"Jiang Feng, what should we do now?"
Situ Yan asked Jiang Feng, extremely nervous.
She had experience dealing with bad guys, but facing these foul-smelling, rotting zombies, she was at a loss!
"What are you afraid of? They're just walking corpses, at most. Stand still and don't move!"
Jiang Feng said with a faint smile, showing no sign of fear at all!
Indeed, a hundred or so zombies, in truth, are no different from a hundred wooden stakes. Apart from their hideous appearance and intimidating figure, what threat do they pose to him?
I reckon if a Grandmaster Level Martial Artist were here, as long as they could overcome the psychological barrier, they'd handle this situation with ease, right?
Right then, as the horde of zombies charged like wild beasts, Jiang Feng transformed into a ghostly figure, rushing forward, throwing a punch, sweeping through them like a typhoon, knocking a large number down instantly!
