Chapter 667
Chapter 667
The sword's edge collided with the stone, producing a metallic clang and sparks flying.
"Crack!" The stones shattered and fell to the ground.
Ling Yanyan was secretly shocked. The power of those stones had actually reached the level of an early-stage martial artist. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been blown to bits.
"call out!"
At the same time, several cold lights suddenly appeared from the side, attacking Ling Yan Yan with a sharp whooshing sound, and they were very fast.
"Get lost!" Ling Yanyan shouted, flicking his wrist and unleashing a sword strike. A dazzling sword beam shot out, transforming into a sword net that enveloped all directions.
"Bang!" The sword light collided with those few cold lights, then exploded and vanished into nothingness.
Ling Yanyan strode to a large tree, bent his right arm, and hooked his fingers onto the trunk.
"Boom!" Ling Yanyan forcefully lifted the tree upwards, and with a loud crack, the tree was overturned.
Ling Yanyan's figure flashed, and he arrived at the top of the tree canopy, then looked down at the ground below.
Below him was a valley, where seven or eight masked youths dressed in black were frantically slaughtering the wolves, tigers, and deer.
The scene was horrifying, with wild beasts constantly emitting painful howls before collapsing into pools of blood.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a boulder in the valley exploded, and a figure soared into the sky, hovering in the air, exuding a cold and bloodthirsty killing intent that made people tremble.
"What domineering murderous aura!" Ling Yanyan's pupils shrank slightly, and he was also shocked.
This was a burly young man dressed in black, with a resolute face, sharp features, and long, deep-set eyes that exuded a strong sense of menace. He emanated a gloomy aura, giving people a very dangerous feeling.
"Whoosh!" The young man raised his head, his dark green eyes fixed on Ling Yanyan.
"Peak of Martial Master?" Ling Yan Yan frowned slightly, a trace of solemnity flashing deep in his eyes. Although he could fight beyond his level, it did not mean that he could fight beyond his rank. His current strength was only comparable to the peak of the ninth level of Martial Master.
However, even at the peak of the ninth level of Martial Master, he was still no match for someone at the peak of the Martial Master realm.
"Hehe!" Just then, the young man grinned and revealed a cruel smile. His body turned into a blurry afterimage as he rushed towards Ling Yanyan. His fist contained a destructive wave and smashed towards Ling Yanyan's head.
Ling Yanyan's eyes were icy cold as he quickly retreated, dodging the attack.
"Hmm?" A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Yanyan's eyes. He hadn't expected this guy's reaction speed to be so fast.
Ling Yanyan paused for a moment, then suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the young man, striking him in the chest with a palm.
"Bang!" The young man's body remained motionless, but Ling Yanyan's palm was forced back, and a sharp pain surged into his heart.
"Huh?" Ling Yanyan's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Although he was knocked back by that palm strike, he was not seriously injured and only suffered superficial wounds.
"No wonder you dared to venture into the forbidden area alone; you were wearing soft armor for protection." A playful look appeared in Ling Yanyan's eyes.
"Hmph! Kid, you're strong. You actually forced me to use the Xuan Tie Treasure Blade. Not bad, I've decided to refine you into a corpse puppet." The young man looked at Ling Yan Yan with a ferocious expression. He held a rusty iron blade in his hand and released a powerful aura that lowered the surrounding temperature by several degrees, as if he were in the northern frontier in winter.
"Corpse puppet?" Ling Yan Yan's expression changed immediately upon hearing this, and then his eyes turned cold. He knew about corpse puppets. Corpse puppets were an evil technique that required living people to be refined into corpse puppets for cultivators to use.
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