Doomsday Rise

As soon as Liu Wei'an moved, the ronin followed. The bamboo stick was swung out with a clear trajectory and slow speed. The ronin was actually a swordsman. He used a bamboo stick instead of a sword. Every sword was clear, but people couldn't dodge it. They had to face it head-on. This feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

A section of the bamboo stick was broken, but the power was not damaged at all. The ronin had reached the state of 'no sword in hand, but sword in heart'. Liu Wei'an suddenly took a step forward, and a strange change occurred in the space. When his footsteps fell, he was already on the side of the ronin, and the punch that was aimed at Rongzhen Xi Mudu? Saifo miraculously turned into an attack on the ronin.

Ronin was not in a hurry, as if he had expected Liu Weian's move, the bamboo stick changed direction accordingly, piercing Liu Weian's abdomen obliquely, with Ronin's mastery of swordsmanship, no matter which part it hit, it could hurt the whole body.

Liu Wei'an's left hand drooped, the mysterious runes in his palm slowly glowed, and ancient power swept out.

"Soul suppression!"

Liu Wei'an has used the soul-suppressing talisman many times and has seen miraculous effects, and this time is no exception. The Ronin's bamboo stick stagnates for a moment, and Liu Weian's fist suddenly speeds up, like a blast to the Ronin's head. At this moment, the distance seems to have become non-existent. The purple-clothed bishop Rongzhen Xi Mudu, who was concentrating on defense, found out that he had been fooled and had no time to rescue him. He was afraid and regretted.

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Liu Wei'an's body shook violently, he couldn't help but took half a step back, and struck with all his strength, but missed Ronin's head, a crutch hit his fist, and the old lame shot.

The inner breath is like a great river, and in an instant, the power consumed is refilled. Liu Weian's fist flashed again, and the lightning hit the side of the bamboo stick. There was a terrible loud noise. Liu Weian stepped back half a step, and the ronin's arm shook.

In an instant, Liu Wei'an fought head-on against the three top experts, and Liu Wei'an did not lose the wind. This scene shocked everyone.

"Again!" Liu Wei'an seemed to be tireless. Above the sky, silvery white lightning fell from the thick clouds, connected with his right fist, and blasted into the sky. I wonder if it was because of Rongzhen Xi Mudu? Sai Fuling's emptiness was too flamboyant. Every time Liu Wei'an attacked, his first choice target was him.

Rongzhen Xi Mudu? Saifu was shocked and angry. He naturally knew that it was not because he was too cool, but that he was the weakest among the three. This kind of self-knowledge made him ashamed. The majestic purple-clothed bishop was underestimated.

The werewolf's greasy hair shook, and the bamboo stick slashed towards Liu Wei'an's neck. This sword was not slow, it was as fast as lightning. In the distance, the old **** propped his canes on the ground and did not make a move, but his eyes followed Liu Wei'an's movement, looking for a flaw. …

Roar-

The white lunatic stretched out his arms, and the four evolutionaries flew upside down, spraying out a series of blood in mid-air. After landing, they exhaled more air and took less air in. It seemed that they could not survive.

Fear was evident in the eyes of the surrounding evolutionists, but they still rushed forward under the trend of a certain force. The white lunatic turned a blind eye to these evolutionaries, squinting at the silver fox that was surrounded by groups of tens of meters away, weighing the possibility of killing this person in his heart, and finally came to the conclusion that he could not kill him in a short time. There were too many people protecting the silver fox, and they were all fearless of death. He came to this conclusion, and he stopped staying and turned to chase the convoy.

Swinging the iron fist, the evolutionary was sent flying like a cannonball, and there was no sound after landing. Hundreds of people couldn't stop his footsteps, and he killed a **** path and returned to the team. The team opened the way with elephants.

When the army of zombies appeared, the Ping'an army responded immediately, stopped defending, and began to break through. Silver Fox naturally didn't want to watch them leave, and immediately ordered the tribe to block them.

It was also the white lunatic who disrupted his plan, which made it impossible to command the overall situation later. When a certain big tribe jumped into the queue without practicing martial arts, chaos would inevitably occur. The big tribes have to leave, but the small tribes still have the will to persevere. Without the small tribes as cannon fodder, other big tribes are unwilling to let their tribesmen die. Millions of worshipers collapsed. Not only failed to effectively stop the army of zombies, but caused chaos for themselves.

In fact, Crazy Bai never thought of killing Silver Fox. The commander of the first army is not so easy to eliminate. He is confident, but not arrogant. The silver fox hated him so much, but he had to endure it. It was important to kill the white lunatic, but it was more important to stabilize the worshipers right now. Once the chaos spread to the holy city, it would not be as simple as a dead person.

The chaos is beneficial to the Ping An Army, because the Ping An Army has heavy weapons, and each tank is equipped with two standard caliber 210mm cannons. Cannonballs are not effective against zombies, but when they hit humans, the effect is surprisingly good. Once the shells hit them, they blow up everything.

The pilgrims were mainly ordinary people and low-level evolutionists. How could they have thought that the Ping'an Army did not emphasize martial ethics, and everyone used cold weapons to fight, but they used hot weapons. The firepower of the Ping'an army was fully fired, artillery and sniper rifles fired a salvo, cutting a **** path through the crowd. It's not that there are no tribes who want to stop them. The Ping'an Army has always hated the first birds. All the guns were aimed at the first bird tribes. The shells poured down for one minute. There were only less than five thousand people left in the tribe of 20,000.

The patriarch of this tribe let out a roar of extreme pain, with blood and tears streaming from his eyes. If eyes could kill, the entire Ping An Army would be riddled with holes. The entire tribe would lose two-thirds of its staff at once. This pain cannot be described in words. However, this is not the end.

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The Ping'an army did not let go of this. The snipers aimed at the injured evolutionists, one by one, and let them go to see the true god. Those who were wounded and survived were basically relatively strong evolutionaries, the backbone of a tribe, and their evolutionary power strengthened their bodies.

It may not be easy to snipe an intact evolutionary, but is it not easy to snipe an injured evolutionary? One shot is accurate, what is salt on the wound, this is salt on the wound, the tribe on the side sees it, and sweats on the back, they are so many, if they swarm up, they can cause a lot of damage to the Ping'an army, and even leave the Ping'an army behind, but if the Ping'an army takes it as a key attack, the tribe cannot afford such a loss.

The tribes on both sides slowed down in unison, leaving the unlucky early bird tribe to bear the anger of the Ping An Army alone. Fortunately, the Ping'an army didn't stop, passed through the tribe, and left behind corpses all over the place. The patriarch and the old man were trembling. They didn't want to chase, but they couldn't even get close. They wanted revenge, but they didn't have the ability.

Cannons bombarded indiscriminately, snipers cleared them at fixed points, and the rest of the diehards were killed by the white lunatics and elephants. After the bad water was cut off, there was a fight, and when the distance between the chariots widened, the zombies stopped chasing them. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Three people, Bai Crazy, Elephant, and Li Huishui, dropped the zombies to catch up with the convoy. There were still dozens of zombies who continued to chase, but they were harmless.

The convoy slowed down, waiting for Liu Weian to come back.

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There were three earth-shattering bangs, and a shocking chasm appeared on the ground. Liu Weian retreated more than 20 meters before stopping. His body was covered in blood, and his enemies did not feel better. The purple-clothed bishop Rongzhen Xi Mudu Saifu's hair all turned white. In order to survive, he spent at least 10 years of life energy.

There was a big hole in Ronin's abdomen, which was pierced through by Liu Wei'an's fist. The old **** looked the best, with no scars on his body, but he was in the greatest danger. Liu Weian fought hard with everyone with three big judgment punches, and the last sword of extinction attacked the old cripple, but the old **** blocked it by some means.

Behind Liu Wei'an, there is another person, that is the disappeared man in black, with a finger hole in his chest, blood bubbling, the man in black stayed for a moment, then suddenly disappeared, very abruptly, disappeared suddenly, no one saw where he went, just disappeared like that.

"This account, let's settle it slowly." Liu Wei'an threw down a sentence and rushed into the worshipers. When he came out again, he was holding a person in his hand, Carrie Rui Xiaoying. Someone wanted to stop him. He punched out, and the person who blocked him was directly blown into blood mist.

The purple-clothed bishop and the ronin were already unable to catch up, and the old **** still had strength left, but he was locked by the Vajra Demon and didn't dare to be distracted. The yellow raccoon in the distance saw this scene and silently ordered the tribe to change direction.