C430 Close Combat

"Clang!" The sword in Ning Xuefei's hand snapped into two pieces, but the head of the Black Armor Zombie did not even leave a scratch.

"Hehe... Misunderstanding..."

Ning Xuefei looked at the broken sword in his hand, then looked at the head of the Black Armor Zombie that was completely unharmed. He laughed awkwardly.

The Black Armor Zombie did not care if it was a misunderstanding