Zombie Apocalypse

"Ah... it was almost destroyed in the hands of the little girl. I want her, I want her. I want her to be by my side. I want to torture her day and night and let her live through a hundred years and feel the pain of death. But can't die"

A sharp roar like a ghost came from the smoke, and the sound was like a child's howl.

Qin An frowned slightly. Although he had never seen Ying Huo, he had indeed heard some rumors about him. He didn't expect that this guy would actually speak human words, and he didn't know the conditions under which such a nightmare-level awakening could be formed. By.

Maybe he didn't need any conditions at all, as long as he could obtain the power of the sword god, he could evolve into a powerful creature.

So is Yinghuo a strong-body sword repairer who condenses the soul of the sword and possesses a divine sword, as rumored?

Qin An decided to try the true and false, in fact, no matter what, since I encountered the infant fire today, Qin An will try to kill it.

The situation is still very dangerous now, and he is affected by the imprisonment spell, and now the dream space cannot be opened, which means that Liu Yuanchao, King Kong and others cannot be well protected.

So since the defense is useless, he can only attack.

Thinking of this, Qin An used his mind to summon the Sanhuo Yingyue Wentian Divine Sword, and then controlled the sword spirit to run in his body, turning on the teleportation ability to directly span a distance of 100 meters, to the edge of the mist created by the explosion.

Ying Huo was coming out from inside, his body was already ignited with red flames again, and the wound formed by the explosion quickly recovered, as if it had been refined in a raging fire, and the muscles under his skin seemed to be stronger

Qin An cut with a sword, not wanting to have any communication with Yinghuo, just want to quickly kill him.

Ying Huo felt the threat from Qin An Yijian, and he did not even fear to raise his hand to the sword blade.

Qin An's brows were erected, and the strength on his hands increased a little.

When the sword blade touched Yinghuo's palm, all of Qin An's nervousness disappeared, because the Sanhuo Yingyue Wentian Divine Sword cut directly into Yinghuo's palm almost without hindrance, and then continued to push to cut. Xiang Ying Huo's cheek

"what......"

With a stern roar, Ying Huo's feet slammed on the ground, and his body suddenly fell back and retreated forty meters away.

Because his strength was too great, his body slid more than 40 meters almost instantly under the push of his feet stepping on the ground, so strong friction between the soles of his feet and the ground caused the entire ground to burn.

Qin An was a little surprised at such a fast speed. He didn't expect that the infant fire, which seemed to be a strong man, could be so sensitive.

"It hurts, it hurts. This is... this is the divine sword. This is the divine sword."

In the roar of anger, Qin An's eyes were stimulated by a burst of dazzling red light, and he was unable to look straight ahead.

He hurriedly closed his eyes tightly, and then listened to the flow of air with super hearing.

The wind is like running water, and the infant fire is a rock in the water.

Before Qin An's eyes, a world carved by wind like water gradually emerged.

What are those...the energy surges distributed everywhere

Qin An quickly withdrew a few steps back, and then looked around again.

At this time, the heavy rain was still pouring into the injection, and the surrounding flames were still burning, and were not extinguished by the rain.

The rain fell into the flames and instantly evaporated into mist. The mist was condensing at this time and quickly gathered towards the infant fire, eventually becoming a red mist sword with a length of two meters. The light that pierced Qin An's eyes before was exactly From this red mist sword

Is this Yinghuo’s Excalibur? It turned out to be transformed by the boiled water mist. If it doesn’t rain, will he be unable to summon the Excalibur?

Qin An was full of doubts in his heart and moved forward again, holding the Sanhuo Yingyue Wentian Divine Sword in his hand, smashing into Ying Huo's hand with the red misty magical divine sword just formed.

The two divine swords intersect, and there is no sound of metal delivery, but the powerful energy fluctuations of the sword energy disperse the colored light and red light around, and suddenly become colorful within a hundred steps with the two as the midpoint. space

After Qin An fell with a sword, his opponent's strength was indeed stronger than his own. The blade of his sword was actually bounced back, and a chill of sword aura followed his sword. The body was forcibly poured into his body, causing his sword **** power to weaken. Qin An could clearly feel that his various sword **** abilities seemed to be affected a little bit.

It seems that the other party, as a real strong-body realm sword repairer, is not capable of holding the divine sword against it. If that is the case, it can only use various sword **** skills to cooperate with the divine sword to exert strength.

Thinking of this, Qin An stepped back a few meters, then created nine phantoms at the same time, then released the nine avatars and teleported into the phantom.

All the clones turned on the phantom ability almost at the same time after they appeared. Ninety-nine-eighty-one phantoms appeared beside Yinghuo, making Yinghuo unable to distinguish between true and false.

Qin An has a little regret. Although the clone can be changed into nine, there is only one Divine Sword. If the various Sword God skills cannot break the defense against this guy, then the final blow will fall on him.

When he was thinking secretly in his mind, three clones had already launched the attack, and they each shot out hundreds of red leaves at the same time. These red leaves filled all the places near the space occupied by the infant fire, making him unable to avoid it.

Yinghuo's hand at this time has been injured by the Sanhuo Yingyue Wentian Divine Sword. Because this sword carries the spirit of the sword, even if he is a nightmare-level slayer, he can't make his hand recover quickly.

However, his attack method is not critically dependent on Excalibur.

When all the red leaves flew to his side, he shouted, and then the red flame burning on his body rose again, dissolving all the red leaves flying knives.

Qin An shook his head slightly when he saw this. The flame energy on this infant fire should be much stronger than the sky fire he had encountered before.

Having escaped the attack of Hongye Flying Knife, three more clones have reached Yinghuo. They punched each from three angles, all using the power of breaking the ground at the same time.

"You are so naive, haha, no one can kill me"

After Ying Huo shouted angrily, his whole body soared into the air, evading the heavy punches of the three clones, and at the same time a fireball was scattered with his hand, causing hot flames to rise where Qin An and other clones originally stood.

At this time, Ying Huo jumped about fifty meters in the air, but Qin An and the nine clones who were originally attacked by him appeared beside him at this moment.

"Go to die"

The nine avatars all held the heavy sword Qin An took out of the teleportation ring in their hands, and then together with Qin An, they slashed towards Yinghuo from ten different angles.

In Qin An's view, this attack on Firefly cannot be avoided at all, because he has no place to borrow in midair.

So, can you kill him?

Qin An had just raised this thought, and then his face suddenly became pale and bloodless...