bookrandom Chapter 453
Chapter 453
He threw a punch, sending a zombie flying.
The remaining zombies continued to charge.
"Boom."
Ling Yanyan was knocked backward, his right arm went weak and almost lost all feeling.
"These zombies actually have the strength of a martial arts master?" Ling Yanyan exclaimed in surprise.
The zombie stood still, not participating in the battle, his gaze fixed on Ling Yanyan.
At that moment, a figure appeared behind Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yan Yan sensed danger approaching and hurriedly turned around. However, a short blade with a dark blue sheen pierced his shoulder.
Ling Yanyan groaned, and a burst of bloody smell erupted from the wound on his arm.
The blood flowing from his shoulder stained him red, a shocking sight.
Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth and swept a whip kick toward the attacker's head.
"Smack!" The attacker's head was struck by Ling Yanyan's kick, and his entire skull was shattered.
Ling Yanyan kicked another zombie over.
Just as the zombie was about to pounce again, Ling Yanyan shifted his body an inch to the left and slammed his right knee into the zombie's stomach.
"Crack!"
The zombie screamed and collapsed to the ground.
At this moment, the remaining zombies also gathered around.
Ling Yanyan's face turned ashen. His two fists were no match for four hands, let alone so many zombies.
"Bang!" Ling Yanyan punched a zombie, but his fist was in excruciating pain.
His face grew increasingly pale.
Ling Yanyan punched the zombie in the throat.
"Crack!" The zombie's throat snapped.
However, Ling Yanyan's arm was also fractured as a result.
Ling Yanyan's expression grew increasingly ferocious.
"boom!"
A zombie punched him in the stomach.
"Crack!" Ling Yanyan's abdomen was hit, and it felt as if his internal organs were about to be crushed.
A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Ling Yanyan's mouth, and he swayed, almost falling to the ground.
The zombies swarmed forward.
Ling Yanyan barely managed to support his body. He took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing and internal energy.
"Buzz!" A powerful force condensed within Ling Yanyan's dantian, turning his skin crimson, as if magma was boiling within him.
A golden flame instantly shot out from Ling Yanyan's body and enveloped him.
"Whoop whoosh!"
Ling Yanyan was panting heavily, his face pale.
"Oh!"
He threw a punch, and a zombie's head exploded instantly.
Seeing Ling Yanyan's attack, the zombie showed a hint of fear on its face and dared not attack rashly. It simply guarded the door and prevented Ling Yanyan from leaving.
Ling Yanyan narrowed his eyes and slowly moved away, trying to leave.
But the zombies wouldn't let their guard down, and he couldn't find any opening to escape.
Ling Yanyan's heart sank.
He has to find a way to leave, or he's doomed!
Ling Yanyan's gaze swept around the surroundings. The ancient tomb was very large, but there was nothing there except for zombies.
The zombie was a level stronger than him; he couldn't defeat it.
But he has other cards to play.
A faint whooshing sound came from the air; a hidden weapon had struck the zombie in the back.
"Roar!"
The zombie roared angrily, turned around, and swung a claw at the attacker.
The man was quite strong, but he still couldn't withstand the zombie's claws and was sent flying backward.
The zombie caught up and was about to bite off the man's head.
Unfortunately, at the crucial moment, Ling Yanyan's sword had already reached the zombie's neck.
"Clang!" The zombie wore tough leather armor around its neck, but Ling Yanyan's sword did not sever its neck.
Ling Yanyan frowned, flicked his wrist, and slashed at the zombie's arm again.
"clang."
The armor on the zombie's arm shattered, and blood spurted out.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Yanyan pulled out the peach wood sword that was stuck in the zombie's body, and then stabbed it with his backhand.
The zombie's body jerked violently. It took two steps back, raised its hand, and slapped Ling Yanyan across the face.