As soon as the words fell.
Lin Fan brought his five fingers together, his hand striking down like a knife, moving swiftly to directly sever the arm of the Red-skinned Zombie.
Heavily injured, the Red-skinned Zombie staggered back, thick blood gushed from the stump, dripping steadily onto the ground.
One could clearly see in the complex expression of the Red-skinned Zombie a hint of disbelief.
"Does it have the ability for rebirth of severed limbs?"
Lin Fan asked.
Sitting there, Wang Zixuan sighed inwardly, what a pitiful creature, completely reduced to Lin Fan's plaything. In his understanding, the Red-skinned Zombie was indeed powerful, belonging to the top tier among all zombies.
But in front of Lin Fan, it was like an ant.
Wang Zixuan felt a bit helpless, why would there be such a survivor among humans.
He continued watching.
Waiting for the Red-skinned Zombie to become even more miserable.
"Roar..."
