I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

Yang Hao was extremely helpless, seeing that after killing thirty more zombies, it was completely torn apart.

"Crack!"

With a sound, the four-meter spear turned into two pieces, and flew out with the three zombies.

No one could have imagined that he even discounted the long gun.

The survivors on the second floor of the cafeteria, the survivors of the female teachers' dormitory, looked stunned.

How much strength can you discount the iron gun?

"Broken! Yang Hao is in danger!"

"My God, will he die!"

"How could this be! Zombies' bodies are too hard, right?"

With exclamations, they are all taking care of Yang Hao.

"Master, be careful!"

Fang Qingqing's voice inexplicably reached Yang Hao's ears again.

"Shit! Let you be a hero, let you pretend, you deserve it! We can almost rush out now!"

Luo Huantian jumped up with pleasure on his face and shouted loudly.

"Hahaha, if you dare to hit me, Chu Xiang, you will die in the pile of zombies! I am so happy!"

Chu Xiang jumped three feet high and shouted excitedly.

The gestures of the two attracted the angry eyes of many students.

Rubbish, especially annoying!

On the contrary, it was Liu Wei and the three who saw Yang Hao fighting with blood and felt that he was strong and would never die.

He looked solemnly, without saying a word.

But there is already an idea in mind and a change needs to be made.

Standing in the hall on the first floor, Gu Qingyi was still out of breath when he saw Yang Hao's spear breaking, his eyes suddenly widened.

Here's to trouble!

Can't wait to push the door and go out, the delicate body, like a female tyrannosaurus, rushes towards Yang Hao.

While running, he saw a titanium-chromium alloy knife in his hand.

The thick blade gives a strong sense of oppression and heaviness.

The running body slowly stopped, and there was no need to continue forward.

"My primary marksmanship has reached the peak, now it's time to watch the fighting swordsmanship! Kill!"

Yang Hao ignored everything, with black liquid flowing from his granite-like muscles, his eyes extremely bright, and he roared furiously.

The sharp blade and the extremely fast speed, you can see the heads of zombies who are not afraid of death, all rushing to the sky, a puff of black liquid, soaring into the sky.

Yang Hao flashed past, and the hideous and evil head behind him landed on the ground along with many liquids.

Seeing a flash of knife light flashing, the figure is like a bolt of lightning, shuttling through the zombies.

Kill faster and more fiercely.

I heard voices outside, smelled the smell of living people, and there were more than [-] zombies gathered from all directions.

But after half an hour, they all became headless corpses, lying on the ground, unable to move.

There were countless zombies in the distance, but they didn't hear or smell, they just wandered.

Right now, Yang Hao felt that all the explosive power gathered in his body gradually disappeared and returned to normal.

Seeing that there were no living zombies, he swept in a circle, where Yang Hao's eyes looked, where his spiritual power fell, and countless attribute light spheres turned into a rain of light and gathered towards him.

Focusing on the panel, watching the various values ​​desperately increase.

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Chapter 30 Shall we form a team?

"Yang Hao: The windrunner, the strength is over a thousand jins.

Power: 1509

Speed: 199.1

Spirit: 706.8

Red envelope +2, bronze treasure chest +4! "

When the final value was frozen, Yang Hao clicked his eyes and felt something was wrong.

It is said that more than [-] zombies have been killed, and at least a thousand strengths have been increased. In fact, it has only increased by less than [-] points.

When he saw the increased value, he cried, most of them were only below 0.3!

Looking at the speed, it is very poor, almost no increase, only two or three increase by 0.1.