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

Chapter 788

"Pfft!" Ling Yan Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered back several feet, and barely managed to steady himself.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face becoming much more serious.

"You're no match for me. If you know what's good for you, get lost or I'll kill you!" Yang Yuxuan's cold voice echoed all around.

"Pah! I am the young master of the Ling family, how could I be scared by you?" Ling Yanyan snorted coldly, drew his sword and slashed.

Yang Yuxuan looked at Ling Yanyan's sword thrusting towards him, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, and also struck out with a palm.

boom!

Ling Yanyan quickly withdrew his attack to defend.

However, he was ultimately just a level three alchemist, and could not be compared to Yang Yuxuan at all.

Therefore, Ling Yanyan was sent flying backwards again.

Ling Yanyan clutched his chest, his face deathly pale, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"Damn it, how did this bastard become so strong?" Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath, then took out a healing pill, swallowed it, and began to heal himself.

“You are no match for me,” Yang Yuxuan said coldly, looking at Ling Yanyan.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyan raised his head and stared intently at Yang Yuxuan.

After a moment, Ling Yan Yan sighed and said, "Forget it, I've already obtained the elixir anyway, and I don't want to argue anymore."

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Yang Yuxuan's eyes, but on the surface he still maintained a haughty attitude: "It's good that you know now!"

"Let's go!" Ling Yanyan said calmly, turning to leave the warehouse.

However, at that moment, Yang Yuxuan's expression suddenly changed, and he retreated several meters to dodge a sharp arrow.

"Whoosh!" The arrow pierced the air and embedded itself in a giant tree not far away.

"Who goes there?!" Yang Yuxuan roared, his face grim.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, another arrow shot towards Yang Yuxuan.

Yang Yuxuan's face turned ashen. He stretched out his right hand, grasped the arrow, and broke it in two.

After breaking the arrow, Yang Yuxuan turned his gaze forward.

Two figures appeared in the distance.

Both of them were dressed in gray robes, and their bodies emanated powerful auras.

"Martial Master level!" Yang Yuxuan's expression changed. He hadn't expected to encounter a Martial Master expert.

There are three ranks: Martial Apprentice, Martial Warrior, and Martial Master, which are respectively the early, middle, and peak levels!

Yang Yuxuan is currently only at the peak of the third stage of Martial Apprentice, which is vastly different from Martial Master.

"Your Excellency, I have no connection with this medicinal herb. I will leave immediately." Yang Yuxuan lowered his head and bowed respectfully.

However, before he could finish speaking, the gray-robed elder snorted coldly and said indifferently, "A mere third-stage Martial Apprentice brat dares to plot against my Cloud Soaring Sect disciples? He's simply courting death!"

"Me!" Yang Yuxuan opened his mouth, his face full of bitterness.

"Kneel down and kowtow a hundred times, and I might spare your life," the gray-robed old man said coldly, staring at Yang Yuxuan.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuxuan's expression turned even uglier.

He knew that these two were definitely not disciples of the Cloud Soaring Sect, but their cultivation was clearly above his.

"What if I don't kowtow?" Ling Yanyan said through gritted teeth.

"Then die!" The gray-robed old man's voice was icy cold, filled with intense killing intent.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyan narrowed his eyes into slits, a fierce glint appearing in them.

"If that's the case, then let's fight!" Ling Yanyan said through gritted teeth.

"You're courting death!" The gray-robed elder sneered and threw a punch at Ling Yanyan.

His punch contained immense energy, accompanied by a whistling wind, as if it could destroy everything.

"Such powerful strength!" Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated his internal energy to resist.

boom!

A punch slammed into Ling Yanyan's shield, shattering it instantly. Ling Yanyan was sent flying backward, spitting out blood, his aura becoming extremely weak.

The gray-robed old man stepped forward and slowly walked towards Ling Yanyan, his expression full of contempt.

"I advise you not to kill me! My father is Ling Aotian, the Grand Elder of the Ling family. If you kill me, you will surely be punished." Ling Yanyan said through gritted teeth.