In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1391

Zhang Yi killed Sambam. His body could not withstand Zhang Yi's powerful attack, but his extremely powerful origin was still preserved.

Zhang Yi did not waste it and used the energy storage tank to collect it.

This battle was actually very dangerous. If the person fighting him today was not Zhang Yi, it would be extremely dangerous for anyone else.

Even if it was Zhang Yi, if he did not carry a medical alien with him, he would die here.

After all, according to the rules of the [Devil Casino], no matter how lucky Zhang Yi is, he will lose his hands and feet, and even his internal organs in the process of gambling.

Then after breaking the gambling, he will inevitably be killed by Sambam.

It's a pity that Sambam met Zhang Yi, a cheater.

After killing Sambam, Zhang Yi still had lingering fears.

After the effect of the painkiller wore off, the joints of his hands and feet were aching slightly, and there was a numb feeling.

For the newly grown flesh and blood, after the effect of adrenaline wore off, he began to feel a strong sense of discomfort.

Zhang Yi turned around and looked at several other battlefields in the city. The fierce battle was still going on, as if many monsters were fighting each other.

At this time, Zhang Yi did not dare to go over to help them. He needed to deal with his own physical problems first.

Moreover, no one could guarantee that there would be no stronger strongmen in Nash Country.

The death of a great general was no joke.

"Swish!"

Zhang Yi immediately disappeared from the spot and crossed to the lower area of ​​Nash Country.

The lower it went, the darker and dirtier it was, and people from the upper class almost never went to such places.

Zhang Yi found a safe place, and while letting Zhou Ke'er help him completely repair his body, he began to try to absorb the origin of Sambamu.

This absorption process is usually extremely slow, and even if it is absorbed in a short time, it cannot be completely digested.

However, it can still improve strength to a certain extent.

Zhang Yi had a premonition in his heart that he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

If he wants to enter the Holy Spirit Temple.

…

In another battlefield, Qiliduoan faced Lancelot.

The entire city had long been reduced to ruins. There was no living person around, and there were no visible buildings.

Qiliduoan stood in the center of the battlefield. He still had that indifferent expression, holding a huge sword in his hand, looking down coldly at the distance.

In that direction, Lancelot fell weakly in the ruins. His combat uniform had long been torn to pieces, and blood was flowing, staining the earth and rocks under him red.

The two had been fighting for more than ten minutes. Lancelot's strength was not weak, but facing the general of the Nash country who made a living by fighting, he still suffered a heavy blow.

Qiliduoan's strength was too strong. The natural strong physique of the three-eyed people, plus his swordsmanship that he had practiced for billions of times, brought Lancelot pressure that was as terrifying as a continuous storm!

No fancy, just pure hard power to crush directly!

Qiliduoan, holding the sword, walked towards Lancelot step by step.

"Among the bugs, you are considered a relatively powerful existence. I didn't expect that your race could also have such power."

"Oh, is it because of the strong reproduction ability? There are too many, so there will always be some relatively powerful individuals."

Qiliduoan said slowly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Lancelot raised his head and looked at Qiliduoan coldly. Several lines of blood flowed down his forehead and slid down his cheeks, looking hideous and terrifying.

Even though he was seriously injured, he was still laughing, laughing wantonly.

"Hahahaha! The strong man of the three-eyed tribe will not disappoint me!"

"But do you know?"

He slowly stood up from the ruins. Although the sword in his hand was broken and the shield on his left hand was cracked, his fighting spirit was still high.

"You are far from the pressure that man brings to me!"

His face was covered with blood, but he still raised the knight's sword in his hand to Qiliduoan with high fighting spirit.

Qiliduoan nodded.

"Very good, I will give you the honor of a warrior and kill you!"

"Although you are just a bug, you are worthy of my respect!"

Qiliduoan knew that he could not delay any longer.

He had already felt the energy that erupted in several other battlefields.

Although he didn't know why there were so many powerful hairless mice in this world.

But as a warrior, the meaning of his existence is to protect the peace of Nash Country, to fight and kill!

He moved, and the extremely fast speed brought a fierce wind, the stormThe sonic boom hurts the eardrums wherever it sweeps past.

His speed is so fast that Lancelot can see him approaching when he looks up.

The sword that is several times bigger than his body sweeps over, and it only needs to touch his body to turn him into dust in an instant!

Lancelot's reaction speed is not slow either, he quickly raises his sword and hits it directly!

"Ping!"

The two swords, one large and one small, collide in the air, as if using an embroidery needle to resist Optimus Prime.

Dazzling flames burst out, and powerful energy surges in all directions in the form of shock waves!

The surrounding land, which has been beaten into an abyss, is sunk more than ten meters again!

Qiliduoan has no expression on his face, and the attacks are like a flood. The sword wind has long been invisible, and the shadow of the sword can't be seen clearly, leaving only the white murderous aura in the sky!

He attacks too fast, and can swing tens of thousands of attacks every second!

Lancelot held the shield in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, fearlessly resisting the opponent's attack.

"Crack!"

After countless collisions, the protective shield in his left hand finally collapsed completely.

Lancelot ignored it and directly held the knight's long sword with both hands, roaring and rushing over to fight with Qiliduoan!

Boom!!!

In more than ten seconds, the two of them fought madly for countless times, so that Lancelot's body could not withstand Qiliduoan's powerful force and was thrown out fiercely.

He fell into the ruins again, and the blood flowing from his body along his arms, calves and cheeks gradually gathered on the ground into a river.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago after bleeding so much blood.

But Lancelot still stood up with all his strength, with a hideous and happy smile on his face.

He supported the long sword that was about to break with both hands and chanted loudly.

"Hell Knight who has fallen into the netherworld, let my blood stain the flag of the rebellious heaven!"

"When the angel's feathers are broken and fall to the dust, I will sing the hymn of the end of the world with my torn throat!"

Skill [Knight's Hell Song].

When he finished chanting, the blood that flowed out actually flowed back into his body in an incredible way.

His body seemed to be full of strength again, and his whole state was even stronger than before!