Doomsday Rise

"Arrogant!" Qing Yingzi's face lacked anger.

"Death!" A murderous intent flashed in Huang Zhen's eyes, and no one had dared to say such things in his face. But I didn't see the solemnity on the smiling girl's face.

"Dear Governor Liu, are you sure you want to beat the four of us?" Hongchan's eyes were wary, but there was a smile on his face, murderously hidden in casual conversation.

boom--

Liu Wei'an's waist ridge sank slightly, and the platinum bow slowly opened. As inch by inch was full, a terrible breath radiated out, like a backlog of volcanoes for thousands of years, waiting to gush out.

The air became solidified, the ground sank silently, and the waste products floating on the ground suddenly shattered into powder.

The momentum is still increasing, as if there is no end, the faces of the four people have all changed.

At the moment when the bow was full like a moon, the terrifying aura wanted to pierce the sky and destroy everything. The four faces of Qing Yingzi, Hongchan, Huang Zhen and Xiaoxiao Girl changed drastically, their bodies were stiff, and it was hard to move a finger.

Liu Wei'an's horror was beyond their thoughts. They wanted to see what kind of skills Liu Wei'an, an arrogant person, had, but with this look, they missed the first move. Improving the momentum is a difficult thing, and the four of them all want to wait for Liu Wei'an's momentum to stop for a moment.

They have rich combat experience and can look for fighters at any time, but Liu Wei'an didn't give them a chance. The momentum was full in an instant, and there was no flaw in it.

The four of them were horrified, but for an instant, they couldn't bear it, their shoulders sank, and big beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. The four people have flashed in their hearts how to solve the difficulties in front of them, but the thoughts flashed by and they dared not try.

Liu Wei'an stayed silent. Whoever moved first would inevitably welcome his offensive of the landslides. No one was sure to withstand the arrow he had accumulated. The first action would die. They had this idea. Can only endure silently and wait for the moment.

The scene was dead.

The five people are all like sculptures. Maintaining this balance, Liu Wei'an maintains the state of pulling the bow, under the greatest pressure, but looking at his expression, it seems that he is fine for several days and nights.

The hearts of the four people kept sinking.

Outside the court, the middle-aged gunmen, beggars, and Chen Danxia retreated and then retreated, shocked in their hearts. The strength of the four people shocked them. When they were outside, they felt such terrible pressure. Laughing, Hong Chan, Qing Yingzi and Huang Zhen were in the game, and they were under a hundred times the pressure.

Hong Chan made a ‘夒咛’, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his face was not pale, but rather ruddy, red and coquettish. The black mist surged, forming a magic knife above her head, bearing the boundless pressure for her.

Then, the smiling girl's shoulders trembled, and her face was pale as paper. Behind her, a statue of the emperor slowly appeared, and Jiang He almost couldn't help kneeling down and worshiping.

The time for a cup of tea passed, Qing Yingzi's hair had no wind, and pain appeared in his eyes.

"Everyone shot together, or we all have to die!" Huang Zhen said this sentence with difficulty.

Hongchan and Xiaoxiao looked at each other, and they rarely joined forces. Just as they shot, Liu Weian's eyes exploded, his bow and arrow moved, aiming at Huang Zhen, but the arrow was not shot.

"what--"

Huang Zhen screamed, spurting blood and tossing, like a kite with a broken line, flying diagonally into the air, unable to fall.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The Buddha's horn resounded between the heavens and the earth, just as Liu Wei'an was about to release his index finger and thumb, just so slowly, Huang Zhen had already escaped the pressure range and disappeared into the night sky.

The light flickered, Hongchan's magic knife, Xiaoxiao's emperor sword, and Qingyingzi's broken knife cut through the sky at the same time, breaking through the boundless pressure, and appeared on the edge of the square.

Liu Wei'an has already missed the best opportunity to take action. He slowly turned his head and looked at him with a calm tone: "What do you do to see the master?"

"Amitabha!" Came to see the master folded his hands and lowered his eyebrows, "Governor Liu, benefactor, they can't die now!"

"What if they kill me in the future?" A cold light flashed in Liu Wei'an's eyes. The bow and arrow are facing the void, but they are locked to the whole body of the master, and can shoot a shocking arrow at any time.

"They can't kill Governor Liu's benefactor." When I came to see the master relaxed, there was no defense at all, as if he couldn't see the murderous intent in Liu Wei'an's eyes.

"Master, it's better to take care of nothing." In a moment of silence, Liu Wei'an slowly put away the platinum bow, and the horrible momentum faded like a tide.

"Amitabha!" The master came to see Liu Wei'an, nodding his head politely, and turned and left the city square. Looking at the edge of the square again, Xiaoxiao Girl, Witch Hongchan, and Big Brother Qingyingzi were gone.

The four teamed up and were injured by Liu Wei'an without a single move. Although they felt aggrieved, they were embarrassed to make another move tonight.

"Are you two interested in going to Ping An Army as a guest?" Liu Wei'an looked at the middle-aged gunman and beggar. The middle-aged gunman showed hesitation.

"Do you care about it?" the beggar asked directly.

"Tutorial!" Liu Weian said.

"Will it be cannibalism?" the beggar asked half-jokingly.

"The Ping An army is not in the vanguard of cannibalism." Liu Weian said.

"As long as the Ping An army does not dislike the dirty and smelly old beggar, the old beggar has no objection." The beggar grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

"Welcome." Liu Wei'an turned his eyes to the middle-aged gunman.

"Nagging." The middle-aged gunner also agreed. In fact, you don't need to think too much. In troubled times, just consider one thing. Survive. Liu Wei'an's power can make him survive longer. enough.

"You better stay away, you are my prisoner now!" Liu Wei'an's faint voice sounded, a wave of fluctuations appeared in the void, and a figure in black clothes and black pants slowly emerged.

Everyone was surprised, it was the assassin, she didn't even die, everyone always thought he was dead. The head and face are all covered with black cloth, and only one eye is exposed. There is no trace of emotion, and it is impossible to see whether it is a man or a woman. However, judging from the slim and slender figure, the probability of being a woman is higher.

You Mengshou appeared with the Ping An army. His speed was already very fast, but it was still a step too late. The battle was over and they only had a chance to clean up the mess.

"Fuzhou City will return to the Ping An army in the future." Liu Weian left these words and left, with the rest of the matter being handed over by Putao and You Mengshou. Fuzhou is not well-known, but blood clotting plants appear repeatedly, which is worthy of attention.

It's a pity that the local residents of Fuzhou are almost dead, and the rest are young people who can't find any useful clues. They can only wait for experts to come and study them carefully.

The old rules, the first thing to win Fuzhou City is to eliminate zombies.

Lan Yingying's blue arc swept across, and a piece of zombie fell. Naturally, there is a sniper rifle to deal with those who have not fallen. Cancer bullets may not work against other creatures, but they are very useful against zombies.

Jian Twenty-Three and the Third Child of Taichu took action from time to time to wipe out high-level zombies. Chen Danxia, ​​beggars, middle-aged gunmen, grapes, and iron tower strong men looked shocked and ashamed. For the first time, they discovered that zombies were so easy to deal with.

The personal combat power of the Ping An Army is not much stronger than that of the evolutionary surviving in Fuzhou, but it can kill zombies so easily. There is no special skill, only the four words ‘trust’ and ‘unity’.

Unite as one, never act alone at any time, absolutely trust, even if the back is given to teammates. This ensures that even if they encounter powerful zombies, they will not be broken up, only the whole team will be destroyed.

There are many evolvers in Fuzhou, but they have never been able to do this. Every time you encounter a powerful zombie, the formation instantly disperses, one person escapes, and the whole team ran away.

The weaker evolvers ran or died, and the powerful evolvers had no choice but to retreat, or they would be killed by the zombies. There is a lack of trust among the evolvers in Fuzhou City, and they are in danger, usually only as a result of death.

The Ping An army is different. Even the weakest warrior will be rescued as long as they are not dead. Tank Zhu Tanzhi, General Fei Dao, Zheng Li, Xue Nu, Jian Twenty-Three and the Third Child of Taichu will be rescued at all costs, no Give up anyone.

In the Ping An Army, 10 people can exert the power of 13 people or even 15 people. In Fuzhou City, 10 people can only exert the fighting power of 3 people at most 5 people. The sharp contrast makes the last bit of grievances of grapes gone.

He was bloodthirsty and cruel, and he was still a human being after all, and he still wanted to make a little contribution to mankind. No one likes to watch zombies destroy mankind.

Chen Danxian, beggars, middle-aged gunmen, and Jiang He also like to kill zombies with the Ping An army. This atmosphere is so good that they can safely deal with powerful zombies without worrying about losing zombies and losing their comrades. . They can work hard, they can be injured, and there will always be someone behind them.

The tower warrior was named Zhang Tiedan, his name was very tacky, but it was in line with his temperament. He lost his arms, but he didn't want to leave. He still had two feet, and he had a mighty force on his feet. A low-level zombie could explode with one kick, and he was extremely fierce.

"Be careful, white-haired zombies!" The middle-aged gunman reminded him, and the voice fell, and a silver rainbow cut through the void, which was unusually dazzling in the dark night.

Whoosh--

When the arrow accurately hit the center of the eyebrows of the white-haired zombie, UU reading www.uukanshu.com broke through the air.

boom!

The head of the white-haired zombie exploded, and the body flew upside down three to four meters, hitting two low-level zombies. The middle-aged gunman was stunned for a moment. Liu Wei'an had disappeared. Not long after that, there were horrible waves and violent crashes at the end of the street.

Boom

He heard it. It was the sound of "Big Judgment Fist". After a shocking collision, the fluctuation of the battle disappeared. Five or six seconds later, Liu Wei'an returned with the corpse of the corpse demon.

Only the body is left, the head is gone.

Seeing this scene, Jiang He, Grape, and the middle-aged gunmen all looked sluggish. It was a corpse demon. There was one, and the whole Fuzhou city had to give way to the existence of it. Looking at Liu Wei'an's appearance, it seemed that he had killed a small The dog is so casual, look again, Ping An army, with a strange expression.

Ping An army, they suddenly have a guilty conscience of a country boy entering the city.