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

Chapter 575

"Roar!" The zombie let out a low growl, its figure vanished into thin air again, and the next second it appeared behind Ling Yanyan, its claws outstretched, fiercely grabbing at Ling Yanyan's neck.

Ling Yanyan's expression changed, and he hurriedly turned around and raised his peach wood sword to defend himself.

"Clang clang clang!"

After several more collisions, the peach wood sword slipped from Ling Yanyan's hand and fell to the side. Several scratches were left on Ling Yanyan's chest, the flesh turned inside out, and the stark white bones could be vaguely seen. Blood flowed out, soaking his clothes.

"Ah!" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but cry out in pain, feeling a strong sense of suffocation surge into his heart, his head spinning, and he almost fainted.

The zombie let out a ferocious laugh and pounced on Ling Yanyan again, its sharp nails gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

Ling Yanyan's legs went weak, and he could not stand steadily. He watched helplessly as the zombies attacked. Helpless, he could only close his eyes and prepare to be beaten.

"Oh!"

Just at this critical moment, the zombie was suddenly kicked away. Ling Yan Yan felt her body lighten and subconsciously opened her eyes, only to see the face of a handsome young man.

"Ling Yanyan, are you alright?" the young man asked with concern.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyan was taken aback. He carefully examined the young man and quickly recognized his identity.

"Xiao Yifei? What brings you here?" Ling Yanyan asked excitedly.

He never expected that Xiao Yifei would appear here to save him.

“You’ve forgotten, I’m an exorcist, specializing in dealing with evil spirits,” Xiao Yifei said. “Let’s go, let’s get out of here first.”

Xiao Yifei helped Ling Yanyan up and was about to leave when suddenly a gust of wind blew up beside him.

"Whoosh!"

In the next instant, a dark shadow swept past, and the zombie blocked Ling Yanyan and Xiao Yifei's path. It exuded a bloodthirsty aura, and its ferocious eyes were fixed on the two of them.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath, knowing that he was in big trouble now.

The zombie's cultivation level has reached the peak of level one, and its combat power is extremely strong. Apart from Ling Yan Yan, it is estimated that no one can defeat it.

To make matters worse, Xiao Yifei wasn't by his side at the time and couldn't help him fight the zombies at all.

Xiao Yifei hadn't expected the zombie to catch up so quickly. He grabbed Ling Yanyan's arm and said, "Let's go!"

After saying that, he grabbed Ling Yanyan and turned to run.

"Roar!"

The zombie roared and quickly caught up, its speed astonishing.

Ling Yanyan's expression changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Damn it! I'll risk it!"

As he spoke, Ling Yan Yan circulated his spiritual energy, stomped his foot on the ground, suddenly stopped, turned around and went to meet the zombie, swinging the peach wood sword in his hand to slash at it.

"Clang!" The zombie showed no weakness, raising its samurai sword to meet the peach wood sword head-on.

With a crisp sound, the peach wood sword was cleaved in two, and the samurai sword, still powerful, slashed fiercely across Ling Yanyan's left shoulder, spraying blood.

"Humph!"

Ling Yanyan groaned, sweat beading on his forehead from the pain, his face as pale as paper, and he staggered, nearly falling to the ground.

"Pfft!"

Ling Yanyan was ultimately no match for him and collapsed to the ground, a look of pain on his face.

Even with his recovery abilities, this level of injury would be difficult to heal in a short period of time.

"Hehehe! Kid, just surrender!" The zombie let out a sinister laugh, slowly approaching with stiff steps, its scarlet eyes fixed on Ling Yanyan, like a hungry wolf eyeing a plump lamb.

"Roar!"

The zombie roared again, leaped into the air, clenched its fists, and slammed them down on Ling Yanyan's head.

If this blow lands, it will definitely smash a person's head and kill them instantly.

A strong sense of crisis rose in Ling Yanyan's heart. He focused intently on the zombie's movements, preparing to dodge a fatal blow.

Just as the zombie's arms were less than half a meter away from Ling Yanyan, a black figure suddenly appeared and grabbed the zombie's fist.

"Boom!" A loud noise erupted, the ground trembled three times, and cracks spread out.