Dazhuang landed heavily on the ground, like a great roc spreading its wings, sweeping across the space. The moment he touched down, two scythes were simultaneously released. In an instant, cold light flashed, flesh and blood flew, it was truly like the rebirth of the Martial God, fiercely savage!
Hu Xiaodong was already drenched in cold sweat from the opponent's sudden move. In his shock, he could no longer care about anything else and quickly waved to Wu Chao at the bottom of the passage, signaling him to come up and guard the place.
After giving the necessary instructions, Hu Xiaodong didn't dare to hesitate even a little. He got up, took a few sprinting strides, and leapt onto the opposite rooftop with ease.
Under the sunlight, two zombies knelt powerlessly on the ground, while Dazhuang, with a blank expression, pulled a scythe out from one of their skulls. Instantly, blood splashed through the air, creating an extremely gory scene.
