Doomsday Rise

"Arrogant!" Qing Yingzi's face showed an angry look.

"Seeking death!" Huang Zhen's eyes flashed with murderous intent. No one had ever dared to say such a thing to his face. But he didn't see the seriousness 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 her face, and her murderous intent was hidden in the casual conversation.

boom--

Liu Wei'an's waist sank slightly, and the platinum bow slowly opened. As it filled up inch by inch, a terrifying aura came out, like a volcano that had accumulated for thousands of years, waiting to burst out.

The air solidified, the ground sank silently, and the discarded items scattered on the ground suddenly shattered into powder.

The momentum was still increasing, as if there was no end, and the expressions of the four people all changed.

The moment the bow was as full as the moon, the terrifying aura was about to shoot through the sky, invincible. The faces of Qingyingzi, Hongchan, Huang Zhen, and Xiaoxiao girl changed drastically, their bodies became stiff, and it was difficult to move a finger.

Liu Wei'an was more terrifying than they imagined. They wanted to see what this arrogant Liu Wei'an was capable of, but when they saw it, they missed the first move. It is difficult to increase the momentum. The four of them all wanted to wait for the moment when Liu Wei'an's momentum stopped to take action.

They have rich combat experience and can look for opportunities at any time, but Liu Wei'an did not give them a chance. Their momentum was full in an instant, as if it were natural, without a single flaw.

The four of them were horrified, but in an instant, they could no longer bear it. Their shoulders sank, and large beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. The four people all thought about how to solve the difficulty at hand, but the idea flashed past and they did not dare to try.

Liu Wei'an kept silent. Whoever moved first would be bound to face his offensive of landslides and earth-shattering. No one could be sure to withstand the arrow he had accumulated strength. The first one to move would die. They had this idea. I can only endure it silently and wait for the opportunity.

The scene was dead silent.

The five of them were like sculptures, maintaining this balance. Liu Wei'an kept his bow drawn and was under the greatest pressure, but looking at his expression, it seemed that he would be fine for days and nights.

The hearts of the four people kept sinking.

Outside the venue, the middle-aged gunman, beggar, and Chen Danxia retreated again and again, feeling horrified in their hearts. The strength of the four people shocked them. They are on the outside, but they still feel such terrible pressure. Xiaoxiao, Hongchan, Qingyingzi and Huang Zhen are in the game, and the pressure they bear is a hundred times greater than them.

Hong Chan made a "嘤咛" sound,

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his face was not pale, but instead became rosy and charming. The black mist surged, forming the shape of a magic knife above her head, bearing endless pressure for her.

Then, the Xiaoxiao girl's shoulders trembled, and her face turned pale as a sheet. Behind her, a statue of the Emperor slowly emerged, glowing with aura, and Jiang He almost couldn't help but kneel down to worship.

After a cup of tea, Qing Yingzi's hair became motionless and pain appeared in her eyes.

"Everyone takes action together, otherwise we will all die!" Huang Zhen said this with difficulty.

Hongchan and Miss Xiaoxiao, the life-and-death enemies, looked at each other and joined forces in a rare moment. The moment they took action, Liu Wei'an's eyes burst with light. He moved his bow and arrow and aimed at Huang Zhen, but the arrow was not shot.

"ah--"

Huang Zhen screamed, spurting out blood and flying away, like a kite with its string broken, flying diagonally into the air, unable to fall down.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha's chant resounded throughout the world. Just at the moment when Liu Wei'an was about to release his index finger and thumb, Huang Zhen was out of the pressure range and disappeared into the night sky.

The light flashed, and Hongchan's magic sword, Xiaoxiao girl's Emperor's sword, and Qing Yingzi's broken sword simultaneously cut through the sky, breaking through the boundless pressure, and appeared on the edge of the square.

Liu Wei'an had already missed the best opportunity to take action. He slowly turned his head to look and said in a calm tone: "What should I do if I come to see Master?"

"Amitabha!" The master who came to see him clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, "Governor Liu, donor, they can't die yet!"

"What if they kill me in the future?" Liu Wei'an's eyes flashed coldly. The bow and arrow are pointed at the void, but they are locked on Master Laijian's whole body, ready to shoot a shocking arrow at any time.

"They can't kill Governor Liu and the benefactor." When he saw the master, he relaxed and showed no defense at all, as if he couldn't see the murderous intention in Liu Wei'an's eyes.

"Master, it's better to mind your own business." After a moment of silence, Liu Wei'an slowly put away his platinum bow, and the terrifying aura faded away like a tide.

"Amitabha!" The master who came to see Liu Wei'an nodded politely, turned and left the city square. Looking at the edge of the square again, Girl Xiaoxiao, Witch Hongchan, and Senior Brother Qingyingzi have disappeared.

The four of them joined forces, and Huang Zhen was injured by Liu Wei'an without even making a single move. Although they felt aggrieved, they were too embarrassed to make another move tonight.

"Are you two interested in visiting Ping'an Army?" Liu Wei'an looked at the middle-aged gunman and beggar. The middle-aged gunman showed hesitation.

"Are you going to eat?" the beggar asked directly.

"Whatever!" Liu Wei'an said.

"It's not about eating human flesh, right?" the beggar asked half-jokingly.

"There is no one in the Ping'an army who cannibalize human flesh." Liu Wei'an said.

"As long as the Ping An army doesn't dislike the old beggar for being dirty and smelly, the old beggar has no problem with it." The beggar grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

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

"Nagging." The middle-aged gunman also agreed. In fact, there is no need to think too much. In troubled times, he only needs to consider one thing, survival. Liu Wei'an's power can allow him to survive longer, just enough.

"You'd better not leave, you are my prisoner now!" Liu Wei'an's faint voice sounded, a ripple appeared in the void, and a figure in black clothes and black trousers slowly emerged.

Everyone was surprised that it was the assassin and she was not dead. Everyone thought he was dead. The head and face were covered with black cloth, only the eyes were exposed, and they were cold and emotionless. It was impossible to tell whether he was a boy or a girl, but judging from his slender figure, he was more likely to be a girl.

You Mengshou appeared with the Ping An army. His speed was already very fast, but he 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 from now on." Liu Wei'an left these words and left. Putao and You Mengshou took over the rest. Fuzhou City is not well-known, but blood clotting grass appears frequently, which is worthy of attention.

It's a pity that almost all the local residents in Fuzhou City have died, and the rest are young people. They can't find any useful clues and can only wait for the experts to arrive and study it carefully.

As the old rule goes, the first thing to do when taking over Fuzhou City is to eliminate the zombies.

Lan Yingying's arc of blue light swept across, and zombies fell down. Those who didn't fall down would naturally be dealt with by sniper rifles. Cancer bombs might not be effective against other creatures, but they were very useful against zombies.

Jian Twenty-San and Taichu Sanwa took action from time to time to eliminate high-level zombies. Chen Danxia, ​​the beggar, the middle-aged gunman, Putao, and the strong man from the Iron Tower were shocked and ashamed. It was the first time they discovered that zombies were so easy to deal with.

The individual combat effectiveness of the Ping An army is not much stronger than that of the surviving evolvers in Fuzhou City, but they can kill zombies so easily. There are no special skills, only the words "trust" and "unity".

Unite as one, never act alone at any time, and have absolute trust, even if you leave your back to your teammates. This ensures that even if they encounter powerful zombies, they will not be broken up and the entire team will be destroyed.

There are many evolvers in Fuzhou City, but they have never been able to do this. Every time I encountered a powerful zombie, the formation would instantly break up. One person would escape, and the whole group would run away.

The weaker evolvers ran away or died, and the powerful evolvers were helpless and could only retreat, otherwise they would be crushed to death by zombies. The lack of trust among the evolvers in Fuzhou City puts them in danger, and usually the only result is death.

The Ping An army is different. Even the weakest warriors, as long as they are not dead, will be rescued. Tank Zhu Tanzhi, Flying Knife General, Zheng Li, Xue Nu, Jian Ersan and Taichu Sanwa will rescue them at any cost. Give up on anyone.

In the Ping An Army, 10 people can exert the power of 13 or even 15 people. In Fuzhou City, 10 people can only exert the fighting power of 3 or at most 5 people. The sharp contrast makes Putao's last trace of resentment disappear.

He is bloodthirsty and cruel. After all, he is still a human being and he still wants to make some contribution to mankind. No one likes to watch zombies wipe out mankind.

Chen Danxia, ​​the beggar, the middle-aged gunman, and Jiang He also like to kill zombies with the Ping An army. This atmosphere is so good that they can deal with powerful zombies with confidence without having to worry about having no comrades around them when they both get hurt. . They can fight hard or get injured, but there is always someone behind them to rescue them.

The Iron Tower Warrior is named Zhang Tiedan. The name is very tacky, but it fits his temperament very well. He lost his arms, but he was unwilling to leave. He still had two feet, and his feet were extremely powerful. He could kick one of the low-level zombies to pieces with one kick. They were extremely powerful.

"Be careful, white-haired zombies!" the middle-aged gunman warned. As soon as he finished speaking, a silver rainbow cut through the void, unusually dazzling in the dark night.

Whoosh——

When the arrow accurately hit the white-haired zombie between the eyebrows, the sound of cracking through the air was heard.

boom!

The head of the white-haired zombie exploded, and the body flew three to four meters upside down, hitting two low-level zombies. The middle-aged gunman was stunned for a moment. Liu Wei'an had disappeared. Soon after, terrifying fluctuations and violent collisions were heard from the end of the street.

Boom——

He recognized it as the sound of the "Great Judgment Fist". After an earth-shattering collision, the fluctuations of the battle disappeared. Five or six seconds later, Liu Wei'an came back carrying the corpse of the corpse demon.

Only the body is left, the head is gone.

Seeing this scene, Jiang He, Putao, and the middle-aged gunman all had dull eyes. That was a corpse demon. If one appeared, the entire Fuzhou City would have to give way. Looking at Liu Wei'an, he looked as if he had killed a little one. The dog is so casual, and when you look at the Ping An army, they look like they are not surprised.

Ping An Army, they suddenly felt guilty as if they were country bumpkins entering the city.