C182 Quan Feichen(1)

The massacre in No Life Square was still going on.

However, other than Woo Zhengyang, the other nineteen people had complicated expressions on their faces.

When Woo Zhengyang charged towards the sixteen men from Heavenly Martial Academy and Fallen Sun Sect by himself, some of them were worried and some were pleasantly surprised.

Especially when Woo Zhengyang didn't use his most powerful technique to stimulate the sword Qi. Instead, he rushed to the front of his opponent and even flew up. This made everyone think that Woo Zhengyang had gone crazy.

But in the next moment, whether it was worrying or pleasantly surprised, their hearts were filled with shock.

One step on the tip of the spear and one step on the back, the elite disciple of Fallen Sun Sect was sent flying away while vomiting blood. He was dead!

All of this happened in just a few breaths' time.

While everyone was still in shock, Woo Zhengyang had already landed in the middle of more than ten people.

He threw out a punch, the Perfection Stage Tyrannical Mountain Shattering Fist combined with the Profound Heaven Fire Power in his body.

A disciple of the Fallen Sun Sect who used a sword had his internal organs pierced through. He died instantly, and a burnt smell spread out from his body.

Then, he swung his sword backhanded. A sword wielding disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy... His throat had been slit by Woo Zhengyang's long sword. There was not a single drop of blood that flowed out from the wound. Instead, it was covered with a layer of frost. This was the power of the Nine Netherfrost in Woo Zhengyang's Ice Crystal Fire Body.

It was only when this man's long blade turned into two afterimages and flew towards the only two people holding Blade Man that everyone recovered from their shock.

It turned out that Woo Zhengyang's strongest attack had never been the sword Qi or the formation, but his unparalleled close combat ability.

One punch and one kick, both could kill.

None of the elite disciples of the four major powers in Fallen Sun Country was a match for Woo Zhengyang.

This caused a question to flash across everyone's mind, "Is this guy really at the Martial Disciple realm?"

Under the intense crisis, the disciples of Heavenly Martial Academy and Fallen Sun Sect had no time to worry about being schemed against by Woo Zhengyang. They were doing their best to attack him.

Unfortunately, Woo Zhengyang had used all of his trump cards. How could they resist? In the blink of an eye, three more people had died!

All along, Woo Zhengyang had never used all of his techniques in a battle. However, in No Life City, he couldn't hold back because the enemies he had to face were extremely powerful and numerous.

He had to adapt to the feeling of using all of his strength to survive the second Martial Master Stage massacre.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the battle had ended. Woo Zhengyang stood in the middle of a dozen corpses, covered in blood, as if he was a god of slaughter.

Blade Man and the other three men stared blankly at Woo Zhengyang. Even now, they still found it hard to believe.

They had walked to the end, and not one of them had been injured.

This had absolutely exceeded their expectations, because they couldn't guarantee that they would be able to escape unscathed from the siege of these two major powers.

However, the final result was that they didn't move at all, and the battle was ended by Woo Zhengyang alone!

They had long known that Woo Zhengyang was very strong, and could even unleash sword qi that didn't belong to the Martial Disciple realm. They had never thought that Woo Zhengyang would be so strong, even if he was a junior martial master. Even if he was facing over a dozen elite Martial Disciple, he would not be able to kill them so easily!

The four of them walked in front of Woo Zhengyang. They wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the five of them felt a suction force coming from the Lifeless Weapon in their hands.

Woo Zhengyang was still closing his eyes to reflect on the battle just now. He wanted to do his best to create a perfect cooperation plan for himself. Then, he felt that his body was once again brought to the No Life Sword.

When he opened his eyes again, Woo Zhengyang returned to his original room. The doors and windows were also closed.

According to the rules, they had twelve hours to recover from the losses after the battle.

After twelve hours, a new order was given. The second slaughter would begin.

After checking it out, Woo Zhengyang found that his previous estimation wasn't too far off.

After the first round of slaughter, the No Life Sword in his hand had fused with a total of 8,126 clones, occupying more than 80% of the entire No Life Sword.

At this time, the grade of this No Life Sword had absolutely reached the grade of a top grade spirit weapon. If it could be completely fused, it would definitely reach the king rank.

According to Woo Zhengyang's knowledge, even the Heavenly Martial Sect only had one supreme-grade spirit weapon. Moreover, it was the most precious treasure of the Heavenly Martial Sect that had not been born for many years. As for the king rank weapon, it was even more so a legend.

And here, there were actually five of them at the same time. If five of them really brought their weapons out, it was imaginable what kind of commotion they would cause in the outside world.

With the No Life Sword of a top grade spirit weapon in his hand, Woo Zhengyang gained a bit more confidence in the second round of slaughter. After swallowing a few medicinal pills to recover true qi, he closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.

Six hours passed in the blink of an eye, and a new command was issued.

Receiving this command, Woo Zhengyang's heart could not tell whether he was happy or sad.