C567 The Mutated Corpse Clan Golden Corpse Technique!

Zhang Xing pursued the zombie relentlessly, hammer swinging down in rapid succession.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His arms and legs were battered until only a thin layer of skin held them together, threatening to detach at any moment.

The zombie's head, once shuttle-shaped, was now flattened like an iron disc.

With a heavy thud, the zombie tumbled back into the large pit it had emerged from