At the same time, he held the Desolate Pole and smashed it down.
With his cultivation base and refinement level, wielding the Desolate Pole against the enemy was indeed too laborious; it was more convenient to hold it in hand.
"Boom!"
This strike once again landed solidly on the body, releasing strange force from within the Desolate Pole, causing Song Kewang's body to tremble greatly, his mouth opening wide.
Fang Zheng's eyes moved, swiftly reaching for the pistol at his waist, placing the barrel into the opponent's mouth, and fiercely pulling the trigger.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
The remaining bullets were fully discharged.
Brain matter splattered.
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On the long street, pedestrians were sparse, a scene of desolation.
Vast Gu'an County.
After months of turmoil, now it seemed like a deserted city, with deathly silence everywhere, only overgrown with weeds.
"Unexpectedly..."
Households Commander Ming, riding on horseback, shook his head and sighed lightly:
