Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

The five legions once again joined forces. In less than a minute, the hundreds of survivors and zombies that rushed up in the first batch had all been slaughtered!

Their display slowly moved toward the outside, fighting, and continuing.

The smile on Gong Jiucheng's face stopped, and his breathing suddenly rushed...The original jealous face was full of horror.

How come this group of people are so strong?

Those who rushed up just now were all his personal soldiers! There are no ordinary people! Either one-star and two-star zombie soldiers, or one-star and two-star awakeners...

Such an elite existence, in less than a minute, is it all cold?

And their offense... seemed unusually weak.

Even if the sword in your hand hits the enemy, even if the bullet shot hits the enemy's vital position... at most, only a white mark can be left!

What kind of steel army is this!

"Offense! Attack me! No escape! Take a step back and cut!"

Gong Jiucheng screamed as hard as he could. He tried to maintain the messy military spirit, but his body retreated madly unnaturally...

His idea is simple, let this gang of cannon fodder go up and die, and grind to death the army under Fang Fan! But he can't make any mistakes!

He is the superior vice president of the Fengyun Association, and he has a bright future...

When Fang Fan these people were crushed to death, he came to harvest the battlefield again.

Gong Jiucheng thought that there were still 20,000 troops, even if it was crushed with a corpse, he could crush this group of Wang Ba Lao!

It's just that his plan is destined to fail.

The battle is still going on, Fang Fan’s army has no intention of retreating, and his 20,000 troops have already suffered more than 5,000 casualties...

Thousands of remaining survivors strayed away as birds and animals scattered!

Thousands of zombies remain struggling to support them, attacking one after another!

But his army of zombies is also falling at a rate of hundreds per minute...

The bone dragon hovering in the sky began to spew out the breath of the dragon.

The bone dragon knight riding on the bone dragon is holding a war knife and charging away, taking away a dozen zombies...

And the demons flying all over the sky, their sharp minions destroy their final will!

Laser bullets fired from all directions... often can directly penetrate the bodies of ten zombies.

The silver-armored warrior holding the big sword, wherever he went, wreckage!

"I...I'm the vice president of the Fengyun Club! Let me go! Yongcheng...Yongcheng, I will pay you back!"

Gong Jiucheng panicked, but also persuaded, he was afraid of death, afraid of death.

"Are you admitting it now? Tsk...it seems a bit late!"

"I am not used to giving my enemies a chance to survive."

The corners of Fang Fan's mouth raised, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"I...I have a baby! I have a card! I have a rare card! I have a lot of magic crystals... Let me go! These are all yours!"

Gong Jiucheng watched as the army of zombies around him became fewer and fewer, from the original thousands... to hundreds, to dozens...

Seeing that one round of fire can kill him...

"kill!"

Fang Fan's voice was like a ghost's low roar, making the smell of blood in the air more intense...

"Kill you, the cards are mine, and the magic crystals are mine."

"Don't you seem stupid to use my things to bribe me?"

Fang Fan snorted and shrugged fearlessly.

For him, this killing was an episode and harmless.