There were seven or eight zombies.
Died on the spot!
Dodging a zombie that lunged to bite him, Fan Wu felt that the zombie's sharp teeth and claws couldn't penetrate his skin defense.
But some mindless zombies attacked places that were truly indescribable.
Against those special spots, you still had to dodge a bit.
Fan Wu grabbed a zombie by the head with one hand.
His palm surged with Power instantly.
The zombie's head, as tough as bronze and iron, immediately caved in, and his hand blazed like a branding iron, sending a large amount of Yin Energy steaming from the zombie's skull.
Causing it to howl repeatedly in agony.
The City God's Command stabbed obliquely into the zombie's chin, piercing right through the back of its head.
The ghastly scream emanating from the zombie's throat.
Came to an abrupt stop within a moment.
They were one terrifying zombie after another, yet in front of Fan Wu, they were like a cluster of children.
