Witch Hunter Headquarters.
Almost all the buildings collapsed, and many people died on the ground. Under the freezing temperature, the bodies became stiff in a few minutes and turned into ice sculptures.
Lu Wenjun's dozen or so men were all dead.
He himself was covered in blood.
Lu Wenjun supported his body and covered a bloody hole in his chest with one hand. He raised his head and glared at Xu Zhisheng with a look that could kill people:
"You actually brought back the witch hunters from the front line."
Originally, there was no difference between myself and the other party.
Even suppress the opponent.
However, hundreds of people suddenly appeared, each of whom was a top witch hunter, and they killed all of his more than a dozen subordinates in just a few minutes.
He was alone, fighting against Xu Zhisheng and more than 300 masters.
No matter how powerful he is, he is just a wood-type superpower. In the end, his body was pierced by the opponent's light. Now he is dying, relying on his breath to hold on.
"When you do this, have you ever thought about how to resist zombies on the front line!"
Lu Wenjun was very angry.
He was not angry that Xu Zhisheng was plotting, but that he was sending men from the front line to kill him.
There are hundreds of millions of zombies on the East Island.
Every day, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of zombies invade the defense line. There are only tens of thousands of witch hunters, and the top ones only have a few thousand.
Resistance alternates day and night every day.
And Xu Zhisheng mobilized 300 top witch hunters at one time.
If the front line does not make defensive arrangements in time, it means that there will be 300 fewer masters in a certain period of time.
The stress will multiply.
When the number of zombies increases, there is a high probability that they will be unable to resist.
Xu Zhisheng didn't take it seriously, but instead laughed and said: "It's only 300 people, how can it have a big impact? On the contrary, you foolishly put all your people on the front line, leaving only a dozen people for yourself."
"Now, you will suffer a loss, hahaha."
Xu Zhisheng laughed at Lu Wenjun's stupidity.
"Xu Zhisheng, sooner or later you will pay the price for your actions!"
Lu Wenjun's eyes were angry.
"The price? Haha, the price is that I, Xu Zhisheng, will carry forward the Xu family! Lu Wenjun, be smarter in your next life and stop being my enemy."
Xu Zhisheng smiled ferociously, raised his hand and directed a beam of light straight at Lu Wenjun's head.
"Who are you!"
Before Xu Zhisheng's smile fell, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him. His light fell on the other person and disappeared directly.
He quickly took a few steps back.
He looked at the man opposite him cautiously. He was in his twenties, wearing a black trench coat, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked rebellious. His aura was even more powerful than his own.
Lu Wenjun also looked puzzled.
He was able to block Xu Zhisheng's attack. It seemed that there was no such person among the witch hunters.
"grandfather!"
Hearing the sound, Lu Wenjun turned around and found his granddaughter Lu Su running over. Accompanying her were the goddess, the sexy fox girl, and the cool dragon girl.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
Lu Su came to his grandfather and found a bloody hole in Lu Wenjun's chest. He was extremely worried: "Grandpa, let me treat you."
"Susu, goddess, you were not captured?"
Lu Wenjun came back to his senses, surprised and a little happy.
"no,"
Lu Su shook his head and explained briefly: "It was Fang Luo who saved us..."
"Fang Luo?"
Lu Wenjun turned to look at Fang Luo with surprised eyes: "Is that the boy who unified Luo City and whom you often dream about at night?"
"Grandpa, how long has it been and you are still talking nonsense? When did I dream?" Lu Su's face turned red. Why did grandpa still talk nonsense at this time?
"Grandpa never talks nonsense."
Lu Wenjun: "If anyone in the family doesn't know, just hide it yourself."
The end of the world has been so long.
The house they live in has not been soundproofed for a long time. They just ordered others not to say anything to save face for their granddaughter.
Unexpectedly, the Fang Luo mentioned by her granddaughter turned out to be such a handsome young man. He seemed to be very powerful. No wonder his granddaughter was so fascinated that all her dreams were about him.
"You are Fang Luo."
After learning Fang Luo's identity, Xu Zhisheng's face darkened. His grandson and son went to Luo City one after another, but in the end there was no news about them.
Now this Fang Luo is doing well.
To ruin your own good deeds.
"My grandson Xu Daotian went to Luo City, but now there is no news. Should you explain this to me?" Xu Zhisheng asked.
"explain?"
Fang Luo pinched his fingers, and they emitted a ball of white light: "Non, you are here to serve as a light bulb for me."
Xu Zhisheng's face was ashen.
Fang Luo knows light powers. It is obvious that he killed Xu Daotian, and now he is showing off in front of him, even talking about being a light bulb.
It's simply a complete humiliation.
Xu Zhisheng gritted his teeth: "Boy, do you know what price you will pay for doing this?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know."
Fang Luo was too lazy to talk nonsense and raised his hand to shoot the space blade.
"Huh."
Fang Luo was a little surprised. The space blade passed through Xu Zhisheng's body, but it did not hurt him.
After taking a closer look, he realized that what he had just shot was actually a projection.
Around him, there were many projections exactly like Xu Zhisheng running around, and it was almost impossible to tell the real ones from the fake ones.
Blindfold.
Golden cicada escapes from its shell?
Fang Luo sneered. He originally thought that Xu Zhisheng was a tough guy and would have a serious fight with him, but he didn't expect to run away after saying harsh words.
However, this Xu Zhisheng is still a bit discerning. He recognizes that the ancient beasts around him are all ancient beasts, and knows that they are not easy to mess with.
However, trying to escape from yourself in this way would be too underestimated.
Fang Luo placed 50 space blades at once.
"Which of you will pick up the crystal?"
Fang Luo pointed to Xu Zhisheng's body in the distance.
Long Bingxue wanted to go, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't move. She looked at Lingyu.
Lingyu is new here and has not made any contribution so far. As a senior, I should give her some credit and not take all of it.
She patted Lingyu and signaled her to go.
Lingyu still doesn't understand.
However, Xu Yao was experienced and immediately said softly: "Master, I'll go, I'll go."
Saying that, he immediately ran over.
Although Lingyu was inexperienced, he was not stupid. His sister was so excited. Obviously picking up things would bring a lot of benefits, so she quickly followed.
The two of them scrambled to pick up something.
"Lingyu, didn't you agree not to compete? Don't compete with me."
"this……"
Lu Wenjun, whose chest was still bleeding, was a little stunned. How could he fight just to pick up something?
Moreover, one of them is a goddess.
Witch hunter goddess.
The supreme existence of witch hunters, the Yuan Dynasty respected her very much.
Fang Luo just asked them to pick up things with just one sentence?
However, after Lingyu brought the things back, he knew why the two women were robbing each other like this.
Fang Luo took out a bunch of grilled squid tentacles.
He could tell at a glance that this was no ordinary squid. The suction cup was bigger than a palm. If it were a complete squid, it would be at least dozens of meters tall.
This is probably a witch clan.
Or an ancient beast.
Just bend down and pick something up, and you can get such a large bunch of ancient animal meat!
Lu Wenjun couldn't help but want to bend down.
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