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

Chapter 934

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath and quickly dived into the river.

The old Taoist priest followed, and with one claw, he reached for Ling Yanyan's throat.

"Whoosh!"

Just then, Ling Yanyan rushed out of the river, grabbed the old Taoist priest around the waist, and pulled him forcefully to the shore.

The old Taoist priest was already exhausted, and with Ling Yanyan's brute force, his body fell directly into the river.

"Cough cough cough!" The old Taoist priest struggled to his feet, roared angrily, and punched Ling Yanyan in the abdomen.

"Bang!" Ling Yanyan was sent flying and crashed heavily into the wall.

"Pfft!" Ling Yan Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and his eyes revealed horror.

Although he was only in the mid-stage of the Body Tempering Realm, his combat power was even stronger than that of ordinary peak Body Tempering Realm experts, yet he was still punched so hard by the old Taoist priest that he vomited blood.

"Damn it, old bastard, he actually hid his cultivation level!" Ling Yanyan cursed angrily.

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly and said in a sinister tone, "You brat, you dare to ambush me. I swear I won't rest until I kill you today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest attacked Ling Yanyan again.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan and the old Taoist priest clashed fiercely, both attacking each other like madmen.

Ling Yanyan was slapped away by the old Taoist priest and flew away, crashing heavily to the ground.

The old Taoist priest grinned maliciously and said, "Haha! You little brat, you'd better just surrender obediently!"

Ling Yanyan struggled to turn over and sit on the ground. He glanced coldly at the old Taoist priest and said in a cold voice, "Old man, I'll play along to the end."

"Fine, very well, then let's continue playing." The old Taoist priest laughed in anger, and once again lunged forward, his hands moving in unison, unleashing a series of sharp claw strikes.

Ling Yanyan tensed all his muscles and threw a punch to meet the attack.

"Boom!"

The two became entangled again, colliding repeatedly and creating violent waves that swept across the surrounding area.

A moment later, the two separated and each took a few steps back.

Ling Yanyan rubbed his aching chest, looked at the excited old Taoist priest, and asked coldly, "Old man, who are you?"

The old Taoist priest sneered, "You brat, you'll find out soon enough." With that, the old Taoist priest suddenly increased his power and used his martial arts to pounce on Ling Yanyan.

"boom!"

Ling Yanyan bent his knees slightly, clenched his fists, and a powerful surge of true energy swirled around his arms.

He clenched his fists and hurled them at the old Taoist priest.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan punched the old Taoist priest in the chest, causing him to stagger back a few steps.

"Haha! Old Taoist, I told you, you are no match for me now," Ling Yanyan sneered.

The old Taoist priest swayed a few times to steady himself before charging forward again, his claws gleaming with cold light as he viciously clawed at Ling Yanyan's throat.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan kicked the old Taoist priest in the chest, sending him flying.

"Ouch!" The old Taoist priest lay on the ground, groaning in pain, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan stared coldly at the old Taoist priest and slowly stood up from the ground.

"Boy, don't blame me. Who told you to ruin this old Taoist's reputation?" The old Taoist gritted his teeth and stared at Ling Yanyan. After speaking, his figure blurred and he instantly appeared in front of Ling Yanyan, slapping him with his claw.

Ling Yanyan narrowed his eyes and punched the old Taoist priest in the arm.

"boom!"

The old Taoist priest had a broken wrist, and his arm was bent.

Taking advantage of the situation, Ling Yanyan raised his foot and kicked the old Taoist in the groin, sending him flying.

"Ouch!" The old Taoist priest cried out in pain, clutching his crotch.

"Haha!" Looking at the disheveled old Taoist priest, Ling Yanyan laughed loudly, his laughter full of joy. He had never been beaten up before in his life.

The old Taoist priest got up from the ground with a face full of shame and indignation, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at Ling Yanyan.

"Damn it!" the old Taoist roared, and once again swung his claws at Ling Yanyan.

"Bang!" Ling Yanyan punched the old Taoist priest, sending him flying. The old Taoist priest was injured again and lay on the ground groaning.

Ling Yanyan leaped up and landed in front of the old Taoist priest. He squatted down, grabbed the old Taoist priest's collar tightly, and glared at him fiercely.

"Old Taoist priest, how was it? How did my move just now feel?" Ling Yanyan looked at the old Taoist priest with a mocking expression, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent.

A flicker of fear crossed the old Taoist priest's eyes, and he said in a panic, "You! What do you want to do?"

Ling Yanyan sneered, "What do I want to do? Of course, I want to kill you."

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest became even more frightened and said in a trembling voice, "I! I'm telling you, if you kill me, you will definitely not escape."

Ling Yanyan was taken aback, then sneered, "Since I have already killed your disciple, even if you escape back to your sect, you will not be able to take revenge on me."