Rebirth: A Tang sword dominates the apocalypse

The first floor of the dormitory.

Five people holding steel pipes and fruit knives saw a man in black robes walking in step by step with a knife. The sound of the long knife scratching the ground made them extremely uncomfortable.

The ceramic paved floor also left a deep mark visible to the naked eye due to the long knife scratching it.

The moment the five of them saw Mo Yu, they thought it was the God of Death coming to claim their lives. They were startled at first, but later they cursed when they realized it was a human.

The leader was known to Mo Yu.

Zhao Shunde.

Zhao Shunde pointed at Mo Yu's nose and cursed: "What a stinker you are! Gan..."

Before Zhao Shunde could say the last word, he only felt that his throat was separated. When he lowered his head, he saw that his throat was indeed separated, and finally he fell straight down with disbelief in his eyes.

Zhao Shunde died.

The other four people were shocked when they saw this. They usually only killed zombies. They had never tried to kill real people, so they were frightened for a while.

They were about to turn around and run away, but Mo Yu had already arrived in front of them like the god of death.

Puchi!

Mo Yu raised his knife and dropped it, causing the three heads to fall to the ground.

There was another person lying on the ground trembling, his whole body exuding an unknown smell. After a closer look, it turned out that he was scared to pee.

"Big...brother...put...put..."

Before the man finished speaking, Mo Yu pointed a knife at his neck and said, "Tell Long Yuemen that the God of Death is coming, get out!"

After Mo Yu finished speaking, he kicked the man in the chin, and the man suddenly lost a few teeth with a click. However, the man didn't care about this and stumbled forward, covering his mouth.

At the same time, he shouted in a unclear tone: "It's so spicy! It's so spicy!"

Mo Yu sneered, glanced at the wide open iron gate and continued walking up!

The second floor of the dormitory.

There are obviously a lot more people on the second floor than on the first floor, and there are also more weapons, such as shot put, simple meteor hammer made with dumbbells, and some people tie fruit knives to iron poles, etc.

At the same time, there were as many as ten people, and they looked fierce in the three-person wide stairwell.

When everyone saw Mo Yu walking up slowly, the first person shouted loudly: "Mo Yu is coming..."

Before this person could finish speaking, Mo Yu cut his throat shut with a knife. Before the others could react, three people had already been decapitated one after another. Their heads were rolling down the stairs with eyes wide open and expressions of disbelief on their faces. Go down.

Seeing this scene, some people in the front didn't dare to get in anymore and ran to the back. However, the people in the back didn't believe in evil and wanted to rush forward one after another. This also caused the people in the front to be unable to run away and did not resist.

He directly became the dead soul of Mo Yu.

One knife, two knives, three knives...

Raise the sword to win the championship, one sword per person.

Mo Yu was ruthless and merciless, slashing with one blow, from beginning to end, in one go.

The ink dragon on the knife seemed to have drank too much blood and slowly turned red.

Mo Yu's aura became more and more powerful, making everyone who looked at him tremble.

Mo Yu's extremely powerful killing intent made the people behind him who were clamoring to compete with Mo Yu shudder. While there were still people in front of him blocking the knife, he hurriedly turned around and ran behind.

When one person runs away, there will be a second one, a third one...

The two or three people behind them hurriedly turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, they couldn't move their bodies. Taking a step forward would cause severe pain in their chests.

He looked down and saw that a knife had penetrated his chest. If he took a step forward, the tip of the knife would cut through his body.

Without waiting for a reaction, the knife was quickly retracted. At this time, no matter who it was, they would collapse to the ground and enjoy the last moments of their lives.

Ten people died in the blink of an eye, and some were not injured.

There was only one person left who had known Mo Yu before.

"Mo... Mo Yu... you... let me go for the sake of our friendship."

"Lin Dong, go up and tell Long Yuemen that the God of Death is coming."

Seeing that Mo Yu let him go, Lin Dong ignored the dampness of his pants and ran to a floor away from Mo Yu, shouting: "Mo Yu is here! Brother Long Mo Yu is here!"

Mo Yu looked upstairs with a cold face and saw that people were already waiting for him in the corridor.

That’s all, drink blood today, that’s enough!

The third floor of the dormitory.

At first glance, it seemed that there were more people, about 20 people, and the corridor could no longer be crowded, so many people were standing in the corridor.

At the same time, Mo Yu also saw some men and women lying on the ground struggling in pain. They were the people in Su Ling's team.

At the same time, there were several corpses, which were obviously raped and then killed by the people with lewd smiles on their faces.

For this kind of person, Mo Yu showed extremely murderous intent.

"Brother Mo! Save Jiejie!"

Some men who fell on the ground shouted for help when they saw Mo Yu, as if they saw a life-saving straw.

"Beast! Still barking! Die!"

A man standing next to the man hit him with a stick, and the man who was beaten stopped moving instantly.

Mo Yu was stunned, and the foot he just took stopped in the air.

"Death! You are all going to die!"

Mo Yu almost roared so loudly that the entire dormitory building could hear it, or even further away.

Some zombies in the dark put down their severed hands and feet when they heard it, and ran towards the direction of the sound.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Lu Zeyun, who was fully armed, frowned and ran quickly in the direction of the sound.

In the crowd, Mo Yu's sword was almost out of sight, and those who were farther away could only see a flash of light from the cold sword.

If the cold light gets closer, your vision will be blocked by a thin layer of blood mist. When you come back to your senses, I'm sorry, your journey in this life has ended again.

In the dark night, cold light keeps appearing in people's eyes.

Frightened, scared...

3 minute later.

The stumps and broken arms on the ground made the corridors in the night look even more terrifying.

The Xuanmo robe and Anchen boots worn by Mo Yu seemed to have been soaked in blood, and bright red blood continued to drip from the tip of the knife.

The last person left at this moment is the person who just held the stick.

At this time, he had seen Mo Yu's cruelty, and he regretted and wanted to die in his heart. He was about to ask for mercy, but Mo Yu did not give him this chance and stabbed his knife directly into his mouth, but it did not penetrate.

Mo Yu smiled, then turned his wrist, and the whole knife turned in a circle in the man's mouth.

The man felt that all the teeth in his mouth had been chopped off, and a layer of flesh had been scraped off. He was about to speak, but found that his tongue had been cut off, and his mouth touched the tip of the knife whenever he moved, which was even more painful.

Looking at the painful look of the man in front of him, Mo Yu sneered and said, "What? You can't stand it anymore? There are more people behind you."

......

Five minutes later, Mo Yu withdrew his gaze and walked upstairs indifferently.

Only a man with no limbs and all his orifices was left, squirming on the spot.

The fourth floor of the dormitory.

Mo Yu saw ten people guarding the stairs. Just when Mo Yu was about to kill them, these ten people seemed to have a tacit understanding and moved out of the way.

"Mo Yu, you go up, we won't block you."

A boy with glasses looked at Mo Yu and said.

Mo Yu nodded, and then slowly walked up the stairs.

Suddenly, when Mo Yu walked among several people, the man wearing glasses yelled "Kill!"

Then ten people took out the handmade knives and knives they had prepared and stabbed him.

Mo Yu sneered, kicked his feet hard, and jumped up. The ten people were stabbed in the air, and some even stabbed each other.

The man wearing glasses was stunned and immediately turned around to run away, but Mo Yu had already landed. He swung the long knife in a circle and all their heads were cut off.

Everyone in the circle was sent away, except for the guy with glasses.

Mo Yu stared at him with a cold face and said nothing. As soon as Yan Zi opened his mouth, Mo Yu cut his throat shut with a knife.

Then Mo Yu glanced at the fifth floor and walked up slowly.

The fifth floor of the dormitory.

On the fifth floor, there were more than a dozen people holding knives and guarding the corridor neatly. Ordinary people would be intimidated.

However, Mo Yu, who was careful, noticed that their hands holding the knives were trembling.

Mo Yu smiled, could he be that scary?

It was just a matter of killing a few people who blocked the road.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu sneered and charged towards him with his knife.

The light of the sword is cold and shadowy.

For a moment, only Mo Yu was left standing alone in the corridor.

"Long Yuemen, come and meet my wrath!"

Mo Yu said slowly while walking on the blood-stained stairs while wiping the blood off the knife.

The sound was neither loud nor quiet, but because of the corridor, it was enough for people on the sixth floor to hear clearly.

After saying that, Mo Yu stepped onto the sixth floor.

The dormitory is on the sixth floor.