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

Chapter 965

"You!" Ling Yanyan was so angry that her lungs felt like they were about to explode.

Ling Yanyan felt extremely aggrieved. He had been living a life of luxury since childhood and never imagined that he would end up in such a miserable state.

"Since you insist on opposing me, then let's die together!" Ling Yanyan's eyes were bloodshot, and a boundless hatred surged in his heart.

"Die!"

Ling Yanyan swung his arms violently, fully activating the vortex of energy in his dantian, and unleashed the martial art "Sword Control Technique".

"Shh!"

In an instant, three sharp swords shot out like venomous snakes toward Yang Chenxuan.

"Sword Control Technique?" Yang Chenxuan narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully, "A mere fourth-grade martial skill, I wouldn't even deign to use it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light appeared on Yang Chenxuan's body, forming a defensive shield that blocked the three sharp swords.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The three sharp swords touched the defensive shield, but made no progress whatsoever.

"What? It actually blocked it?" Ling Yanyan's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and his heart was filled with shock.

"This kid is actually a martial apprentice at the early stage of Qi Refining!" Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically.

Ling Yanyan never expected that someone he randomly encountered would possess such terrifying strength!

Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth and said, "I will remember this grudge!"

Ling Yanyan knew very well that in his current state, he had no way to contend with Yang Chenxuan. His only option was to temporarily avoid the limelight and escape first.

"I told you, I'll kill you today!" Yang Chenxuan remained expressionless. With a flash, he disappeared from his original spot and appeared beside Ling Yanyan in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his left palm and struck towards Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan reacted quickly, immediately activating his true energy shield to condense a thick layer of protection.

"Oh!"

With a palm strike to the shield, Ling Yanyan was immediately blasted back seven or eight meters, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hiss!" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but gasp, his face contorted with rage, a chill creeping into his heart.

This guy has terrifying strength!

With just one palm strike, Ling Yan felt excruciating pain in his internal organs. He was certain that if he hadn't possessed a higher level of cultivation, he would have been dead just now.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you ambush me!" White Wolf was furious and immediately pounced on Yang Chenxuan, fierce and incomparable.

"Do you think I'll answer you?" Yang Chenxuan smirked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Chenxuan's right leg suddenly swept out horizontally, like a steel whip.

"Pong!"

With a dull thud, the white wolf's tail dislocated, and the intense pain enraged it even more.

"Ouch!"

The white wolf roared and pounced, baring its fangs and claws.

Yang Chenxuan remained calm, unhurriedly raising his foot and stomping hard on the white wolf's belly.

"Crack!"

With his ribs broken, the white wolf was kicked away and crashed heavily into a tree trunk, barely alive.

"Damn it, this little beast is too strong, run!" White Wolf cursed under his breath and turned to flee.

Just then, Yang Chenxuan, who had already anticipated this, leaped out and blocked the white wolf's path, coldly saying, "Your opponent is me."

"You brat, I won't let you get away with this." The white wolf growled, baring its teeth, its ferocious eyes fixed on Yang Chenxuan, as if it wanted to devour him.

Yang Chenxuan shrugged and said indifferently, "Useless trash, stop arguing. You're destined to die here today."

"If you want me dead, you won't live either!" White Wolf roared, and a dazzling light suddenly burst forth from his body.

"Secret Technique: White-haired Wolf King!"

The white wolf reared its head and howled, its fur instantly turning bright red, and its body grew several inches taller.

"Ouch!"

The white wolf growled a few times, then transformed into a cloud of black mist and charged towards Yang Chenxuan.

"Hmm?" Yang Chenxuan's eyelids twitched, sensing a dangerous aura.

"Wolf Shadow Clone!" Yang Chenxuan sneered.

Suddenly, a pitch-black figure appeared behind Yang Chenxuan; it was none other than one of Yang Chenxuan's clones.

This clone was exactly the same as Yang Chenxuan, flawless, and even the aura emanating from him was identical.

"Ow!"

The clone and the white wolf were locked in fierce combat...

At this moment, Ling Yanyan was stunned by the scene and stood there for a long time, unable to recover.

"How! Is this possible?" Ling Yanyan murmured, finding it hard to believe what he was seeing.

Yang Chenxuan instantly killed his most prized demon beast clone with a single move!

"You!" Ling Yanyan's throat trembled, his whole body shook, and his eyes flashed with intense fear.

"Heh, are you scared now? I told you, you have to die here today. Even if you try your best to escape, you won't leave alive."

Yang Chenxuan said coldly and ruthlessly.

Ling Yanyan was terrified upon hearing this.

Although this world is a dog-eat-dog world, he was still just a teenager in his early twenties, and had never experienced anything like this before.

He cried out in a panic, "My master won't let you get away with this. You're dead."

"Hahaha, I actually hope your master comes after me, otherwise why would I personally take your head!" Yang Chenxuan sneered, his attacks becoming increasingly ferocious.

Ling Yanyan was completely trapped in a desperate situation. Under Yang Chenxuan's frenzied attacks, he was forced to retreat step by step. Finally, Yang Chenxuan seized an opening and slammed a palm into his chest, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Pfft!" Blood spurted out, and Ling Yanyan's face turned deathly pale; he was severely injured.

Yang Chenxuan looked down at Ling Yanyan and said coldly, "Get down on your knees!"

After saying that, he raised his hand, grabbed Ling Yanyan by the neck, and lifted him up with his bare hands.

Yang Chenxuan's strength was terrifying. Ling Yanyan was lifted up by him with one hand, his body suspended in the air, and he had no ability to resist at all.

"Cough cough, please, let me go. I was wrong, I admit defeat," Ling Yanyan said weakly.

Yang Chenxuan shook his head slightly: "Sorry, you've offended me."

"Don't kill me, I'm willing to give you all my savings as compensation," Ling Yanyan pleaded.

He was now filled with deep regret. If he had known Yang Chenxuan's strength was so terrifying, he would never have dared to provoke him. He had thought Yang Chenxuan was just a martial artist, but he never expected Yang Chenxuan's strength to be so formidable!

"late!"

Yang Chenxuan said coldly, "I've already said it, you must die!"

After saying this, Yang Chenxuan clenched his right fist, ready to crush Ling Yanyan's head, when suddenly a huge roar came.

"Roar!"

"Oh no, the white wolf has summoned its master for backup." Ling Yanyan's face suddenly turned pale. He hadn't expected the white wolf's master to arrive so quickly.

The white wolf's howl was loud, and Yang Chenxuan also sensed the danger.

Yang Chenxuan frowned, but he wasn't afraid. Instead, he showed excitement: "Great timing! I was just wondering how to deal with the two of you. This time, we've finally run into someone who's handing over money."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Chenxuan opened his eyes, and in an instant, dense silver threads appeared out of thin air around him.