"Sizzle ~" Ice shards flew everywhere.
The normal zombie king's body was hard and not severed into two pieces, but was only knocked away with an icy wound on its chest.
The flying sword did not slow down and continued to slash towards another zombie king.
As for the other two blood corpses, they were already close to the Silver Moon Sect elder.
"Silver Moon Cold Light!"
The elder of the Silver Moon Sect remained calm and shot out two beams of cold light.
The two blood zombies were frozen, and their movements stiffened.
Although blood zombies were not afraid of blades and swords, they were greatly restrained by ice and fire.
Just as the flying sword swas about to fly back to provide support after slashing another corpse king, a giant hand made of black blood appeared out of nowhere and grabbed towards the flying sword.