The scales on the zombie's claws were sharp and emitted a chilling gleam.
Chen Nan summoned the Demon Sword and Fangtian Hua Ji, cutting his finger to smear his fresh blood on the sharp edges, and charged head-on at the War Corpse.
The reason he summoned weapons was not that he didn't dare to fight with Crack Sky Hand, but because the stench of the corpse's blood was too unbearable, and he didn't want to reek from head to toe.
"Roar…"
The War Corpse thrashed its wild hair and exhaled a putrid breath, clawing straight at Chen Nan.
Faced with its boundless corpse might, this human in front of it hadn't fled in terror but instead charged to meet it head-on, enraging the War Corpse even further. It felt its dignity had been trampled, so it shrieked continuously, attacking more fiercely.
"What an idiot, stop your damn shrieking."
Chen Nan moved like lightning, as if a gust of wind swept by, rushing to the War Corpse's side in the blink of an eye.
"Clang..."
