The third wave of attacks arrived in an instant.
Without giving Zhao Bai any time to catch his breath, more zombies surged in like a tide. Zhao Bai gripped two katanas in both hands, flames and frost flowing through their blades.
This was not an endless wasteland.
Changkong City, which had gradually begun recovering from its destruction, had nearly a million permanent residents.
Though Zhao Bai was furious, his mind remained exceptionally clear.
Here, he could not unleash the full power of his weapons.
Frozen Hell Ice Sky slashed down. The scythe shattered, and the zombie's tough body was split in two in an instant. Before its blood could even spatter, it directly turned into a vast spray-shaped mass of ice.
Blood Sakura Annihilation radiated intense firelight as it slashed and burned. Even its blade light was a scorching crimson. The zombies it cut immediately turned charred black, giving off a thick burnt stench.
What fast swordsmanship!
The surging zombies were like a raging river, with tens of thousands of tons of water rushing past every second. Zhao Bai was like someone trying to block that river with swords, so small, so overestimating himself.
This kind of foolhardy spirit was truly astonishing.
But even more astonishing was that he had actually done it.
Not only had he held them back, he was also swinging his long blades and advancing upstream, step by step. His two hands seemed to have become one with his swords. Anything that tried to charge at him was completely erased by his blades.
Mei seemed to see a shooting star.
Zhao Bai suddenly felt his blood boil, and he could not help shouting.
"Ora ora ora ora ora—!"
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