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

Chapter 703

"What a powerful physique!" Ling Yanyan thought to himself in surprise.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, they would probably have already collapsed.

"You brat, die!" Zhao Yuanhai shouted, punching Ling Yanyan in the stomach.

Ling Yanyan's face twitched slightly, and a strong sense of danger suddenly arose in his heart, as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake.

"Shh!"

At the critical moment, Ling Yanyan quickly shifted to the side to dodge, narrowly avoiding a fatal punch.

Zhao Yuanhai's punch missed its mark, but his fist slammed into the ground, shattering the hard stone slab into powder and creating a huge crater.

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan couldn't help but swallow hard.

Zhao Yuanhai's punch was no less powerful than a strike from a martial arts master!

"Shhhhhh!"

Zhao Yuanhai missed his first attack, but his body traversed the void, and he unleashed both palms with the force of thunder, blasting towards Ling Yanyan with fierce momentum.

"What amazing movement technique!" Ling Yanyan was shocked. No wonder he was the deputy commander of the Guyang Sect's guard team.

Ling Yanyan put his arms in front of his chest to block, but was directly blasted away. The bones in his arms cracked violently, making a crisp and ear-piercing sound, clearly indicating that they had been broken.

"Thump, thump, thump!" Ling Yan Yan staggered back several steps, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, clearly injured.

Ling Yanyan's performance greatly shocked Zhao Yuanhai; his attacks were enough to kill an ordinary second-level innate martial artist.

"Such terrifying strength, who exactly is this kid?" Zhao Yuanhai frowned and thought to himself, his eyes fixed on Ling Yanyan.

"I advise you to call your family head out, otherwise I can't guarantee I won't accidentally hurt you!" Ling Yanyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"Hmph! Stop with the tricks, prepare to die!" Zhao Yuanhai sneered, his figure blurring as he pounced on Ling Yanyan again with a fierce attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a fierce exchange, Zhao Yuanhai was completely defeated by Ling Yanyan. Although his cultivation level was the same as Ling Yanyan's, Ling Yanyan's combat experience far surpassed Zhao Yuanhai's.

In a short time, Zhao Yuanhai was left with several shocking sword wounds, covered in blood, and looked extremely miserable.

"Boy, you dare to hurt me? I'll make you pay!"

Zhao Yuanhai roared in anger. He, the deputy commander of the Guyang City Guard, had never suffered such humiliation. It was simply outrageous!

"Hmph!" Ling Yanyan snorted coldly and swung his sword out again.

The sword energy pierced Zhao Yuanhai's throat in an instant, and scarlet blood spurted out.

"hiss!"

The surrounding martial artists gasped in shock at the sight, terrified and trembling with fear.

Zhao Yuanhai, the deputy commander of the Guyang Sect's guard, was actually killed!

"Gulu!"

Ling Yan Yan swallowed hard, still shaken, and said, "Luckily I arrived a step too late, otherwise I would definitely be dead."

"As expected of the Iron Tower, its strength is indeed impressive. It seems I don't need to worry about being hunted down anymore." Ling Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief and then turned and left.

"Who exactly is this kid? He actually managed to kill Zhao Yuanhai in one move!"

"His strength seems to be weaker than mine, how could he have killed Zhao Yuanhai in one move?"

"This kid is hiding his true abilities well; I misjudged him. His talent is exceptional; he's definitely not an ordinary person!"

"Zhao Yuanhai is a well-known expert in Guyang City, yet he was easily defeated by him. This kid is very strong!"

"It seems his background is not simple, otherwise he wouldn't dare to kill Zhao Yuanhai. After all, Guyang City is the territory of the Guyang Sect, which is a local tyrant."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, and they became even more wary of Ling Yanyan.

"You killed our deputy commander, you can't escape!" Just then, a group of martial artists suddenly rushed over from a distance.

"Oh no!" Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly fled into the depths of the mountains and forests.

"Chase!" the leading martial artist shouted in a low voice, his face grim.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Everyone used their movement techniques to chase after Ling Yanyan.

"Boy, you can't escape. Just surrender obediently!" the middle-aged man in blue, who was in the lead, said coldly.

"Damn it! This kid's strength is terrifying! I was almost killed just now." Looking at the martial artist following closely behind, Ling Yanyan's expression was extremely solemn.