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

Chapter 918

Upon seeing this, the zombie's eyes changed drastically, and it quickly waved its hand to meet the attack.

boom!

The two collided, producing a dull, loud bang.

"Ugh!" Ling Yanyan groaned, as if he had been hit hard in the chest. He flew backward and crashed into the grass more than ten meters away, creating a crater in the ground and splashing up dirt and dead leaves everywhere.

Ling Yan Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale. He felt as if his whole body had fallen apart, and he was in excruciating pain.

At this moment, Ling Yanyan was filled with shock, and his face was full of horror.

"Hiss! That's tough! It actually injured me!" Ling Yanyan gasped, his expression becoming even more serious.

"Roar!" The zombie roared and charged towards Ling Yanyan with its thick limbs. Foul-smelling black blood oozed from between its fangs, making it look extremely terrifying.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth, rolled over and got up, then ran away.

"Whoosh!" The zombie moved with lightning speed, arriving behind Ling Yanyan in an instant. Its sharp claws made a piercing sound as they tore through the air, aiming straight for the back of Ling Yanyan's neck.

"Damn it! I can't dodge it!" Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracted, and his body trembled involuntarily.

The zombies were too fast; Ling Yanyan couldn't react in time.

"Pfft!"

A tearing pain spread throughout Ling Yanyan's body.

"Is it over?" A sense of despair welled up in Ling Yanyan's heart.

He never expected that a dignified fourth-rank high-level zombie would resort to such despicable means as a sneak attack; it was utterly disgusting!

"Hoohoho!"

The zombie roared excitedly, its eyes fierce and bloodthirsty, as if it had spotted a delicious meal.

But the next second, the zombie's expression froze completely.

Ling Yanyan's lips curled into a cold smile as he reached out and grabbed the zombie's claws, then twisted them sharply.

Click!

The crisp sound of bones breaking, accompanied by the shrill screams of zombies, echoed through the dense forest, sending chills down one's spine.

"Awooo!" The zombie struggled frantically, trying to break free from Ling Yanyan's restraints, but Ling Yanyan was prepared and firmly controlled the zombie's claws.

The zombie offensive came to an abrupt halt!

Ling Yanyan grinned, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent, and suddenly kicked out with his right foot.

"Bang!" The zombie's massive body flew out like a cannonball, finally crashing heavily into an ancient tree before coming to a stop with difficulty.

"Ugh!" The zombie let out a painful howl, its dark skin cracked and crimson blood seeping out, flowing onto the ground and turning the surrounding area into a pool of blood.

"Cough!" Ling Yan Yan coughed violently, spitting out another mouthful of blood. His chest heaved violently, and his breath became much weaker.

Ling Yanyan used all his strength in that kick, almost exhausting all his energy.

If it were someone else, they might have already fainted.

However, Ling Yanyan did not let her guard down, because the zombies had amazing regenerative abilities. Even if they suffered a fatal attack, there was a high probability that they would be alive and kicking and continue fighting.

Ling Yanyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his deep eyes fixed on the zombie, without saying a word.

The zombie roared to the sky, its voice shaking the mountains, its eyes filled with anger and hatred as it stared intently at Ling Yanyan.

"Heh! Looks like you haven't faced reality yet!" Ling Yanyan's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Since that's the case, then I'll send you to your grave today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yanyan moved again, as swift and agile as a cheetah, and arrived in front of the zombie in an instant, sweeping out with another whip kick.

The zombie let out a furious roar, its scarlet eyes flashing with a ferocious light.

The zombie crossed its arms to block Ling Yanyan's whip kick, and then pounced forward, pinning Ling Yanyan to the ground.

"Get out of my way!" Ling Yanyan roared, pushing the zombie away with all his might, then took out a silver needle from his pocket and threw it out suddenly.

"laugh!"

The silver needle pierced the zombie's throat, leaving a horrifying bloody hole.

"Roar! Roar!" The zombie clutched its neck, its eyes rolled back, its ferocious face gradually disappeared, and finally it collapsed to the ground with a thud, twitching twice before dying completely.