Clang!
Lin Fan vanished in a flash, a thought passing through his mind.
With lightning speed.
He flashed to the side of the man and the zombie.
The Peachwood Sword came out, a cold gleam sweeping past.
It collided with the Imperial Zombie's claws.
Accompanied by an explosive boom.
In an instant, the two were blasted apart by the tremendous force.
Lin Fan staggered back several steps before steadying himself.
He raised his hand and looked at the numb web between his thumb and forefinger.
A smile suddenly spread across his face.
No matter how you put it, I had the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts protecting my body.
Who would have thought this beast's strength would be so terrifying?
That was truly beyond his expectations.
A sudden shout interrupted Lin Fan's thoughts.
Daoist Priest Qian He shouted to the people behind him, "Run! East, South, West, and North, go back and fetch Daoist Priest Four-Eyes and Master Yixiu for reinforcements. I'll stay here and hold off this zombie. Hurry! There's no time! Otherwise, we'll all die!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Everyone inside the tent scrambled about in panic.
Several soldiers immediately dropped their weapons and ran back the way they had come.
They completely forgot that the young Seventy-One Prince was still inside the tent.
"Someone help! Don't run! Don't run!"
Only Attendant Wu remained, shouting.
"If you don't want to die, carry him and get moving!"
Daoist Priest Qian He roared.
"Ah!"
Attendant Wu let out a sorrowful cry.
He reached out and picked up the Seventy-One Prince.
Then he followed the others fleeing from the tent.
Ah!
Along with the fleeing crowd.
The Imperial Zombie roared again.
It seemed to have sensed countless meals escaping.
It drew both hands before its chest, forming claws.
As its body and head trembled.
It seemed to have gone completely berserk.
It charged forward.
"Little Nephew Disciple, you know the way. Hurry and lead East, South, West, and North out of here. If this continues, we really won't make it!"
Seeing this, Daoist Priest Qian He hurriedly instructed him.
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan lowered his hand slightly.
He put away the Peachwood Sword.
Seeing this, A Dong put his away as well.
He stepped forward, nodded at Lin Fan, and said, "Senior Disciple Brother, then let's hurry. We need to notify Daoist Priest Four-Eyes and Master Yixiu right away."
With that, he turned around and prepared to head back.
He took one step, but his body did not move.
Suddenly, powerful winds began to whirl behind him.
Accompanied by a person's aura, the gale howled past.
The fallen leaves on the ground were swept up toward both sides, centered around that person.
After he passed, they slowly drifted back down.
Lin Fan erupted with the astonishing aura of the Xiantian Fifth Heaven.
He moved with incredible speed, his figure frighteningly swift.
With nothing but his bare fists, he charged toward the Imperial Zombie.
A Dong was held back by the overwhelming aura.
He turned and reached out, wanting to grab Lin Fan.
But by the time he raised his hand, Lin Fan had already vanished.
All he could do was stare in horror at the figure that had already gone far ahead.
"Lin Fan!"
Daoist Priest Qian He's pupils contracted sharply, and he cried out in horror.
He had completely forgotten to address him as a fellow disciple and called him by name.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion rang out.
With a single punch, a man sent the Imperial Zombie flying backward onto the ground.
"Lin..."
Daoist Priest Qian He was left speechless.
Looking at the scene before him, astonishment surged through his heart.
What exactly had happened?
Could there be something wrong with his eyes?
He had repelled a Green Zombie with nothing but fists and kicks?
No, no. This was a Green Zombie that had undergone some mutation.
Although they had chatted about it before, he had heard Senior Brother Four-Eyes say that Lin Fan had recently been learning the Body Refining Technique from him.
He had even wanted to learn his Spirit Invocation Technique, but Four-Eyes had never taught him.
Instead, Lin Fan had followed them here to escort the group.
But from what he was seeing, the Body Refining Technique could not possibly have such power.
At the end of the day, it was merely a Daoist scripture for strengthening the body.
What exactly was this...
"Master... Master, this... this is..."
A Dong spoke to Daoist Priest Qian He with a face full of horror.
His arm was rigid as he pointed at the man and zombie before him.
Senior Disciple Brother Lin Fan had learned the formation after seeing it once. That was already absurd.
To comprehend and cultivate it to Grand Perfection during battle was absurd beyond absurdity.
But how had he dared to fight a Green Zombie head-on?
This was truly absurdity itself opening the door for absurdity—absurd to the extreme.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A fierce series of collisions interrupted everyone.
Red corpse aura covered the Imperial Zombie's entire body.
Its aura had become even more violent.
As though enraged, it roared furiously.
It kept grinding its teeth, producing a grating sound.
It lunged at Lin Fan with its claws.
"You're back again? Let's see if I can beat you to death."
Lin Fan spoke in a low voice. As soon as he finished, he attacked with fists and kicks.
Following countless dull impacts.
The sounds spread from the Imperial Zombie's body.
The Imperial Zombie was battered by his heavy fists and kicks.
It was beaten back step by step, staggering backward.
Wisps of white mist drifted out.
The sounds of panting spread through the woods.
Lin Fan merely strolled leisurely.
He began examining the Imperial Zombie from all sides.
Only Lin Fan remained clear-headed; everyone else seemed drunk.
It was unbelievable, yet Jesus himself seemed to be standing right before them.
Daoist Priest Qian He's mouth hung half open.
The sight before his eyes was impossible to believe.
It was as though he had entered another world.
The mutated Purple Zombie was panting?
It had been beaten by Lin Fan until it was panting?
"Master, Senior Disciple Brother, he..."
This was the first time in his life A Nan had seen a zombie beaten until it panted.
He trembled uncontrollably with both hands, as though he were seeing a god or ghost.
This Senior Disciple Brother was truly earth-shaking and heaven-frightening.
Something he had only dared to imagine in his dreams had actually happened.
"What exactly is this...?!"
A Bei felt as though his soul had been shaken.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Three heart-rending roars suddenly rang out in succession.
They jolted everyone awake.
The Imperial Zombie's aura erupted once more.
As red corpse aura surged outward.
It instantly covered its entire body.
The vivid demonic flowers immediately withered and faded.
The Imperial Zombie seemed to have absorbed all the evil aura.
Its bones crackled throughout its body.
It twisted its body and threw its head back with a roar.
A strange and terrifying pillar of red corpse aura shot into the sky.
Its aura suddenly swelled to more than double its former strength.
The Imperial Zombie suddenly opened its enormous bloody maw.
The veins all over its body bulged, and its claws stretched straight out.
It was as though all the evil aura had gathered at this moment.
A deadly attack erupted.
It lunged at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan's gaze sharpened, and he stopped holding back.
His aura circulated, and the vital essence throughout his body gathered in his fist.
He used ninety-nine percent of his strength.
Countless fist shadows met the Imperial Zombie.
Smack.
Accompanied by countless sounds of bones breaking.
All four of the Imperial Zombie's limbs snapped one after another.
As the deep-red corpse aura drifted away strand by strand.
It exploded outward in every direction, while its body kept retreating uncontrollably.
[System Notification: Congratulations, Host, on killing a Green Zombie. Reward: 500 Merit Points.]
A system notification rang out in his mind.
After a moment, seeing that the Imperial Zombie no longer moved.
Its corpse aura had also steadily dissipated.
Only then did Lin Fan stop moving his hands.
He crushed the demonic flower on the ground beneath his foot.
Whew, this boxing style really is quite impressive.
The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts truly are formidable.
Yet even merely entering the Skin Refining Realm had already reached such a terrifying level.
Still, Skin Refining was only the external manifestation, and it best reflected the body's physical strength.
Although he hadn't been injured internally, that first split-second reaction had still left the web between his thumb and index finger numb from the impact of the mutated Green Zombie.
It still wasn't enough. He had to work harder and save up some skill points.
If learning this formation hadn't cost him so much, he might have been able to level up a little.
In the end, he still had to save up some skill points.
Having confirmed his thoughts, Lin Fan let out a long breath.
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