Zhang Yiming pulled out a dagger from somewhere; the sharp dagger emitted a faint yellow light.
This dagger has been enhanced many times by Bai Yifan and was a gift from the Bai family.
The dagger spun nimbly in Zhang Yiming's hand, slowly piercing towards the temple of the zombie king.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming has lived a life of luxury in the apocalypse for so many years that destroying the base is just a matter of a thought for him.
Problems that can be solved with brainwaves are ones that Zombie King Zhang Yiming disdains to solve.
Therefore, the Zombie King Zhang Yiming's skills were clearly not as agile as Zhang Yiming's.
Zhang Yiming calmly moved through the black flames, the dagger in his hand seemingly an extension of his body, agile and sharp.
Each had its own advantages, and for a time, no one could be determined to be superior.
Centered on them, the land within a radius of several miles turned into scorched earth, and some small animals were turned to ashes before they could escape.
The black, scorched earth, tinged with a hint of malevolence, appeared even more eerie under the moonlight.
Red flames and black flames each occupied half the sky, dimming the moon by a third.
for a long time.
The red flames and the black flames disappeared at the same time.
Under the dim moonlight.
Zhang Yiming wore a gentle smile, his slender fingers gripping a dagger, the tip of which was pressed against the temple of the Zombie King, Zhang Yiming.
The tip of the dagger pierced a few millimeters into the temple.
Drops of black blood slowly flowed down the tip of the dagger.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly. "You win."
Unwilling to accept it.
He left this world before he could even catch a few more glimpses of the figure he had always longed to see.
No, not yet.
Instead of plunging the dagger into the temple of the zombie king, Zhang Yiming, he moved it away.
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