North Fourth Ring Road, a main thoroughfare.
Massive numbers of zombies are gathering everywhere.
But each attack by the Dawn Society was accompanied by the fall of large numbers of zombies.
"Tanks, hold the line! The front line must not fall! If you're not strong enough, don't push yourself. Let the second team take over. If your front line falls, there will be a gap."
"The zombies will break in, remember... our First Legion is the best! Kill these stupid zombies!" Fang Ping encouraged.
"Mages and warriors, go all out! Don't worry about attrition, we have substitutes later, what are you cowering for? Let's fucking wipe them out! Watch out for the healers, huh? Holy crap!"
Wu Yanfeng hadn't finished speaking.
Three giant arms appeared in the horde of zombies.
With a loud bang!
Under the alliance.
It knocked down the tanks in front of it.
As he was about to charge into the enemy lines, Wu Yanfeng's eyes sharpened.
With arms outstretched, three ice arrows shot through the air.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The giant arm was pierced through the head.
Even after they fell to the ground and died, the zombies did not break their formation.
The team members readjusted their formation and unleashed a barrage of attacks on the zombies.
Wu Yanfeng breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, there are only three."
"Old Wu, your Second Legion isn't doing so well. You almost had your formation broken several times. Do you want our First Legion to come and help you?" Fang Ping teased.
"Get the hell out of here! I don't need it. Mind your own business. So what if it's a giant arm? I can kill as many as come! Let alone giant arms, even the Iron Hand that the guild leader encountered last time... I could kill it instantly." Wu Yanfeng snorted.
"Oh ho? You're just bragging without thinking? Do you really think Iron Hand is some kind of common guy? You'll need to work harder to kill Iron Hand."
Before Fang Ping could finish speaking...
A terrifying roar came from the street directly opposite.
It was accompanied by a strange metallic scraping sound, the sound of the Iron Hand zombies arriving.
Not one, but four.
Each one is a full three meters tall, with an enormous metal arm on its right hand.
Its entire body is bronze in color, giving it a very imposing presence.
"Haha! Here it comes, Lao Wu, hurry up and finish him off! The time to prove yourself has come!"
"Watch closely!"
Fang Ping deliberately provoked them.
Wu Yanfeng opened his arms, and the ice arrows gathered again.
A full twelve ice arrows shot through the air, heading straight for Iron Hand's head.
However.
An embarrassing thing happened.
Iron Hand didn't even try to dodge.
He let the ice arrows fall on his head, and with a few soft thuds, they were all shattered.
It turned into ice shards and dissipated in the air.
"Holy crap! Is this guy made of iron? My ice arrow didn't even break the skin!" Wu Yanfeng exclaimed in surprise.
"Hahaha! They didn't even try to dodge, what a disgrace."
"Get the hell out of here! Come on, you try!"
"I'll do it, I'll do it..."
Fang Ping was about to go on stage.
But Zhang Hao, who was overseeing things from behind, stopped him: "Your strength has increased a lot, but Iron Hand is still struggling too much. There's no need to take risks. Little Red Lotus... I'll leave it to you."
"Hehe, I'm going then."
Honglian smiled sweetly.
With a flick of his index finger, the blood vessels of the zombies on the ground burst open.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
Black blood continued to coagulate.
It transformed into countless black scythes, heading straight for Iron Hand's head.
Iron Hands clearly had four hands, but they were surrounded by scythes and unable to break free.
"Roar! Roar!"
One of them was an iron hand.
It let out a loud roar, and the copper skin on its body gradually turned black.
It seemed to have turned into sheet metal, its aura even more violent than before, and it actually broke through the scythe's encirclement.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Iron Hands moved with lightning speed.
They charged toward the Dawn Society members.
If the formation is broken this time, the Dawn Society will suffer heavy losses.
A moment that seems like a crisis.
Zhang Hao remained calm, showing no intention of making a move.
"Stop right there!"
Suddenly.
The red lotus was grasped in the void.
With a cold snort, he actually immobilized Iron Hand in place.
But it wasn't over yet. Suddenly, Honglian exerted force with her five fingers, and the blood vessels all over Tieshou's body burst open.
If it were a human...
They couldn't have died any longer.
But Iron Hand is a zombie, and his body was already necrotic.
This actually freed it from its restraints, and it reacted with excitement and sarcasm: "Foolish humans..."
However.
The next second, it couldn't speak.
The surrounding dark blood surged and transformed into a giant hand.
He actually grasped the three-meter-long iron hand in his palm and then exerted force suddenly.
With a soft "pfft!"
Iron Hand was instantly crushed into a lump of flesh.
His head and body were completely shattered; he was as dead as could be.
The other three iron hands were terrified when they saw this.
I fucking swear!
What kind of freakish human is this?
They killed their own kind, who were even stronger than them, remotely?!
Without any hesitation, the three iron hands turned and fled.
However, Honglian waved her hand and casually crushed him into a ball, a scene that was extremely cruel and shocking.
"My God! That's amazing!" Wu Yanfeng exclaimed.
"That's incredible! Iron Hand can crush someone so easily? Is Red Lotus at level three? This is a bit outrageous, isn't it?" Fang Ping was shocked.
"It's not level three, it's level four."
Zhang Hao offered a brief explanation.
As early as last night, they were discussing the plot of anime in bed.
Honglian then advanced to level four, and her strength naturally increased significantly.
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