"Everyone, fight for your lives!"
The Flowing Corpses, which were initially disrupted, started to surround the group of ten.
Although the laser swords were fierce, the Flowing Corpses had tough skin, blocking the laser swords with their bodies, forcibly depleting their spiritual power.
There were already tens of thousands of Flowing Corpses, including dozens of elite ones and a Flowing Corpses Commander on horseback.
If they were truly surrounded, only death awaited them.
Everyone unleashed their abilities!
Yang Zhu was continuously throwing high-grade Talismans. As one array plate was broken, another would appear, showcasing their wealth.
Even as they fought, covered in blood, they noticed that the more they killed, the more Flowing Corpses appeared, increasing the pressure.
Turning his head, Yang Zhushuang almost blew his top!
He saw that the soldiers on the opposite city wall, seeing the Flowing Corpses cease their assault, had stopped attacking and just watched them...
