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

Chapter 937

Yu Yangzi retreated in a panic, narrowly avoiding Ling Yanyan's fatal blow.

But before he could even catch his breath, Ling Yanyan's wrist twisted strangely again, aiming for Yu Yangzi's throat once more.

Yu Yangzi was shocked and hurriedly reached out to defend himself.

However, before Yu Yangzi's hand could even touch Ling Yanyan's wrist, it was grabbed by Ling Yanyan's other hand. Then, to his utter astonishment, Ling Yanyan twisted the wrist behind his back.

"Boom!"

There was a crisp sound.

Yu Yangzi's right arm was ripped off, and blood gushed out. Yu Yangzi screamed in agony.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Yanyan flashed to Yu Yangzi's side and kicked out.

Yu Yangzi put up a hasty resistance, but was still kicked away by Ling Yanyan.

"Bang!" Yu Yangzi slammed hard against the wall, shattering the roof.

"Cough cough!" Yu Yangzi coughed violently, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. He struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with endless hatred and venom, glaring at Ling Yanyan through gritted teeth: "You little beast, I'm going to kill you!"

"Shh!"

Yu Yangzi charged forward again.

"Hoohoo!"

A strong wind blew up, and the air seemed to distort.

"Snapped!"

Yu Yangzi slapped Ling Yanyan, but Ling Yanyan, unfazed, slapped back. Their hands collided, resulting in a draw.

"Hmm?" Ling Yanyan was slightly surprised. He knew that Yu Yangzi had true qi protecting his body, so he deliberately used all his strength, but he still managed to fight him to a draw.

It seems this Yu Yangzi is indeed formidable. He truly deserves to be called a peerless master in China.

Ling Yanyan thought to himself that if he didn't rely on external forces, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

This makes things complicated. I have to find a way to get rid of Yu Yangzi, otherwise, given his strength, I'll definitely be defeated by him.

Moreover, my secret will be exposed sooner or later, and then I will be in danger.

"Boy, prepare to die!" Suddenly, Yu Yangzi roared, his entire body transforming into a phantom as he charged forward. He swung his right fist, aiming directly at Ling Yanyan's temple.

Ling Yanyan narrowed his eyes and swept his foot horizontally.

"Oh!"

Their fists collided with a dull thud, and both men staggered back a few steps.

"Boy, over the years, besides my master, you're only the second person who can fight me to a draw." Yu Yangzi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression sinister.

He said coldly, "Since that's the case, then I can't let you live any longer."

"brush!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Yu Yangzi lunged forward again, throwing a punch at Ling Yanyan's face.

The two engaged in another fierce battle, each move and stance fraught with danger, where a single misstep could cost them their lives.

Ling Yanyan's expression grew increasingly grim. Although he could barely hold his own against Yu Yangzi, he was at a disadvantage. He was frantic with worry: "What should we do?"

Suddenly, Ling Yanyan's eyes lit up, and an idea came to her.

Ling Yanyan suddenly stopped attacking, letting Yu Yangzi attack him.

Yu Yangzi was overjoyed: "Haha, you little bastard, have you finally run out of tricks?"

"boom!"

Yu Yangzi punched Ling Yanyan in the stomach, making a loud noise.

But his expression froze instantly. To his astonishment, he found that his fist felt like it had hit a steel plate, causing excruciating pain. Immediately afterward, Yu Yangzi's body was involuntarily thrown into the air and slammed heavily against the wall.

Yu Yangzi's chest was sunken in, several of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs seemed to have been moved.

Ling Yanyan slowly walked up to Yu Yangzi and said coldly, "Yu Yangzi, I told you, I'm going to make you die a horrible death."

After saying that, Ling Yanyan pointed a finger at Yu Yangzi's dantian.

"Crack!"

Yu Yangzi's dantian was shattered; his dantian was ruined.

"Wow!"

Yu Yangzi opened his mouth and spat out a large pool of filthy blood, then slumped limply to the ground.

"You, you crippled me? You actually crippled my dantian?" Yu Yangzi stared wide-eyed at Ling Yanyan, his face filled with disbelief, his eyes brimming with hatred and resentment.