Leaping Down

More black-clothed creatures swarmed in from outside the combat arts hall, charging crazily toward Fang Heng.

Bang! Bang, bang! !

Fang Heng punched the incoming black-clothed creature and sent it flying. His body was also slashed by the dagger, and with the fast healing ability of the skill Undead, he quickly recovered.

However, he couldn't withstand the pain!

Fang Heng's forehead was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and he quickly made a judgment in his heart.

Things were troublesome.

The black-clothed creatures weren't like normal humans. Hitting their bodies was similar to hitting a metal door.

It seemed that his fists couldn't kill them.

Though they wouldn't pose a threat to him for the time being, things could not go on like that. Fang Heng could already feel that his physical strength had begun to decline.

The group of black-clothed creatures was obviously coming for him.