At this moment, Hu Xiaodong's emotions were complex. He hadn't ruled out the possibility of dying, but this way of dying was truly...
I guess I'm probably the first person in the world to be stabbed to death by a zombie wielding a sword.
Upon thinking of this, Hu Xiaodong was overcome with frustration.
But the current situation left him no room for thought; the bell of death drew closer.
"Ugh!" With a sound as if venting, Huo Yuankai let out a strange howl from his throat.
Hu Xiaodong was slightly taken aback. For a moment, he felt the sound by his ear seemed somewhat familiar.
But before he could think further, a louder noise followed immediately: "Huo Yuankai, you ****! What the hell are you trying to do!!"
"Clang!"
The Tang Blade clashed against the Scythe. At the critical moment when the blade's tip was about to hit Hu Xiaodong's key point, Wei Dazhuang charged forward with all his might to block the fatal blow at the brink of life and death.
