Han Feng stepped on the crazy knife and his whole body was covered in blood.

The dripping blood is dripping on the crazy knife, and in conjunction with the purgatory neighing below... At this moment, Han Feng is like a god of the underworld descending from the Nine Netherworld!

Licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, Han Feng gradually revealed a crazy smile...

Scanning the endless tide of corpses at his feet, Han Feng silently took note of the location of the level five zombies.

"bass……"

When he was still a few meters away from the ground, Han Feng reached out and took the crazy knife.

"ah!"

There was a roar from the mouth! A cold light flashed out for no reason!

"Shua!..."

The sharp mad knife moved from top to bottom, smoothly slashing through a level five zombie!

"laugh……"

This unlucky level five zombie split into two instantly...

Before the two halves of the body were completely separated, Han Feng stepped on the ground and landed smoothly.

Perhaps it was the momentum of this attack that alerted the surrounding zombies. As soon as they saw Han Feng, they rushed towards him desperately.

Amid the roars of many zombies, Han Feng's eyes remained calm.

He took advantage of the situation and set up the Crazy Saber, keeping it at the height of his neck... and turned his waist!

"Whew! Swish!!!"

The blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound!

After turning around in a circle, Han Feng stabilized his body and remained motionless...

The next second, blood dripped from the necks of dozens of zombies around...

In the next second, the corpses of these zombies separated and slowly fell to the ground.

Looking at the zombies around him, Han Feng murmured: "Psychic power...activate!!!"

"Howl!"

"Zheng!!"

“Whoosh!!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Feng's waist moved slightly, and dozens of telekinetic weapons flew out.

Under the glow of the setting sun, the telekinesis weapon drew lines in the sky.

Surrounded by the corpses, these lights actually give people an illusory feeling...

"Tap...tap..."

Carrying the crazy knife, Han Feng stepped on the greasy ground and walked towards the front line.

Around him, zombies kept falling, coming, falling again, and coming again...

"Ta da da! Ta da! Boom!! Ta da..."

As Han Feng got closer to the front line, the sound of firing in his ears became clearer and clearer.

Feeling that the rear was "lost", the level 5 zombies on the front line turned back in unison, only to see a large empty battlefield...

In the center of this "pure land" is Han Feng, who is carrying a crazy sword and his clothes are stained with blood.

"roar!!!"

Feeling the suppressed threat in their hearts, dozens of level five zombies couldn't help but roar, as if to "empower themselves".

Immediately afterwards, these dozen level five zombies took steps and ran towards Han Feng.

More than a dozen level five zombies! This lineup... placed anywhere, is an absolutely irresistible factor!

It's a pity...they are facing a "killing god" who has turned on the blood rage!

"Oh……"

Opening his bloodshot lips, Han Feng smiled contemptuously.

Looking at the level five zombies who came to "send death", Han Feng moved lightly with his telekinesis...

"Whoosh!"

"Firepower nets" composed of telekinesis weapons, mixed with the sound of wind, pounced on these ignorant level five zombies.

"Tsk! Swish...bang!"

The extremely fast silver wings cut through the hard skin of the fifth-level zombie, making a hissing sound, and then penetrated through the back...

The silver shuttle, on the other hand, knocked away the body of the fifth-level zombie, bringing up a cloud of blood mist that rippled in the air... and lingered for a long time.

When it comes to "fire support", who is more powerful than Han Feng?!

"Sending away" the first batch of level five zombies, Han Feng's eyes remained unwavering... because all of this was expected.

Taking advantage of the "vacuum period" surrounded by zombies, Han Feng

He took out two genes-rapid recovery potions from his jacket pocket.

After injecting himself, Han Feng threw away the two empty needles.

Raising his head and looking at the sky, Han Feng slowly said two words: "Kill...kill..."

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, Han Feng disappeared out of thin air...

With an extremely heavy crazy knife, Han Feng activated his speed superpower and wandered among the zombies!

"Hoo! Hoo ho!!"

Dancing the crazy knife, Han Feng is like a "meat grinder" with full power!

One person, one knife. Everywhere it goes, there are broken arms and limbs!

Not to mention, there are "countless" telepathic weapons surrounding him to assassinate zombies.

Targeting level five zombies, every time Han Feng moved, he was heading towards a "specific" target.

With the addition of Han Feng, the pressure on Tanya has been greatly reduced!

In conjunction with Han Feng's sweep, Tanya also issued a series of orders.

In the following time, the number of zombies on the frontline dropped sharply, and even... even the position of the frontline moved more than a hundred meters towards the zombies!

I don’t know how long it took...

"Report to the Korean team that the zombie tide has begun to move towards the zinc mine."

"Ho! Ho ho!!"

In his mind, as soon as Luna finished speaking, many zombies in front of her burst into roars.

Lifting his eyes slightly, Han Feng looked towards the sky...and found that it was almost dark.

It turns out that the zombie tide was waiting for now...a distance of eight kilometers. When they reach the zinc mine, it will be completely dark.

"Just a clown causing trouble in the dark."

Han Feng sneered at the actions of the zombies and the Holy Lord.

However, the speed of the crazy sword wielded by Han Feng at this moment has indeed increased a bit.

After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, Han Feng killed countless low-level zombies, but...the zombies' front line was very long. Even if Han Feng turned on his speed superpower, he could only press the gourd to lift the gourd, which was a drop in the bucket.

meaning.

Pausing, Han Feng took advantage of the fact that it was still dark and looked at the tide of corpses on both sides.

On the left, I can't see the edge...

On the right, you can’t see the end…

Pursing his lips, Han Feng frowned deeply...

"Er..."

A few seconds later, while Han Feng was thinking about countermeasures, his brain suddenly became dizzy.

This dizziness forced Han Feng to press his mad knife to the ground to support his body.

"Oops..."

After stabilizing his body, Han Feng secretly yelled something bad.

Blood Rage... is about to "expire"!

"Tanya... prepare the car."

Gritting his teeth, Han Feng decided to retreat...
To be continued...