This Flying Heavenly Zombie King is extremely formidable, Yang Fei's Geng Metal Sword cannot pierce it.
Master Huang's Vajra Fist could only knock the monster into a somersault, and then it swiftly lunged forward again like lightning.
The shamaness, protected by two Flying Zombies, had a ferocious expression, and her hand held a soul-summoning bell that jingled incessantly.
Yang Fei knew that unless the shamaness was killed, these two Flying Zombies would remain a difficult problem.
He let out a long howl, dodged the Flying Zombie's attack, and his Geng Metal Sword transformed into a golden sword beam that shot toward the shamaness.
The shamaness chuckled coldly.
"A mere glimmer dares to shine, during the era when my Yanfu Sect dominated the world, you were still playing house, weren't you?"
Before her, a small shield suddenly appeared, engraved with a terrifying image of a grimacing ghost.
The ghost-faced shield expanded with the wind, instantly protecting the shamaness.
