บท 732: Soul Repressing Tower

"Go back!" Wang Yao reached out with an air-piercing fist. Bang! The zombie flew up and hit hard against the wall. Its armor rubbed on the wall, making a loud sound.

A kung fu master!? The two old Taoists glanced at each other.

"What is it?" Wang Yao asked as he looked at the zombie.

"The walking dead, a zombie," one of the old Taoists said.

"Wow, it opened my eyes today," Wang Yao said.

He wasn't afraid of the zombies. After he had hit one, he found it wasn't too hard to beat a zombie, so it was no threat to him.

"How do we kill it?" Wang Yao asked.

"Stab its heart with the demon subdue sword," Zhang Siheng said. "However, this zombie has a human shape and is very strong. I'm not sure if the sword can kill it."

The invisible ghosts were less threatening. On the other hand, the human-shaped zombies were hard to conquer, even with the demon subdue sword.

"Do you need me to immobilize it?" Wang Yao asked.