PFC Chapter 905
Chapter 905
"Boy, I'm going to drain your blood!" the Zombie King said sinisterly, charging at Ling Yanyan once again.
"Oh no!" Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly took out the pills from his storage ring and swallowed them.
"Kid, you can't escape!" The zombie king grinned maliciously, his hideous face appearing exceptionally ferocious and chilling.
"Shhhhhh!"
The Zombie King moved with lightning speed, appearing in front of Ling Yan Yan in an instant, and unleashed another ferocious punch.
"Hoohoo!"
Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically. He immediately raised his sword to block and used the rebound force to retreat.
Ling Yanyan had just taken two steps back when the Zombie King charged forward again, faster and more ferocious, his fists blasting towards him with immense force.
"Shhhhhh!"
Ling Yanyan swung his sword to parry, but after several hard punches, his entire right arm was numb, his five fingers were in excruciating pain, and his body was churning inside.
"Oh!"
The Zombie King unleashed another fierce and domineering punch, the terrifying force causing Ling Yan Yan to cough up blood again, and his body was sent flying.
The moment Ling Yanyan was sent flying backward, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His whole body trembled violently, and the intense pain made his face contort in agony.
"You brat, I'll suck your blood dry sooner or later! Just wait to die! Hahaha!" The Zombie King laughed menacingly, his ferocious gaze fixed on the heavily injured Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan was breathing heavily, severely injured, with a deadly poison raging in his body, unbearable pain, and weakness all over his body, unable even to crawl.
"This guy is too powerful, how could I possibly be his match?" Ling Yanyan cursed inwardly, knowing very well how big the gap was between himself and the Zombie King.
"Roar!"
The Zombie King suddenly roared to the sky, and then an extremely evil and ferocious aura emanated from his body. His body began to swell, his flesh rapidly expanded, and scarlet scales emerged.
"Hoohoho!"
The zombie king roared angrily, its face contorted in a hideous grimace, its eyes turning a sinister purplish-red, fierce and ruthless, filled with bloodlust and violence.
"This is... a zombie transformation?" Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically.
"You brat! You forced this king to do this! I will tear you to pieces!" The Zombie King stared fiercely at Ling Yan Yan and said through gritted teeth.
As soon as he finished speaking, the zombie king launched a fierce attack.
Ling Yanyan tried his best to resist, but was still forced to retreat step by step, and was no match for the Zombie King.
In just a few seconds, Ling Yanyan was beaten black and blue, his clothes torn to shreds, his body covered in shocking wounds.
"Although this body belongs to an ordinary mortal, its combat power is indeed very strong. It's a pity that the difference in cultivation level is too great." Ling Yan Yan sighed inwardly, his face ashen.
If Ling Yanyan hadn't possessed exceptional combat skills and agile movements, he would probably have been drained of his blood by the Zombie King long ago, leaving no trace of his body.
"Bang bang bang!"
The zombie king's ferocious attacks grew increasingly fierce, and Ling Yanyan was completely unable to withstand them.
Ling Yanyan's injuries worsened, his body was covered in wounds and blood, and he looked utterly wretched.
"This body is too weak and can't withstand the zombie king's attacks at all! It looks like I need to get a new body!" Ling Yanyan thought to himself through gritted teeth, another scene flashing through his mind.
"Hmm? I've got an idea!" Ling Yanyan immediately perked up.
"Shh!"
The next second, Ling Yanyan took out the jade bottle, just about to take out the pills inside and eat them, when the Zombie King suddenly appeared in front of him, which startled Ling Yanyan so much that he quickly put it into his storage ring.
"Hehe! You brat, you think you're safe just because you've hidden in your storage ring? Let me tell you! Your storage ring means nothing to me. Don't try anything funny!" The Zombie King sneered, then stretched out his claws to grab Ling Yan Yan.
"call out!"
Just as the zombie king's claws approached Ling Yan Yan, Ling Yan Yan slightly twisted his wrist, and a silver needle shot out, aiming directly at the zombie king's brow.
The Zombie King moved extremely fast, instantly sensing the danger. He immediately turned aside to avoid the silver needle, but was still pierced in the shoulder, and a trace of blood spread from the wound.
"You bastard! How dare you ambush me!" The Zombie King roared furiously, his anger reaching its peak.
"You old monster! I'll kill you today!" Ling Yanyan roared, his eyes bloodshot, staring at the zombie king with the gaze of a wild beast.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!"
Without hesitation, Ling Yanyan activated his true energy, and with a wave of his hand, countless silver needles shot out through the air.
Ling Yanyan's counterattack caught the Zombie King off guard. He couldn't dodge in time, and in the blink of an eye, silver needles were inserted into various acupoints all over the Zombie King's body. There were a total of twenty-eight silver needles, each carrying a peculiar power.
The zombie king convulsed violently, his expression contorted in agony. The intense pain caused him to roar and struggle frantically.