"kill--"

The baby-faced lieutenant cut off the crisp neck of the zombie blocking in front of him with a fierce knife. His lips had already cracked a few bloody holes. His head was steaming with white mist, and his face was covered with blood. He was exhausted to the limit. He rushed to Zangzhou day and night without resting, and he immediately marched for thirty kilometers. He was hungry, thirsty, tired, sleepy and cold. The soldiers of the Soldier King Camp were all flesh and blood after all...

He gasped, but his eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf. He held the saber with his hands tightly and searched for the enemy with his sharp eyes. However, he suddenly realized that all the zombies had been killed. The zombie he had just beheaded was the last enemy of this cruel war.

When he discovered this, the baby-faced lieutenant couldn't help laughing wildly, and tears came out of laughter. As he smiled, he suddenly burst into a roar. At this moment, he finally vented the hostility in his heart and finally lost all his strength. When he relaxed, his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

He is not alone.

The fierce and cruel battle made everyone nervous on the verge of collapse, but miraculously resurrected and sublimated. From now on, nothing can make them afraid - because their boss is extremely fierce!

After the war, the soldiers were weakly sank on the ground to recover their blood. Only their platoon leader, the major, silently searched for his sacrificed brothers among the mountains of zombies, collected the suicide notes of each brother, and carefully collected the tokens entrusted by each brother. Finally, they dragged each brother together so that they could be on their heads when they fell asleep, and even when they died.

The soldiers were infected by their platoon leader and all got up silently, working with the platoon leader to do this sad and helpless aftermath. Finally, they lined up in front of the brothers' bodies - standing attentive!

salute!

"I don't know where the head instructor and the one who was playing big swordsman have been hit," Lieutenant Babyface suggested: "Let's go and help him!"

"Take it down! The chief instructor still needs your help?"

"Don't you go and do it too much, right?"

"Our chief instructor is the best in the world! Who are you old?"

The soldiers of the sharp knife platoon all laughed. This battle of Beilong had already established an unbeaten belief in their hearts.

"Okay, we still have a task!" The major clapped his hands and pointed at the village: "Let's go, go to the village!"

"Yes!" The soldiers of the sharp knife platoon became serious. It was so tragic outside the village. What would happen to the village?

...

Bei Long, the rogue, was no, Liuyun's three thousand swords, and it was constantly talking, but this demon didn't play according to the routine. His sword was like a random punch to kill the master, like an antelope hanging on the horns without a trace. In addition, the demon's power was extremely fast as lightning, and it was even more powerful!

However, the demon seed was unconscious after all, and he didn't realize that Beilong was fighting with him while guiding him to the high ground where Master Salman and the others were. As he fought, he hit the ground.

However, at this moment, bursts of screams suddenly came from above the high ground, and the whistle became intermittent and sharp and desolate.

The demon seed suddenly raised his head and looked up at the top of the high ground. He didn't know if he could see anything with his turbid white eyeballs. He didn't even bother to block and dodge with a sword. He sniffed the Chixiao Sword and brought out a series of fire, and the demon seed's left arm swirled out!

"roar--"

The demon seed gave up on the Beilong, roared to the sky and jumped up in the air, like a heavy and agile gorilla rising and falling a few times between the rocks on the mountain walls and rocks, and then rushed to the high ground where Master Salman and the others were.

Beilong was slightly stunned and realized that something was wrong with Master Salman, the owner of the demon seed. Although he didn't know what happened, Beilong did not hesitate to use eight steps to catch the cicada and flew to the high ground.

Because of his later realization, Beilong was one step behind the Demon Seed. When he flew to the high ground, he happened to see the Demon Seed fighting a human-shaped monster. The Demon Seed was already very tall and mighty, weighing more than 200 kilograms, but in front of the human-shaped monster, he was weak and weak!

The human-shaped monster was nearly three meters long, with a big hand that was as big as a palm fan, with big feet like a basin, covered with thick gray and yellow hair, and a dark red shawl-long hair. Its extremely ferocious face seemed to be a reincarnation of Yasha. The four sharp fangs in the mouth were like saber-toothed tigers and bared their lips!

At this time, Master Salman was being grabbed by a human-shaped monster with one hand and grabbed it with one hand!

The human-shaped monster was holding his own person in his hand and could still run around the mountains covering the snow and ice!

Master Salman was in horror and held the bone whistle in his mouth and blew it desperately. The demon seed roared and rushed forward to save his master, but the human-shaped monster slapped the demon seed with a slap during the run!

The human-shaped monster's slap can really break up mountains and crack the stones. It slaps the demon's head with just one slap!

"Bang--"

The demon-seed's head was like a broken watermelon, sparse and scattered, and the tall body fell to the ground with a bang!

Although he had a broken arm, the demon seed, which was comparable to the power of a master, was slapped to death!

Bei Long's face changed slightly when he witnessed it with his own eyes - he is indeed a heavy snow monster known as the power to move mountains!

When the veteran General Zheng Zhiguo told him that a large number of zombies appeared on the border between Tibetan and Indian states, Beilong remembered the last incident of the Dark Earth Mother Goddess in the end of the world that caused trouble to the east and trapped China. This incident not only affected the changes in China and its relationship with India, but also directly created a list of the world's peerless strong men. [Holy Mahatma Club] No. 42 "Monster King"!

Later, a "Sword God" ranked fifth in the Holy Mahatma Society, and the Sword God is also the ninth among the eight heavenly kings of China. As for why it is the ninth among the eight heavenly kings, it's a long story...

Although Bei Long came here because he promised Zheng Zhiguo to thoroughly investigate a large number of zombies, he also wanted to take the opportunity to try his luck. He naturally looked down on the opportunity of the 42nd strange king. He looked down on the opportunity of the Sword God, which was one of the most mysterious twelve legends in the end of the world!

But whether it is the chance of the King of the Monster or the Sword God, all he needs to do now is to keep up with the Snow Monster.

All opportunities arose because of this heavy snow monster!

Coldly turned around and glanced at Master Salman's men who were slapped to death by the heavy snow monster. Beilong immediately used his superb light skills to chase the cicadas to chase the heavy snow monster who was still steadily holding Master Salman. In just a blink of an eye, the heavy snow monster had already run away without a trace!
Chapter completed!