Seeing this scene, Yang Feng pondered in his heart for a moment, and then ordered the convoy to retreat, and the guards were divided into two teams to guard the convoy from being chased by zombies.

"Before leaving, I'll give you a ruthless one!"

When the zombies were thousands of kilometers away from the convoy and had no power to catch up, Yang Feng said with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

After speaking, I saw Yang Feng snort softly, the mysterious energy in his mind surged rapidly, and a piece of metal loaded on a car instantly rose into the air, instantly dissolved, and turned into a flying knife in the sky, with a sharp edge, shooting towards the group of zombies that were charging away.

In a moment's effort, I saw the flying knives in the sky, lightning like a lightning cut through the void, rushed into the group of zombies charging forward, a sharp flying knife, directly cut off the head of a zombie, so that the zombies in front of the charge were like rice blown by the wind, falling down piece by piece, becoming a broken corpse.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of zombies were directly beheaded by the flying knives that were counted, and the surging zombie group was directly emptied by Yang Feng, more than 1,000 guards and more than 1,000 relatives of the guards, seeing the fallen zombies in pieces, collectively lost their voices, opened their mouths wide, and their faces were full of incredulity.

Immediately afterwards, more than 1,000 guards and more than 1,000 relatives of the guards let out excited cheers, cheering for themselves to have such a powerful leader.

In the cheers and rejoicing of the guards and their relatives, a golden dragon fell from the sky and rushed into Yang Feng's body, shocking his tired spirit, and all the mental power and strength consumed were restored to the same as before, and he was successfully promoted to a level 17 tester.

"Stop and rest, and strive to take Qingfeng Town tomorrow!"

When the convoy withdrew to the entrance of the highway and left the zombies far away thirty miles away, Yang Feng gave the order to stop.

As Yang Feng's order was issued, the huge convoy stopped, and one by one, the family members of the guards began to cook, while the guards began to rest in place, slowly recovering their mental and physical strength, and trying to adapt to more powerful strength and body in order to meet the next day's high-intensity battle.

As for Yang Feng, he threw more than 100 imitation Tang knives from the zombies to Zhang Hong, and asked him to hand them over to the more than 100 members of the guards who had the greatest credit and killed the most enemies.

When the darkness dimmed, and asked the relatives of the hundred guards to hold guns on guard, Yang Feng and more than a thousand members of the guards slowly fell asleep, recovering the physical strength and spirit consumed during the day.

In the early morning of the second day, after a hearty breakfast, Yang Feng led a huge convoy along the provincial highway and galloped towards the direction where Qingfeng Town was located.

Soon after, Yang Feng encountered more than 100,000 zombies pursued yesterday on the road more than ten miles away from Qingfeng Town, and immediately ordered the convoy to stop, get out of the car with the guards, and meet the zombies, while the relatives of the guards on the convoy were responsible for guarding with guns.

In a moment's effort, Yang Feng, who got out of the car, took the first team of more than 700 members of the personal guard team to launch a fierce charge towards the zombies who chased out of Qingfeng Town yesterday.

When Yang Feng led more than 700 members of the guards to take the initiative to charge the zombies, the huge group of zombies also found Yang Feng and his party, and they let out a sharp and unpleasant and piercing roar, and rushed towards Yang Feng and his party with their teeth and claws.

In the face of the surging zombies, Yang Feng, who was rushing to the front, roared angrily, his body turned into an afterimage, and suddenly rushed into the zombie group, the wind knife technique was unfolded, and the imitation Tang knife in his hand turned into an afterimage, and the cold cold light crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and a zombie who was close to Yang Feng was ruthlessly cut off his head, or directly split in half, becoming a broken corpse.

At the same time, the guards who had been immediately behind Yang Feng, who had risen to level eight or nine, also roared angrily and rushed into the zombie group, the sharp weapons in their hands continued to swing out, turning into a scythe of death, killing one zombie after another mercilessly, turning into a cold corpse.

In just half an hour, tens of thousands of zombies were slaughtered by Yang Feng and the guards like slaughtering dogs, and they continued to launch a fierce charge towards the zombie group behind them with full physical strength, and raised their knives and fell, ruthlessly cutting off the heads of one zombie.

An hour later, the more than 700 guards of the first team were a little tired and withdrew to rest, and the more than 700 members of the second team of the guards were impatient to carry sharp weapons to meet the zombie hordes and start a crazy journey of killing monsters and upgrading.

Three hours later, more than 100,000 zombies all turned into a broken corpse, and more than 1,000 guards and more than 1,000 relatives of the guards began to clean up the battlefield, mending the zombies that were not dead, and taking out the crystal nucleus in the zombies' heads.

"Take an hour's rest!"

Putting the zombie crystal nucleus handed over by Zhang Hong into the space ring, and glancing at the ignited zombie corpse, Yang Feng ordered with a calm face.

An hour later, the Guards had recovered most of their strength, and the huge convoy moved forward again, quickly arriving at the entrance of Qingfeng Town, and directly playing music to attract the zombies in Qingfeng Town.

As loud music sounded, a zombie rushed out of Qingfeng Town, fangs and claws, like a tide, and pounced in the direction where Yang Feng and the guards were.

Most of the zombies' strength is only four or five levels, and in the face of the eight or nine level guards, there is no resistance at all, even if there are many of them, they are of no use, just let the guards waste a little more time.

When the sky darkened, most of the millions of zombies in Qingfeng Town were cleared, and only tens of thousands of zombies were scattered in Qingfeng Town, and the dense zombie corpses were lying messily in Qingfeng Zhen's population, exuding a strong stench.

"The convoy is ten miles back, and tomorrow it will be entering Qingfeng Town!"

Glancing at the dim sky and then at the mountains of zombie corpses, Yang Feng ordered with a calm face.

After that, the huge convoy turned around and retreated to the rear again.

At night, the stars twinkled in the sky, releasing thousands of starlight, and on the side of the huge convoy, piles of bonfires released scorching flames, and a member of the Guards and his family members sitting around the bonfire were eating delicious food and drinking delicious drinks, talking loudly, and shouting excitedly from time to time.

Millions of zombies not only contributed a lot of experience, allowing Yang Feng to successfully upgrade to level 20, his strength skyrocketed, but also broke out a lot of equipment, some of which were equipped by Yang Feng, with a few more hole cards, and a little more confidence in his heart.

At the same time, the massive experience contributed by millions of zombies not only made more than a thousand guards upgrade to the twelfth or third level, and their strength skyrocketed, but also made half of them equip them with imitation Tang knives, and their combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.

It is no exaggeration to say that millions of zombies have made Yang Feng a windfall, and his strength has skyrocketed, which has some great positive effects on future development, which is worth celebrating.

While Yang Feng and the guards were celebrating in a carnival, tens of thousands of survivors in Qingfeng Town, after hearing the movement, poured out from various hidden angles one after another, and began to pick up the weapons in their hands to wipe out the tens of thousands of zombies remaining in Qingfeng Town.

In the face of millions of zombies, these survivors did not dare to make a move, but in the face of tens of thousands of zombies scattered around, these young and strong survivors did not have any fear, and launched weapons in their hands one after another, launching a fierce attack on the tens of thousands of zombies remaining in Qingfeng Town.

With the passage of time, the tens of thousands of zombies remaining in Qingfeng Town, under the ferocious attack of tens of thousands of survivors in Qingfeng Town, all had their heads cut off and became a broken corpse, so that the zombies in the entire Qingfeng Town were wiped out.

"Brother Shuang, Sister Jing, what do you think we should do next?"

The zombies in Qingfeng Town were wiped out, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy looked at Zhou Shuang and Zhou Xiaojing with a look of adoration and asked.

In the process of clearing the zombies in Qingfeng Town, Zhou Shuang and Zhou Xiaojing have proved the strong strength of the two, if it weren't for the existence of the two, with their tens of thousands of survivors, it would be impossible to kill tens of thousands of zombies in Qingfeng Town, because Zhou Shuang and Zhou Xiaojing directly killed as much as half of the tens of thousands of zombies, which shocked the survivors in Qingfeng Town, and involuntarily regarded Zhou Shuang and Zhou Xiaojing as leaders.

The survivors in Qingfeng Town are not very old, and most of them are in their twenties, and they have a strong ability to adapt to the environment, and it is easier to rely on the strong, so as soon as they saw the strong strength of Zhou Shuang and Zhou Xiaojing, they invariably regarded the two as leaders and depended on them in the future.

In the early morning of the second day, Yang Feng led a huge convoy and once again came to the entrance of Qingfeng Town, only to see tens of thousands of survivors, under the leadership of Zhou Xiaojing and Zhou Shuang, who were lining up in a neat queue, standing on both sides of the entrance of Qingfeng Town, quietly waiting for the arrival of Yang Feng and others.

"Stop!"

Glancing at the tens of thousands of survivors lined up in a neat queue and standing quietly on both sides of the entrance of Qingfeng Town, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, and he immediately ordered loudly, and walked down from the Humvee, taking Zhang Hong and He Zhihong, and slowly walking towards the entrance of Qingfeng Town.

"I'm Yang Feng, the leader of the convoy, and I'm calling your leader out!"

After slowly walking to the entrance of Qingfeng Town, Yang Feng stopped moving forward, looked at the tens of thousands of survivors, and shouted loudly with a calm face.