Han Qingxia felt the overwhelming sound of footsteps, and the Tang knife in his hand slashed violently into the zombie's neck.

There was no pause in the action.

It's just that when the sharp Tang Dao cuts the spine of the Level 4 Zombie King, it's like cutting a hard boulder.

The blade was pressed down with great force by Han Qingxia and sparks were drawn.

"Bang!"

The moment she broke the zombie's spine, the Tang knife that had been with her for almost three years collapsed from the middle.

Her knife collapsed.

The Zombie King, with only one zombie head left, could no longer make a sound at this moment.

Hang Chi Hang Chi tried to roll up and escape from here.

How could Han Qingxia let him escape?

She took out a pressure cooker from the space and placed it on the Zombie King's head, holding the lid of the pot in her other hand and tapping it underneath.

With a click, the lid of the pressure cooker was screwed on, and the whole pot was thrown to Qin Ke, "Hold it, take it with you!"

Qin Ke: "..."

Live zombies cannot be put into the space.

It can only be carried with you.

Qin Ke obediently hugged the zombie king in the pressure cooker.

Han Qingxia finished taking care of the Zombie King in a few seconds, and looked regretfully at the knife in his hand that was broken into two pieces.

After all, I followed her for three years.

How much is reluctant to part with it.

She picked up the other half, held the tip of the knife while wearing a polymer-enclosed glove, and said to the person behind her.

"If you want to survive, follow closely!"

"Ouch——"

"Ouch——"

"Ouch——"

The zombies rushing like a tide outside have arrived.

Two zombies took the lead and rushed in, grabbing the bathroom door frame.

One man and one woman.

They are all old zombie classmates who have rotted away for many years.

They smell like old, decaying corpses.

Both of their faces were chewed into disfigurement. One had his upper half of his face chewed, from his eyes to his forehead, and the other had his lower half of his face chewed, from his nose to his mouth. The hideous wounds were magnified to the extreme in the quiet sunset.

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The zombie classmates opened their huge mouths covered in blood and rushed in from the school bathroom door with a pair of gray zombie eyes.

"bass!"

"Stab it!"

Han Qingxia stabbed the daggers in both hands into the middle of the head of the zombie that rushed towards him.

Falling behind in one blow, she strode outside.

At this time, zombies were running on both sides of the corridor.

The zombie feast begins!

"Let's go!"

Mo Fenjin, who was inside, nervously led everyone to follow.

Two classmates in their team had injured their feet. Mo Fenjin supported one with one hand and dragged them away.

When they passed the first toilet door.

Xiaowen, who was sitting on the toilet with his stomach hollowed out, said "Uh" and raised his neck.

He straightened his body and sat up on the toilet.

It was covered in blood.

On his face, his five fingers clawed hard into the flesh, leaving bloody traces of flesh and blood.

His whole body was soaked with blood from his stomach.

The intestines hang from the outermost fur coat, and the half-gnawed liver and lungs are exposed.

"Ouch——"

Xiaowen vomited a mouthful of blood, his neat upper and lower rows of teeth were soaked red with blood, and a voice unique to zombies came out of his abyss-like throat.

It opened a pair of zombie-gray eyes and twisted its limbs to pounce on the classmates in front of it.

"Run!"

Mo Fenjin pushed the classmates he was holding forward, dragged the slower ones behind him, and tried his best to send them out.

Xiaowen turned into a zombie and flew out. Mo Fenjin grabbed Xiaowen's baseball bat and stuffed it into its mouth, then sent it back to the toilet with a stick.

In just two or three seconds, the students ran past him one after another.

When the last one passed by him, he quickly followed him.

Wait until he runs out.

Only then did I see that there was already a sea of ​​corpses outside.

A large number of zombies rushed from the corridor behind them.

Under the golden sunset, zombie faces reflected one after another.

Every face is hideous and terrifying to the extreme.

A swarm of bees ran towards them.

His students all raised their baseball bats and fought against the endless stream of zombies in the sea of ​​corpses.

At the same time, Jin followed Han Qingxia, who was clearing the way with two swords in front, killing the blood on the side with fewer zombies.

Even if someone opens a way for them, students like them are still as weak and weak as duckweeds in the zombie wave.

Lei Ming, Wei Song and other boys were standing outside against the wall, wielding baseball bats and moving forward. They hit the zombies rushing in front of them hard.

Mei Xue and Su Miaomiao were further inside.

Mei Xue also wielded a weapon and struck at the zombies that were rushing towards her one after another.

Su Miaomiao would only scream behind them.

"Ahhh! Zombies! Right, right!"

"ah!"

"Stop screaming! Shut up!"

Mei Xue shouted in disgust next to her.

Su Miaomiao suddenly lost her temper when she yelled at her.

She looked at a zombie rushing towards her and pushed Mei Xue in front of her.

Go to hell!

"ah--"

Just when Mei Xue was about to be buried in the zombie's mouth, a dark shadow quickly ran over and grabbed her.

"No one can be missing!"

Mo Fenjin hugged Mei Xue from behind, opened his arms like an old hen protecting her chicks, and turned his back to the zombies behind him.

"Everyone hug tight!"

The supernatural power under his feet began to exert force.

Pushing this group of students forward in a straight line at full speed.

This is his special ability.

His power can only move in a straight line.

But it will be performed very quickly.

He turned his back to the zombies rushing towards him and pushed his classmates to quickly catch up with Han Qingxia in front.

Han Qingxia, who was leading the way, sensed the movement behind her.
To be continued...