The Undying Immortals of the Terrifying Heavens

As soon as Master Ren moved, the group of people who were lying on the ground whimpering suddenly gained strength, were no longer afraid of pain, and ran faster than the 100-meter champion.

Uncle Nine was about to step forward without hesitation, but Chen Xing didn't want to let this opportunity slip by.

Although he killed one in the first world, "Zombie," he didn't even use force; he simply suppressed it with his yang energy and the magical artifact, glutinous rice.

According to his subsequent plans, there is still Old Master Ren and the royal zombie to fight, and Ren Fa, who has just turned into a zombie, is the best touchstone for him.

Two zombies will appear that night, which is why Chen Xingxian chose to come here.

He was well aware of the characteristics of zombies, and it would be difficult for him to kill them with his bare hands. But he always had to try things out himself to be more confident.

So he quickly said, "Uncle, wait a minute, let me do it!"

At this moment, there were still many bloodstains left on the ground, and Chen Xing had the most on his body. As soon as Master Ren Fa turned into a corpse, he immediately became lively and vigorous, his face ferocious and he stretched out three-inch-long claws to pounce on Chen Xing.

This is completely different from the original plot where he was resurrected and sniffing around everywhere. This time, Ren Fa has had his zombie ferocity fully unleashed.

"Good timing!"

Chen Xing immediately stepped to the side and stopped, his ten toes seemingly piercing through the soles of his shoes, like the roots of an old tree gripping the ground tightly. He lowered his shoulders and raised his elbows, without any fancy maneuvers, and delivered a powerful elbow strike straight to Ren Fa's chest.

With a muffled thud, the zombie's charge, like that of an old bull, was abruptly stopped. At the same time, Chen Xing's elbow cracked, the sound transmitted through his body to his ears, indicating a bone fracture.

Beside him, Uncle Nine's pupils dilated in shock. Who didn't know that zombies possessed immense strength and bodies of steel? They were just going to block it head-on! Was that the right thing to do?

The zombie's momentum was halted. It smelled the thick scent of blood on Chen Xing and immediately opened its mouth to bite Chen Xing's tender neck.

Chen Xing then lowered his stance, dodging the zombie's attack, and thrust his hands upwards with a powerful palm strike. Even though Master Ren was heavy and powerful, he was sent flying by this powerful palm strike.

Logically speaking, after a few exchanges with a zombie, an ordinary person would need to catch their breath and adjust their rhythm, but Chen Xing disregarded the rules entirely, lunging at the zombie again before it even landed.

The zombie unleashed a barrage of heavy punches, but its attacks, though fierce, were like a child wielding a sword, posing little threat to Chen Xing.

Even when his fingernails scratched him, Chen Xing's only concern was whether he would be infected with corpse poison.

They exchanged blows dozens of times, with Chen Xing trying out every move he had ever used, but Master Ren remained as energetic as ever, seemingly unaffected.

Chen Xing also realized that he was currently at the Ming Jin stage, and was still somewhat inadequate in dealing with monsters like zombies with copper skin and iron bones.

Simply put, he is good at defense but not offense, and he needs to understand the secrets of internal strength to break through the enemy's defenses.

The problem is that he has to figure all of this out on his own, so the progress is a bit slow.

Suddenly, a man dressed in night clothes jumped down from the roof and landed next to Uncle Nine.

"Master, who is that person? He's so fierce!" The person was Qiu Sheng, who had brought him inkstone and peach wood sword as instructed by Uncle Jiu.

He had assumed that he and his master would work together to defeat the zombie, but now it seemed things weren't quite as they appeared...

Uncle Nine stared intently at the man and the corpse locked in combat, then briefly introduced Chen Xing's background.

"So he's a friend of my martial uncle, no wonder he's so powerful!"

"Oh, right, Master, I've brought everything you asked for."

"Good!" It seems that Uncle Nine has finally figured it out after all this time. Chen Xing's martial arts skills are first-rate, but he has difficulty breaking through the defenses of zombies, which is his weakness.

He then took out a peach wood sword and quickly consecrated it using the materials Qiu Sheng had brought.

Immediately afterward, Uncle Nine hurled the peach wood sword and shouted, "Ah Xing, catch this sword!"

Chen Xing caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and with a straight kick, he used the momentum to leap into the air.

The zombies roared behind him and leaped forward to continue chasing Chen Xing.

The moment Chen Xing grasped the peach wood sword, he turned and slashed. The zombie that had withstood dozens of his punches and kicks without injury was now as fragile as spring snow meeting the blazing sun under the peach wood sword.

A sword mark appeared on the zombie's neck.

The stench of death gushed out like a gas cylinder without a valve, and the zombie became even more ferocious. However, it stopped chasing Chen Xing and turned to kill Qiu Sheng and Uncle Jiu, who were looking at it.

Chen Xing: "Want to leave? Dream on!"

The peach wood sword pierced straight through the zombie, front and back, followed by a sweeping leg kick that pinned it to the ground.

The zombie struggled to its feet, but Chen Xing was not about to let it get away with it. In addition, the zombie's aura kept leaking out, and it had never drunk blood... Soon, the old man stopped moving and became shriveled up, with thick fluid seeping out, making it extremely smelly.

At this moment, Chen Xing finally let out a long breath. "Very good, the zombie indicator is complete!"

Uncle Nine and Qiu Sheng walked over, and Qiu Sheng spoke first: "Brother Xing, what amazing skills! You killed the zombie all by yourself."

"Who is this?" Chen Xing asked knowingly, while simultaneously drawing his peach wood sword, which was covered in disgusting stuff. He shook the sword with his strength, and the filth on it was cleaned away.

After introducing Qiu Sheng, Uncle Jiu suddenly pointed at Chen Xing's chest, his expression changing slightly: "You were injured by a zombie!?"

"If you accidentally get caught, applying some glutinous rice to the affected area should make you feel better."

At this moment, Qiu Sheng wanted to show off, so he pulled out a bowl of glutinous rice: "I have glutinous rice, Xing-ge, hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

Uncle Nine was exasperated. He raised his hand and smacked Qiu Sheng on the forehead: "How are you going to use it if you cook it? You need to use raw glutinous rice!"

He even felt a little embarrassed. This Ah Xing looked to be about the same age as Qiu Sheng, but how come he was so skilled in martial arts and knew how to use glutinous rice to cure corpse poison?

Chen Xing confidently replied, "It's alright, I brought it with me."

His gaze swept across the room and spotted the bag he had initially tossed aside in the corner.

Chen Xing took out a handful of glutinous rice and applied it to the scratches on his chest.

In an instant, thick white smoke billowed out, and an unbearable itching sensation appeared in my chest.

"Ouch! That hurts a bit."

After a short while, the glutinous rice in Chen Xing's hand had been stained black by the corpse poison.

At this moment, Uncle Nine asked curiously, "You brought glutinous rice, why didn't you use it to fight the zombies earlier?"

In Uncle Nine's opinion, Chen Xing's head-on confrontation with the zombie was just asking for trouble.

Chen Xing: "To become stronger! My goal is to one day kill zombies with my own strength!"

"Good, that's ambitious!" Uncle Nine immediately gave a thumbs up.

Chen Xing hadn't finished applying the dressing once, and was about to continue after changing it, but Uncle Jiu suddenly spoke up: "Ah Xing, you should rest first. Qiu Sheng and I have to rush to the Ren family. There's a second zombie coming out to harm people tonight!"

At that very moment, on the other side of the Ren family, the old master Ren, who had turned into a zombie, was playing a game of tag with his granddaughter.

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu led Qiu Sheng and ran off quickly.

Chen Xing wasn't in a hurry. The other zombie had been buried for 20 years and was clearly much more ferocious than Master Ren. Besides, they weren't prepared at all.

The best option is to wait until daytime to go out and sunbathe.

However, not wanting to miss the show, he quickly followed.

If possible, it wouldn't be a problem to resolve this quickly.