Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 1266 Be Close At Hand

Chapter 1266 Be Close At Hand

At this time, Qin An was actually a little dizzy. He didn't know what had happened.

How did he get into someone else's body?

Turning her head to the podium, she saw Qi Lu pulling her arm in the back row. She looked as if she had not woken up yet.

Damn it, why is there such a strange thing?

"Hahaha, little girl, you're quite nimble. Are you going to resist? Great, then let me play with you!"

The muscular slave gladiator rushed forward.

Qin An had no time to think about anything else. He ignored the sound in his mind and dodged the attack of the slave gladiator. Then, he reached out and grabbed the axe of the slave gladiator. He grabbed the axe and cut off his head!

The spectators outside the arena were still shouting and shouting. They hadn't noticed Yin Shiyao's change at all. Their gazes were all focused on the gladiators who had pushed the woman to the ground and played with her.

After killing his opponent, Qin An quickly took off his clothes and tore them off his body, blocking his chest from going naked.

When he moved, he accidentally touched the tender white chest and flesh. He felt his entire body tremble, feeling extremely strange.

Qin An didn't understand why he was able to travel, so he didn't think about it.

What he should do now is to ensure the safety of this woman.

I don't know why Qin An just doesn't want to see this woman get hurt, but now there is a reason. Because women are obviously acquainted with him, then he can get to know him more through her.

Why is Qi Lu treated as a guest in this strange city, while this woman becomes a slave? It could only mean that the two of them didn't know each other. It was strange that they knew each other.

How can we ensure the safety of women? In this round arena, there was a wall, and the spectators were all sitting on the stands outside. It was actually very simple to let a woman not get hurt in the wall, and that was to eliminate all the dangers in the wall!

Those robust male slave gladiators were no longer human beings. They were a group of demons that had been dazed by slaughter and violence.

Qin An's subconscious was a Holy Virgin bitch, and now that she lost her memories, she didn't want to.

As a result, he planned to save the beauty with a hero, and he held the axe hilt with one hand and began to kill.

Some people in the stands finally noticed the female slaves who were running around and killing the slave gladiators and cried out in alarm.

"Heavens! Look, that female slave is so powerful. She's killing a gladiator!"

"That's right! Why is he so strong? He can actually cut off his head in a flash?"

"Obedient, you're so fast! Two more were hacked to death!"

At this moment, Li Shulan and the others on the rostrum finally noticed the accident on the stage and were all dumbfounded.

What happened?

Li Shulan frowned and looked for a while. She waved her hand to the side and said,

"Show me the information about this female slave."

The man in charge immediately ran to Li Shulan and sent Yin Shiyao's resume.

Li Shulan flipped through it a few times. It was ordinary. She had been a slave in Shulan City for seven years and was sent to the arena because the Patriarch had died.

I didn't expect this woman to be a martial artist.

Li Shulan could only think of this at this time, because she could not think of any other answer.

Although there were many strange things in the apocalypse, there were still a few powerful abilities like Qin An. At least, Li Shulan had never seen them before.

In the arena,

Qin An seemed to have found himself in the slaughter. He had already understood this point after killing more than a dozen gladiators with his axe.

He was very suitable for killing people. He could easily hit the other party's vital points.

Why is this happening? Could it be that his previous occupation was an assassin?

Qin An, who had temporarily lost his memory, naturally did not expect that he was a more terrifying existence than an assassin.

From the apocalypse until now, the zombies and exotic beasts killed by Qin An could no longer be counted, and there were probably thousands of people who died in Qin An's hands.

It had to be said that Qin An would hesitate and hesitate repeatedly when killing people. He was not a straightforward person, otherwise, he would have killed more people.

Finally, Qin An's actions attracted the attention of the gladiators. They gave up the woman in their hands and surrounded Qin An.

At this time, Qin An had already killed more than 30 gladiators.

How could these empty muscles be Qin An's opponent?

Not only did Qin An know how to kill, he also knew a lot of killing moves.

Just like Li Shulan had guessed, Qin An had learned many melee fighting techniques during his many years of soul transmigration. He really knew how to fight.

With the Body Protection Spirit's enhanced state, even if there were no other abilities, it was still strong. At least when facing these so-called gladiators, Qin An wanted to kill as easily as taking things from his pocket.

After the slaughter started, Qin An's eyes turned red. The smell of flesh and blood made him a little excited.

A gladiator rushed towards him. Qin An dodged the attack and waved the machete he had just picked up with his left hand, cutting off his leg.

The gladiator's enormous body collapsed. Qin An waved his right hand and the axe directly slashed down on his neck, cutting off his head.

He was already dead, but Qin An still didn't let him go. After his body fell to the ground, the blade force in his left hand slashed down on Mount Hua. A powerful force actually disconnected the gladiator from his chest. The blood in his body jumped out under the pressure of the human body and scattered everywhere. His heart, spleen, and other organs were all ruptured, and as his body fell to the ground, it bounced out, causing people to feel extremely shocked.

Two more gladiators came over. Qin An dodged their attacks and killed them one by one.

It seemed like Qin An's strength had far surpassed that of an ordinary gladiator, because even the muscular arms of a gladiator could not be easily dismembered like Qin An.

On the grandstand, the audience was originally shouting excitedly. They saw a female slave suddenly go berserk. Her graceful body seemed to contain infinite power. The strong foot warriors had actually died in front of her in less than a face-to-face meeting. How could this not be surprising and exciting?

Gradually, however, the shouts faded away, and the faces of the crowd turned pale, for things seemed to have gone out of control.

There were now more than forty gladiators killed, and they had finally turned into corpses that were piled up together.

The graceful figure did not leave the pile of corpses, but circled around them.

Most of the time, she used the axe in her left hand to attack the new enemies, but the large-sized chop in her right hand never stopped. She continuously chopped down the corpses with one knife and one knife. Her movements were very fast. Not long after, more than forty corpses were chopped up. After the blood flowed into the river, there was not a single intact body left.

However, her graceful figure had no intention of stopping. At this time, more than 50 gladiators had already been killed, but the pile of corpses did not grow much, because the previous corpses had already been chopped up by her.

Gradually, the spectator stands in the arena became quieter. It was originally sunny, but everyone felt a little cold, as if there was a cold wind blowing on their backs…

In fact, Qin An did not know why he did this. He was completely spontaneous.

He always felt very depressed, as if blood and minced meat could ease his mood.

That was why he killed people while dissecting the corpses, making the smell of the blood even more intense, turning the bright red pieces of meat into minced foam in the end.

During the slaughter, Qin An felt his blood boil, as if his mind had cleared up a lot.

He knew that this was not because his mind was really clear, but because his mental state had entered a state of excitement, as if he had gone berserk!

Kill him, no matter how many he is, this group of people should die anyway!

In Qin An's subconscious cognition, this was his right and wrong judgment.

At this time, Yin Shiya's soul was trapped in her mental world, but she could also feel what was happening outside.

This kind of feeling was not to see, but to feel. It was as if Qin An's current visual perception was connected to Yin Shiyao, so she knew the situation outside.

Yin Shiyao was also a little stupid, because not only could she feel the outside world, she could also feel Qin An's mood.

Suddenly, Yin Shiyao remembered the past and the experience when she pretended to be Wang Fang and Qin An.

After that, another avatar faked his death, and Qin An seemed to be furious.

That time, after killing the jumping zombie, he seemed to have cut it into pieces and chopped it into meat paste. At that time, his state of mind should be very similar to what it is now, right?

Ah, what an irritable man!

Yin Shiyao thought this, but her mood became more relaxed.

Is Qin An finally here? Was it also Qin An's ability to occupy her body and temporarily strengthen her body's body technique?

Then Qin An's main body…

Actually, Yin Shiyao had just followed Qin An's gaze and saw Qin An sitting on the rostrum. She just didn't know who the woman sitting next to Qin An was. …

Apart from Qin An, everyone else had mixed feelings, including City Lord Li Shulan, Cult King Tian Qiguang, Qi Lu, who was sitting beside Qin An, and Cui Azha.

Their faces turned very pale. They had seen a tyrannical person, but they had never seen such a tyrannical scene before!

One-third of the ground in the arena was dyed red with blood.

The blood flowed out from the pile of shattered corpses, then surged everywhere, splitting into many branches. Looking down from above, the arena was like a blooming blood-colored chrysanthemum!

Finally, less than twenty gladiators had died. The female slaves in the arena were first glad, and then frightened by the woman whose entire body was stained with blood. They all retreated and leaned against the fence, forming a pile.

In the stands a few meters away from them, a sweet female voice suddenly sounded. It was very soft, and only the other woman beside her could hear it.

"Mom, that avatar mother seems to be crazy. Should we do something?"