several wounds on his body by the wind blade.
And it was probably because the smell of the spirit spring came out when he entered and exited the space. Every time he entered and exited, the mood of the zombie army became more frenzied.
More importantly, he couldn't afford to waste time, he had to go back as soon as possible to have a round with the kid to confirm whether the kid and Chen Nan were safe. Shen Shian knew that the zombies would not take the initiative to attack Shen Xun, but what if? They have never met a supernatural zombie before, and no one is sure whether a dog is attractive to a supernatural zombie. What if there is more than one zombie with this ability, besides the one in the square, there is another one that is leading the army of zombies to attack the off-road vehicle at this time
The ever-increasing anxiety and the endless attacks of the zombies made Shen Shi'an's expression more fierce, and his moves became more merciless. The severed limbs of the zombies were everywhere, and the foul blood flowed to the sky, like a hell on earth.
When two wounds were drawn on his face by the wind blade sneak attack again, the surging anger in his chest finally climbed to the extreme. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood that had dripped down his chin, raised his eyelashes lightly, and looked at the sea of zombies that hissed and howled densely in front of him, a faint layer of blood appeared in his dark eyes:
Is it hidden again
If you kill all these puppets, where else can you hide.
The exercises in the body are running to the extreme, and the continuous spiritual power is like a warm current, starting from the dantian, and quickly flowing to the limbs and bones. The wound on his face healed quickly, feeling the sense of strength refilling every inch of his skin, Shen Shi'an grasped the hilt of the sword and swung it twice, before the splashed blood drops landed, the whole person had turned into an afterimage, like a The arrows shot from the full bow pierced straight into the tide of zombies!
He had taught Chen Nan before that after completely depleting the supernatural powers in his body and replenishing them, he could maximize his potential and increase the growth rate of supernatural powers—this was actually the experience he had summed up from his own exercises.
Although he couldn't directly absorb the crystal nucleus like Chen Nan, the effect of Lingquan water was similar to that of the crystal nucleus, and even better. Since the spring gradually recovered, Shen Shi'an has been collecting spring water in a planned way along the way. Until now, there are 163 bottles of spiritual spring water on the second floor of the bamboo building.
Zombies don't exhaust themselves, and by coincidence, neither does he. Let's see whether the Lingquan water is used up first, or he gets rid of these puppets first.
Once the battle has progressed to a certain level, defending, attacking, finding the enemy's weak points... every move and style has become instinctive. In the dark, Shen Shi'an put the Buddha into a very mysterious state. Without the need to observe with eyes, the entire square and all the scenery on the square are projected in his mind completely like a 3D three-dimensional picture—
The distribution of the surrounding zombies, every movement of them, every angle of attack, and even the blood stains on the clothes of each zombie and the texture of rotting muscle are all clearly visible.
And as time went by, other things seemed to fade away one by one, and Shen Shian's consciousness was only left with the skulls of each zombie and the countless crystal nuclei embedded in the skulls, which shone with eye-catching red light as targets of attack.
The long sword merged with itself, and became part of the extended arm in a trance. The offensive and defensive advances and retreats were like arm commands, and the gurgling spiritual power was instilled in. Qi swept out with the offensive, accurately split dozens of zombie heads.
Shen Shi'an wasn't sure how long this mysterious state lasted, but when he got out of it, he was surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his palms were slippery, and there were only a handful of standing zombies.
Looking up, he saw a zombie with half of his face full of flesh and blood and half of his face full of bones at the edge of the square.
There was a sound of piercing through the air, and three more wind blades whizzed over.
Shen Shi'an's feet didn't move at all, and the long sword was raised horizontally to block, clank, and the three wind blades didn't even touch the corners of his clothes, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye like thin snow that had encountered boiling water.
The dark eyes were as cold as ice, Shen Shi'an looked at the supernatural zombie and said softly: "After fighting for so long, do you think I haven't figured out your way yet?"
The supernatural zombie seemed to understand that something was wrong, turned around and wanted to run away, Shen Shi'an swung his sword across, and a cold sword qi struck it in an instant, splitting it in two from the waist.
Shen Shi'an didn't rush to solve it, his chest heaved violently and gasped for a few times, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with one knee leaning on his sword. His arms trembled slightly due to the load that was almost beyond the limit, and he almost couldn't even open the bottle cap. It wasn't until he drank most of the bottle of Lingquan water in one go that he finally regained his strength.
Even with the support of spiritual spring water, it is still too reluctant to fight against ten thousand. If it weren't for the good weapons, it would be a question of whether he could leave alive today.
He stopped at the spot to rest for a while, took out water to clean the blood on his palm and blade, and washed his face briefly, then stood up again, held the hilt of the sword and walked forward in the sea of corpses and blood, and caught up with the A supernatural zombie who was chopped off at the waist and still crawled forward trying to escape.
Shen Shi'an stepped on it: "Can it talk?"
"Ho!!" The supernatural zombie struggled desperately, making a howl that was different from ordinary zombies and closer to beasts, but it was also meaningless to Shen Shi'an.
The cloudy eyeballs are full of greed and madness, not so much human beings, but more like uncivilized ferocious beasts.
It seems that it is not the recovery of human consciousness, but the evolution of the most basic animal intelligence as a species of zombie.
I don't know whether it was a sigh of relief or a sigh, the arm moved slightly, the snow-blue sword light swished past, and the supernatural zombie twitched twice and quickly stopped moving.
Shen Shi'an put the long sword back into the scabbard, squatted down and found a crystal nucleus from the skull, cleaned it and put it in the pocket of his coat.
Returning along the original road at the fastest speed, from a distance, I saw Shen Xun sitting on the hood of the car dangling his legs, and a few zombies wandering around, all of them looked at him as if they couldn't see a child Nothing happens.
"An'an!" Shen Xun found him immediately, like a ignited shell, jumped out of the car and rushed all the way into Shen Shi'an's arms: "Where did you go? What happened? If you If I don’t come back, I’m going to find you, but I promise you to keep an eye on the car and not run around, how are you? Are you in danger? Are you injured?! Who did it!!”
The barrage of questions rang in Shen Shi'an's ears without a break, especially the last two sentences, which almost broke his voice due to anxiety and anger, and almost deafened his ears. He quickly stretched out his arms and pulled the child a distance away. : "I'm not hurt."
"You lied!" Shen Xun's eyes were red, "Your clothes are covered with blood!"
Although the wound cut by the wind blade was healed with spiritual energy, the bloodstains and damaged cloth could not hide it. Shen Shi'an patted the child's back twice, and opened the fabric opening to show him: "It's really not hurt, look, it's all right, the blood is not mine." Then he quickly changed the subject: "Where's Chen Nan?"
As he asked, he glanced at the scattered zombie corpses around the off-road vehicle—all of them were killed by a blow to the head, obviously caused by Chen Nan's stabbing stick.
Sure enough, Shen Xun calmed down, with a strange expression he had never seen before, hugging Shen Shi'an's neck and said: "He's gone." Before Shen Shi'an could speak, he said again: "He said he would lure all the zombies away."
Shen Shi'an's expression froze, and he put the child down and looked into his eyes: "Tell me carefully from the beginning to the end."
Five minutes later, Shen Shi'an put the off-road vehicle into the space, and said to the child, "Can you confirm the direction?"
Shen Xun carried the Tang Dao that was half higher than his whole body, squatted on the sidewalk on the left side of the road, stained a little dried blood with his hands, sniffed it with his nose, then stood up and pointed in one direction :"there!"
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