Among the thousands of zombies, Yang Xian led the carriage to move forward slowly, reopening the zombie army like a wave, and dashing a way out.

The living zombies in front of him also had a feeling of fear. As he walked, they retreated and avoided, and did not dare to come to stop them.

Qiu Boran and others surrounded by zombies were stunned. A white-clothed swordsman murmured: "This... is he a human or a ghost?"

After Qiu Boran came to his senses, he kept laughing and laughing: "This is a master!"

He shouted: "It must be a master at the level of the grandmaster! We are saved!"

The people next to him immediately reacted and suddenly became excited. A new force suddenly emerged from his body, which had no strength, and they all cooperated with Qiu Boran to kill forward.

"roar!"

A blood corpse saw Yang Xian coming slowly, and let out a loud roar and rushed towards the direction of the carriage. All the living corpses along the way were knocked away by him, rushing towards Yang Xian like crazy bison.

"Bang!"

A zombie that was taken to avoid Yang Xian was punched by the blood corpse, and then a shrill howl sounded from the mouth of the blood corpse. He seemed to be giving orders, and many zombies who had just given way to Yang Xian were timidly rushing towards Yang Xian.

Yang Xian's expression remained unchanged, his palm swept out flat, and an invisible knife aura flew out from the edge of his palm and slashed out flat.

"Crack" sounds of fractures one after another. The living zombies swept by his knife fell to the ground in rows like leeks, and their heads soared into the sky, revealing the tentacles that were constantly stretching and contracting inside their necks.

"roar!"

The ground suddenly shook, and the zombie that had just run to Yang Xian jumped up and rushed towards Yang Xian.

Yang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his arms and fist, and beat the blood corpse that rushed from the air.

"boom!"

It was like a blood mist suddenly erupting in the air, forming a bloody rain that covered a hundred feet of land.

After Yang Xian punched the blood corpse from the air, he suddenly let out a long roar and accelerated his body. The living corpses blocking him exploded one after another, like fireworks.

What was particularly strange was that he obviously took action forward, but no zombies attacking the carriage from behind could escape the blowout.

In the midst of the bloody tide of corpses, Yang Xian walked to Qiu Boran and others who were trapped in the zombies.

"Who are you?"

Yang Xian looked at Qiu Boran and others, "What's going on here?"

Qiu Boran and others watched Yang Xian approach quickly until Yang Xian asked, and they woke up imitating porcelain and responded in a panic.

"I...I am Qiu Boran, a disciple of Niutou Shanzi Dali Sect!"

"My younger generation, Wu Botao!"

"Li Qingye, the little girl's Sancai Sword Sect!"

"Small path and view Zhang Qingyuan from afar!"

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Several people were under great pressure to face Yang Xian and were a little panicked when protecting their names.

Only Qiu Boran was still barely awake and said to Yang Xian: "Senior, we were going to Dingzhou together to play, but we didn't expect that we just arrived in Baohuazhou and encountered these zombies siege the city..."

Yang Xian nodded and said, "So that's the case. Several of them are chivalrous and willing to live and die for the people in the city."

Qiu Boran said ashamedly: "I underestimated the combat power of these zombies, so I asked everyone to go out of the city to kill the enemy, and almost implicate them all to death."

Just as they were talking, Yang Xian slapped his palms continuously, and a series of "bang bang" sounded, and a mass of blood mist exploded behind them.

"I think you're using a lot of energy, so why don't you go into the city with me?"

Qiu Boran and others said happily: "Thank you for your help for your help!"

Yang Xian glanced around and looked at a few people not far away who were still breathing in the zombies. He was about to lose. He said to everyone: "Wait for a moment!"

Before he finished speaking, others had disappeared in front of Qiu Boran and others. Just when several people were panicked and didn't know what to do, a scream suddenly sounded in the air.

The few people looked up and saw a few people flying towards them in the air. Seeing that the situation seemed to be thrown out without preparation, they did not react until they were about to land and landed.

After seeing the appearance of several people, Qiu Boran was overjoyed, "Brother Miao, are you okay?"

When the man who fell on the ground and stood up was dizzy, he suddenly looked up when he heard Qiu Boran's words and said in surprise: "Brother Qiu? You are not dead yet? What's going on? Who threw me over?"

When he was surprised, his eyes suddenly burst into tears. Yang Xian showed up in front of him with a man in his hand and said lightly: "This person is already very injured, who will carry him on his back?"

Qiu Boran and the others were at least a hundred feet away from these people. Each of these people weighed more than one hundred kilograms, but in Yang Xian's hands, they were like straw, and they were thrown out at a distance of hundreds of feet and arrived instantly. After these people landed, Yang Xian appeared in front of everyone at the same time.

If you don’t think about this kind of skill carefully, the more you think about it, the more you become, the more shocked you will be. Qiu Boran’s heart beats like a drum, and he thought to himself: “Is this the skill of the martial arts master?”

"It's so amazing? It's simply a magical method!"

He suppressed his surprise and said to Yang Xian: "Senior, I still have some strength, so I will carry this brother to my back."

Yang Xian glanced at Qiu Boran and smiled and said, "The Qiu Ju lineage in Niutou Mountain has always been famous for its long and long qi. When I saw it today, it was indeed well-known!"

Qiu Boran said happily: "Senior, I'm sorry!"

Qiu Ju is the founder of the Niutou Mountain lineage. He has a high martial arts cultivation and is a master-level martial arts master. At this time, when Yang Xian talked about him in public, Qiu Boran was very proud.

When Yang Xian saw the wounded handing over to Qiu Bo, he turned around and said, "Let's go into the city!"

At this time, the people who were thrown by Yang Xian also came to their senses and looked at Yang Xian's back and looked at him with a shocked look.

When Yang Xian returned to the carriage, the surrounding zombies had already surrounded him again.

"Boom boom boom"

This time, Yang Xian's move was much more violent than before. He took a big step and pushed forward with his palms. All the living zombies blocking him were beaten into blood mist by him.

As the blood waves rolled, everyone pointed directly at the city ahead like a sharp sword.

And Yang Xian is the tip of this sharp sword.

Qiu Boran and others who followed Yang Xian looked at Yang Xian with such earth-shaking methods, their eyes were beating and their lips were dry.

He really couldn't imagine that this was only done by manpower.

Everyone saw Yang Xian's palms constantly, and his internal strength was like a river in the Yangtze River, endless. No matter the ordinary zombies or tall blood corpses blocking him, they could not withstand his backhand palm, and they were instantly beaten into blood mist, and they were all shocked.

When Yang Xian faced these living zombies, he was like an ordinary person facing an ants. No matter how strong an ants were, they would end up being crushed to death in front of him.

With Yang Xian starting, these corpses could not stop everyone for a moment. In just a few breaths, everyone had already arrived near the city gate.
Chapter completed!