"Fang Zong, you bastard, once we get out of here, let's fight three hundred rounds!" The Cold Iron Zombie spat out foul-smelling black blood, still grumbling.
Fang Zong was relieved.
What he feared most was that the Cold Iron Zombie would immediately attack.
Collapse the tunnel; that would be digging your own grave!
I'm satisfied now. The other party has a strong will to survive; there's no need to dig again...
It was already evening outside.
Fang Zong had arranged for Yang Yuying to remove the people; some things are better left unknown to the fewest people.
Outside, there was only Xu Ba panting heavily, Bai Su healing Xu Ba's wounds, and You Mingfeng, who had drawn his long sword and was preparing to dismember the Cold Iron Zombie.
Fang Zong, carrying the Cold Iron Zombie, sensed the remaining strength of the opponent, but sighed, "Why don't you all go far away first?"
"You really want to fight him one-on-one?" Youmingfeng was surprised, his eyes full of admiration as he looked at Fang Zong.
No wonder Fang Zong was able to cut his sword in half; Fang Zong is the real swordsman!
Even he never thought of fighting the Cold Iron Zombie one-on-one.
"What happens next is not suitable for children." Fang Zong rolled his eyes.
Youmingfeng nodded decisively, praising Fang Zong's 'noble character' and giving him a thumbs up. He then led Bai Su and Xu Ba away to a safe distance.
The Cold Iron Zombie watched them walk away, chuckled, and then, facing Fang Zong, suddenly clenched its teeth and howled to the sky!
"war!"
He seemed to have been aroused, sharp teeth protruding from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body suddenly surged!
He was originally a short man of 1.45 meters, but suddenly grew into a giant of eight feet tall, with bulging muscles that were as hard as cold iron and radiated a cold silver light.
Then he turned and ran away.
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