Chapter 350

Her fists were clenched tightly, and she seemed to have motivation again.

She revealed a weak, hopeful smile.

As if life had a new goal again.

"Su Ming, I must see you again!"

The girl was full of hope, saying so.

When Su Ming left.

Just after walking two streets, he saw four figures walking in front.

The leader held a red scroll in his hand, with a blood-red array lingering on it.

One corpse after another followed behind them.

There were a full dozen corpses, with varying degrees of decay, stumbling along in a grand manner.

"Hehe, this time we brought so many elite zombie corpses, and even captured a few 3rd-turn ability users alive."

"The leader will definitely have a heavy reward!"

"As long as... the leader can let me take two more puffs of corpse powder, I'm willing to be a cow or a horse." Among them, a person with a thin, straw-like figure licked his lips and said crazily.

Besides the corpses, there were a few ability users covered in scars, their eyes flashing with red light, being mentally controlled and walking with them.

Clearly, this group was another team under Fei Mu, and also the last team.

It was a small team specifically responsible for capturing zombie elites and ability users alive outside to fill Fei Mu's corpse soldier library.

"But, that last shelter was really hard to kill; there were a lot of ability users, and they even had guns." Someone sighed.

"Hehe, we tried our best to kill through, but it wasn't a loss; at the very least, that girl at the end was taken turns by us... hehehe."

The thinnest man said with a smile.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a purple light flashed.

A purple-blue long sword burning with flames flew through the air, decapitating his head, which fell to the ground with blood spraying.

That's right, this was the 【Ten Thousand Soul Fire Condensation Sword】.

After that person died, his soul was still emitting shrill wails, captivating the soul, and it took a few breaths before it disappeared.

The other three were instantly dumbfounded, their eyes shocked.

They immediately became extremely vigilant, forming a battle formation and looking around.

A young man wearing a gray-black robe and carrying a sword box walked out slowly.

"Who are you!?"

Several people immediately shouted angrily.

"Don't you know that we are from the Curse Slaughter Shelter? Our leader is the Great Corpse Refining Venerable, a 6th-turn ability user!"

Hearing this, Su Ming almost couldn't hold back.

Fei Mu told these ability users who followed him that he was a 6th-turn ability user?

What a laughingstock!

However, bragging and painting big pictures was indeed one of the essential skills for a leader.

Fei Mu was truly proficient in the art of controlling people!

"Your leader has been killed by me personally."

Su Ming said indifferently.

As soon as these words were spoken, they were met with a burst of mockery.

"Hahahahaha, you're killing me, you stupid dog who doesn't know life from death."

"Even if you make things up, you wouldn't dare to make them up like this."

"Not to mention our leader himself, just his hundred or so corpse soldiers could easily slash an ant like you into a tiny ant."

"This person's ability to control blades, after being refined by the leader, will definitely be very powerful."

"Stop talking nonsense with him, attack, kill!"

Several people shouted in unison, scolding angrily.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!!

Only three sword chimes flashed.

Before the few people's abilities could even be activated, their arm and leg tendons were slashed by the sword blades.

Sword light swept past.

Several people instantly fell to the ground, falling face-first into the dirt.

How could it be so fast!

This was the first thought in everyone's mind.

They didn't even see the trajectory of the sword light, and the next instant they were kneeling on the ground, their limb muscles slashed.

A terrifying fear like a stormy sea permeated everyone's hearts at this moment.

Could this person, like the leader, be a 6th-turn ability user?

Su Ming's expression was calm; he raised his hand and gripped it.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, three swords flew and slashed, piercing the chests of the three, dragging them for a street's distance, directly to the ruins of the street where Fei Mu died.

Fei Mu's corpse was unrecognizable, and the surrounding remains of corpse soldiers almost filled the entire street, emitting a sky-high stench.

Seeing the leader's corpse with their own eyes, the few were completely sweating profusely.

"Ho... how is it possible..."

"The leader is really... dead!!"

The corpses of the corpse soldiers all over the ground were so real, so naturally, it couldn't be fake.

"What he said was actually true!?"

Several people's faces trembled, and they suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood; they couldn't even activate their abilities, shaking like chaff in fear.

"You... who exactly are you!"

Su Ming did not answer, saying indifferently.

"Helping the tyrant to do evil, torturing the innocent."

"Should be killed!"

Subsequently, he gripped the Frost-Flame Death Mark broken sword in his hand and rushed out directly.

Hum, hum, hum.

Sword marks trembled wildly, and the three were instantly slashed into broken meat.

In this four-person team, including the one Su Ming killed with the Soul Fire Sword at the beginning, there were a total of three 3rd-turn evolvers and one 4th-turn evolver.

Su Ming gained a small amount of loot.

When leaving, Su Ming saw that the innocent ability users who had been captured alive were freed from mental control.

Since the people of this small team had been killed by him, the effect of their mental control ability naturally could not be maintained.

The corpses in the back also turned into zombies, roaring bloodthirstily.

Su Ming attacked with two or three swords, easily killing all the mutated zombies.

This invincible posture shocked the entire scene.

They looked at Su Ming in shock and thanked him respectfully.

"Th-thank you!"

They said in a trembling voice.

Being caught by the leader of the Curse Slaughter Base, what kind of life-worse-than-death torture they would suffer, all the surrounding ability users knew very well.

This was simply a nightmare.

Fortunately, Su Ming helped them.

They took out the most precious trading item in the apocalypse—cigarettes—wanting to thank Su Ming.

"Please accept this..."

People said gratefully.

But when they looked up, Su Ming had already disappeared.

"Truly a divine dragon that sees its head but not its tail!"