The end of the world: from devouring, my corpse king rises

Chapter 64 The futile struggle

"Ahh! Kill!"

"go to hell!"

"Longjing Corpse King, I must kill you!"

"..."

The shouts were loud and clear.

Led by Lu Siqi, 22 third-level and above evolutionaries surrounded Zhang Yang and launched an attack at the same time.

a time.

All kinds of abilities came crashing down at once.

Lu Siqi and Zhao Yalin are evolutionists of the spiritual system of controlling objects. At this moment, flying swords made of forged fine steel flew out from behind, forming two storms of sword blades, covering Zhang Yang in the center of the encirclement.

Whoosh...

The flying sword kept roaring past.

With the blessing of Lu Siqi's fourth-order peak mental power, the power is enough to break through the frontal armor of the tank.

Even for the weaker Tier [-] Zhao Yalin, Feijian should not be underestimated, and could still wipe out hordes of zombies.

however.

In the past, the blade storm was invincible.

This time it was a rare failure.

Lu Siqi and Zhao Yalin could clearly feel that there was an extremely powerful layer of mental power covering Zhang Yang's body, providing him with 360-degree all-round protection without dead ends, and the strength was also very exaggerated.

If.

The spiritual power of Lu Siqi and other human spiritual evolutionists is at the level of iron wire.

So flamboyant is the thick and thin steel bars of the arms!

Whether it is in terms of total quantity or quality, it is 100% crushing with no suspense and a huge gap!
Those flying swords that are about to leave afterimages and pass by quickly, seem to be able to cut everything, but they can't break through Zhang Yang's defense at all, it doesn't even count as scraping, it can only be massaged at best!

in contrast.

Zhang Yang just coughed lightly.

Then there was a majestic mental power roaring out, sweeping all directions, destroying the dead.

The two overlapping blade storms collapsed instantly in front of the mental power like a stormy wave, and flying swords scattered and flew.

And Lu Siqi and Zhao Yalin were the first to bear the brunt.

His mind was shaken by a strong mental shock.

Suddenly felt dizzy.

Seven orifices bleeding.

Staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Captain! Arlene!"

The rest of the team members exclaimed, Zhao Zhe quickly helped the two of them up, and more continued to attack Zhang Yang fearlessly.

but.

But in vain.

"Death to the Lord!"

Feng Zhanqiang gathered his momentum, roaring like thunder, deafening.

His ability is related to his aura. The higher the aura of himself and his teammates, the stronger he will be.

now.

In the beheading squad, they share the same hatred, the crowd is furious, and they don't care about life and death.

Feng Zhan's strength has also reached a new height.

It was directly promoted from Tier [-] to Tier [-].

A golden qigong light wave was emitted by it, which was more powerful than a cannonball, and shot straight at Zhang Yang!
"Interesting ability."

Zhang Yang praised.

Looking at the golden air wave coming from the lasing.

He lifted only one finger.

Wisps of blood-red spiritual power gradually condensed from illusion to substance, turning into a spiral golden needle, extremely sharp, as if it could penetrate everything!

This is one of the abilities of "Strong·Spiritual Mind Power", the power of mind is condensed!
prior to.

Zhang Yang used this trick to turn a large amount of mental power into an invisible quagmire, directly intercepting the overwhelming artillery fire.

But at this moment, it is a subtle operation.

Condensing the spiritual power into a spiral golden needle.

Spin and fly out.

Collided with the golden air wave!
The tip of the needle is against the wheat awn.

After all, the mighty golden air wave is hard to beat the power of a higher level, and it was pierced and torn by the high-speed rotating spiral gold needle in the blink of an eye.

However, the spiral lily needle formed by Zhang Yang's mental power is still unabated.

Whoosh!
It pierced through Feng Zhan's chest.

The strong spiral force instantly tore his whole body into pieces of flesh!

Feng Zhan, die!

A golden energy crystal was swallowed by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang pursed his lips.

The meaning is still unfinished.

Scarlet eyes scanned the audience.

Noticing a nurse who was healing the wounded, she immediately evoked a demonic and terrifying evil smile.

next moment.

puff!

A big hand pierced through the chests of both the nurse and the wounded.

Take out two fiery hearts that are still beating.

Kill two more people!

"Qiu Ya! Charlotte!"

"No!"

The mournful wailing sounded again, and someone rushed up again, wanting to avenge the dead teammates.

however.

Zhang Yang simply ignored them.

He is like a worker picking vegetables in a greenhouse. When he sees which vegetables are fresh and may taste better, he picks them one by one without hesitation.

No matter how the surrounding vegetables stretch out the branches, leaves and roots to block it.

They are also completely useless.

most.

Just to annoy Zhang Yang.

Directly use mental power to suppress the troublemakers to death on the spot!
Don't you want to jump in line early?
can.

Complete you!
Just like that, Zhao Zhe, Xu Yalin, Zhao Yalin...

Members of the beheading team one after another were easily killed by Zhang Yang, devouring the energy crystals, and their bodies were collected into the panel space.

The rest were powerless to stop it.

Every struggle is just futile.

But in the blink of an eye.

There used to be 22 people, and all of them were third-tier and above beheading squads. Only Lu Siqi was left alone, and all the other team members had already set out on the road first.

In the empty and messy ruins.

Only Zhang Yang and Lu Siqi were left.

The former is still in an elegant and dignified posture, not a single drop of blood is stained on his body, and even his hairdo is not messed up in the slightest. At this moment, he is shaking the red wine glass, tasting the blood on his lips, as if he is a high-ranking winner.

And the latter.

Because of repeated attempts to attack, he was already covered in bruises.

One arm was cut off, the abdomen was pierced by his own flying sword, and other large and small cuts and wounds spread all over the body. All relying on the little spiritual power left, he forcibly maintained his belief and body, otherwise he would have already been exposed. die.

But even so.

Lu Siqi was still staggering towards Zhang Yang.

With the remaining left hand.

Pull out the flying sword piercing through the abdomen.

Roaring heart-piercingly, he wanted to cut Zhang Yang under the sword!
however.

Zhang Yang just had a thought.

The tyrannical mental power is to instantly cover it, making it unable to move, and can only maintain blinking and breathing.

Like a living statue.

Lu Siqi struggled and made an indistinct voice:

"Longjing Corpse King! If you want to kill or cut, give it a good time! Otherwise, you will die, or I will die!"

But Zhang Yang was indifferent.

Even a little want to laugh.

perhaps.

This is the so-called, as long as you are weak enough, then any threat is just a joke to others.

"Don't worry, you really won't survive, but I won't let you die so soon. There is still a good show, and I need you to be an audience."

Zhang Yang took Lu Siqi into the air.

Overlook the entire battlefield.

Prepare to let him witness the complete collapse of the large army.

Let's kill again!
　There is a third one!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)