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The Level 4 Throat Locker let out an ear-piercing scream.

As if hearing some order, the high-level zombies around them who were fighting with the Evolvers gave up their opponents almost simultaneously and rushed towards the Throat Locker and Ye Zhongming. Even the ordinary zombies who had already crossed the evolutionary team and charged towards the main building turned around and gathered here.

When it came time to fight for his life, the Throat Locker was the first to start calling for helpers.

"Entangle them! Entangle them! ”

Xia Lei had a cut on the left side of her neck, blood was constantly flowing out, and half of her body was dyed red, but seeing this scene, she shouted like crazy, letting the people around her involve their opponents.

"Protect the boss! These zombies are going to help! Xiaohu threw away the empty gun and rushed to Ye Zhongming with a knife, followed by Mo Yeliang Hatsuin and Park Xiuying.

At this time, in the main building, it was Lu Yi who was organizing people to defend, and these ordinary soldiers saw that the corpses were suddenly concentrated in the center of the battlefield, and the evolutionaries and zombies were mixed together, and they didn't dare to shoot, with their archery skills, they were afraid of hurting their own people.

"Rush down! Grab your knives and spears, and the time has come to fight hard! If we don't protect Boss Ye, once something happens to him, that fourth-level zombie will kill us all! ”

Lu Yi's eyes earned the boss, and he had always been called a Confucian merchant in his life, and now his beard was red, and he took the lead and rushed out of the main building with a weapon.

He knows better than anyone that anyone can die at this time, but only Ye Zhongming can't die, he is alive, and others still have hope of living, he is dead. Others will surely die.

Yun Shao threw the short spear in his hand, and then pulled it back, taking away a large piece of skin and flesh on several zombies, and he rushed there with people, at this time, there was no difference between a hungry tiger knight or a Genting Villa, there were just humans and zombies.

Sasha also rushed again with people. She has nothing in her eyes at this time, all she has to do is rush to the man who always looks at her with a strange look, protect him, and let him not die.

All the zombies and humans rushed to the place where the victory was decided!

Ye Zhongming's right hand, which had become purple because of the lack of blood circulation for a long time, shook twice, and he could no longer hold Feng Zhiyue, the white long knife fell from his hand, and his left hand could still wrestle with the first tentacle, but this side was completely passive. If it weren't for the fact that Ye Zhongming's first-star and second-star evolutionaries were both taking improvement potions, which made his physique very close to that of ordinary three-star evolutionaries, if it weren't for the fact that the Blood Combat Boots were constantly absorbing energy to restore his injuries, and if it weren't for the little national art skills he learned from Mo Ye who was trying to use the evolutionary's ability to control the muscles to delay the wrangling, his right hand might have been strangled at this time.

But when the persistence was finally exhausted, Ye Zhongming's right hand gradually became weak, and he couldn't even hold the knife.

Feng Zhiyue fell towards the ground, and Ye Zhongming gritted his teeth. Let the blood flow out of the mouth and cut off the hand? Yes. Maybe he is about to cut off his hand, but he is not afraid, one hand can be strong, and in the future, some professionals or some roulette potions can also make the hand grow again.

Ye Zhongming was just worried that once his hand was twisted off. The tentacles of this fourth-level throat locker will be liberated, and whether it continues to attack and wrap around its neck, or go back to defend and kill the third-level fanged beast rider, it will make a big change in the situation, and at this moment, the huge whirlpool battlefield centered on them will be greatly changed. May crash because of this!

As soon as his eyes darkened, a figure suddenly appeared beside Ye Zhongming, reached out and grabbed Feng Zhiyue, and then without stopping, the other hand grabbed the tentacle wrapped around Ye Zhongming's wrist.

Xia Bai, who was covered in blood, didn't know where to appear, and at this moment, her clothes on her back were completely open, revealing a curvaceous snow @ white @ back @ part, compared to the burned face, the skin on her back was delicate and smooth.

It's just that a huge wound almost from the shoulder blade to the waist spoils this beauty!

The wound may not be deep, but the length is too staggering, it is slanted all over the back, a meter long, and oozing blood, blood flows out of the wound, forming a curtain of blood, forming a dazzling contrast on the snow-white skin.

It's such a serious injury, with such an open back, and even the upturned buttocks can be faintly seen, but as if nothing has happened, she dragged the tentacle with one hand, and the edge moon with the other hand slashed towards the tentacle.

Even if she was seriously injured, Xia Bai's mind was still clear, she caught Feng Zhiyue first, but she didn't cut the tentacle first, because then the throat locker could choose to withdraw the tentacle, then the situation that Ye Zhongming had worked so hard to manage was gone, so she grabbed the tentacle first, and then waved the machete.

The Throat Locker's golden face was full of rage, and it almost snapped the man's wrist! Just a little bit!

However, in the face of the Blade Moon, it had to choose to retreat, it was not sure that it could make its thin tentacles resist the cutting of the white weapon.

As for the woman who grabbed the tentacle, it didn't pay attention to it at all, and with her strength, she didn't have the strength to catch it.

And Xia Bai seemed to know this, when the tentacle let go of Ye Zhongming's wrist, her falling knife momentum suddenly stopped, and the hand that pulled the tentacle hard, her body jumped up, and rolled around with the force, and the tentacle was wrapped around her body.

Then she threw Feng Zhiyue at Ye Zhongming, and she lowered her head and bit on the tentacle!

Gripping the tentacles with both hands...... Body wrapped around tentacles...... The mouth bites the tentacles......

The throat locker instantly exerted force, Xia Bai's already slender waist tightened instantly, the crunch of bones squeezing and deforming was clearly audible, and blood immediately gushed out of his mouth. Grabbing the tentacle's hands and biting the tentacle's mouth, because the huge force of the pullback all grinded out blood, she was already about to become a bloody person, and now she is spilling blood outward!

Many people have seen this scene, even if they know that this human is a companion and a friend, but the ruthlessness of this grimace woman still makes everyone's scalp tingle.

This is a man who really takes his life for nothing!

This is a man who is ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to himself!

Those survivors who had some different hearts before, after seeing Xia Bai like this, their backs were wet, and they knew with their toes that if they really did something sorry for Ye Zhongming and sorry for Genting Mountain Villa in the future, this woman alone would be enough to become their eternal nightmare.

Ye Zhongming endured the pain and caught Feng Zhiyue, Xia Bai won him a chance to get out of trouble with his right hand, and won him a chance to recover from his injury in a few seconds, although his right hand still moved as if it was smashed by a boulder, but after all, he was able to move slightly.

He struggled to hold the Blade Moon with his relatively well-formed thumb and little finger as support points, and then threw out the last Radiant Seal Blade Master's class skills at the Level 4 Throat Locker.

The sword and the light of the fire covered the chokeholder, who was still immobile. (To be continued.) )