Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 824

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Ling Yanyan dodged the dense barrage of arrows with a swift movement, each one narrowly missing him.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A metallic clang rang out as Ling Yanyan severed the incoming arrow with a single sword strike.

"Who?! Show yourself!" Ling Yanyan roared.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" A figure suddenly appeared in front of Ling Yanyan.

This man was dressed in animal skin clothing, with a sword at his waist. He was tall and muscular.

"A seventh-level martial artist!" Upon seeing who it was, Ling Yanyan's pupils constricted sharply, and a trace of fear appeared on his face.

The aura of a seventh-level martial artist is extremely powerful.

Ling Yanyan is currently only at the peak of the third rank, and is no match for a seventh-rank martial artist.

"Boy, daring to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​my Ten Thousand Poisons Valley, you really have a death wish," the burly man said with a ferocious grin, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"The Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons?" Ling Yanyan was slightly taken aback. It turned out that he had accidentally entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.

"Hehe... So you're a disciple of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons. I unintentionally entered this forbidden area. I hope you'll let me go," Ling Yanyan hurriedly said with a smile.

Ling Yanyan's attitude changed too quickly. If it were someone else, they would probably be dumbfounded, or even scared half to death.

"Haha! Kid, scared now? Let me tell you, you're dead today!" The burly man laughed arrogantly, completely disregarding Ling Yanyan.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyan was instantly enraged and roared, "You stinking bear! Do you think you can bully me just because I'm only at the peak of the third rank? Believe me or not, I'll beat you to a pulp."

Upon hearing this, the burly man nearly vomited blood; how dare this brat insult him!

"Roar!"

Enraged, the burly man swung his fist and slammed it at Ling Yanyan.

"Snapped!"

Ling Yanyan slapped him hard across the burly man's cheek, the blow stinging painfully.

"You brat! You're asking for death!" the burly man roared, unleashing a fierce aura as he pounced on Ling Yanyan.

In an instant, the two engaged in fierce combat, with the sounds of intense collisions ringing out incessantly. The scene was extremely chaotic, with bursts of violent power raging in all directions.

"Pfft!"

After a fierce battle, Ling Yan Yan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered backward, his face turned deathly pale, and his body began to tremble.

"The gap between a peak third-tier martial artist and a seventh-tier martial artist is too great. I am no match for them at all." A sense of powerlessness rose in Ling Yanyan's heart.

This huge gap left him helpless.

"Hmph! You dare to hit me? Take this!" Ling Yanyan said coldly, then rushed forward.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two fought fiercely, with Ling Yanyan relying on the "Ninefold Shadow" technique and her powerful physique to directly confront the burly man.

"You little bastard, I'll tear your mouth apart!" the burly man roared angrily, his fists raining down like raindrops.

Ling Yanyan was not to be outdone, and threw a punch as well, clashing head-on with the burly man. The powerful force made his arms ache, and he staggered back a few steps.

Ling Yanyan's face was somewhat pale, and there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"A peak third-tier cultivator possesses such a terrifying physical body; it seems this skeleton was indeed extraordinary in life," Ling Yanyan muttered to himself, his face filled with shock.

Ling Yanyan didn't know the origin of the skeleton, nor how to rescue it, so he could only swallow his anger.

Of course, he wouldn't just sit idly by and wait for his fate; he was looking for an opportunity.

If it really doesn't work out, then leave first.

In the midst of the fierce battle, Ling Yanyan suddenly grabbed the burly man's right arm, then slammed his right knee into the man's abdomen, and kicked him away.

"Pfft!" The burly man spat out a mouthful of blood and fell more than ten feet away.

"Although this skeleton is not as strong as a fifth-level martial apprentice, it should not be underestimated. However, its attack power is too weak, far inferior to my Spirit Serpent Sword Technique. There's no need to be afraid; it can't do anything to me," Ling Yanyan thought to himself.

"You brat! Die!"

Just as Ling Yan Yan relaxed, the burly man immediately stood up, his face full of ferocity, and raised his sword to slash.

"Damn it! You still want to ambush me?" Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly dodged.

However, the burly man seized the opportunity to rush forward, his long sword carrying terrifying force as he slashed towards Ling Yanyan's neck.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan hastily defended himself and was forced back several meters.

"puff!"

The burly man pressed his advantage, charging forward with a long sword and slashing down fiercely at Ling Yanyan with incredible speed, making it difficult for Ling Yanyan to dodge.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath, stomping his legs against the ground and tilting his body to narrowly avoid the attack.

Ling Yanyan slid along the ground with his back touching the ground, looking extremely disheveled.

"Kid, you can't escape now. Just accept your fate and die." The burly man grinned menacingly.

Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth, his anger raging, and said fiercely, "If you're so capable, don't try any tricks. Let's have a head-on duel. If you win, I'll go with you."

"What did you say?" The burly man was taken aback, clearly not understanding the meaning of Ling Yanyan's words.

"I'll fight you head-on. If you beat me, I'll go with you; otherwise, I'll leave immediately!" Ling Yanyan shouted coldly, his eyes flashing with determination and confidence.

"You brat, you think you can beat me? Haha!" The burly man couldn't help but burst into laughter, his face full of disdain.

“We are at the same level, so you don’t need to doubt my words. If you don’t dare, then forget it,” Ling Yanyan said coldly.

The burly man shook his head and sneered, "You're too naive, kid. I don't want to cause trouble."

"In that case, let's call it a day." Ling Yanyan waved his hand.

"Stop?" The burly man glared at Ling Yanyan and roared, "You brat, you dare to play me? You're asking for death!"

Ling Yanyan smiled calmly and said, "We don't know each other, so why should I duel with you? Do whatever you want."

"You brat, are you tired of living?" the burly man roared.

Ling Yanyan pursed his lips and said lazily, "Do whatever you want."

Ling Yanyan was ready for battle; he had already seen a glimmer of hope for escape.

"Boy, I'm going to skin you alive today!" the burly man said with a grim face, his whole body exuding a chilling murderous aura.

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly man attacked, brandishing his long sword and slashing down.

Ling Yanyan, wielding the Spirit Serpent Sword, swiftly charged forward, unleashing the "Ninefold Shadow" technique. His speed was incredibly fast, and he vanished from the burly man's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Kid, don't think you can defeat me just because you're fast!" the burly man said coldly, flipping his wrist and injecting a powerful surge of Yuan energy into his longsword.

The burly man was a six-star early-stage alchemist, with strength reaching the level of a six-star acquired warrior. He was powerful and had also comprehended advanced soul power, making him even stronger.