C186 Beyond the Limit(1)

The speed of Quan Feichen's attack had exceeded the limits of his body.

Unfortunately, not long after he leapt up, he fell to the ground once again.

At this moment, his No Life Sword was held in Woo Zhengyang's hand, along with his sword arm.

Just now, at the moment he jumped up, Woo Zhengyang really used his sword for the first time.

A ray of sword light flashed past, and a bone-piercing cold aura invaded his body. Quan Feichen didn't feel any pain, he only heard the crisp sound of his arm breaking.

The part where his arm was severed was still bone-piercingly cold, but Quan Feichen didn't care about it anymore. Without the No Life Sword, the boundless Profound Meaning of Death had invaded his body!

Before he was swallowed by the Profound Meaning of Death, Quan Feichen said with a trembling voice, "This... How is this possible? Aren't you a Martial Disciple? And the cold aura in that sword light..."

" The cultivation technique I cultivate is unique. My body is also an Ice Crystal Fire Body! "

"So that's how it is... I... am not wronged..." After Quan Feichen finished speaking, his eyes lost their expression.

Although he was a Mid Reality Condensing Stage, and his resistance was stronger than any ordinary Martial Disciple, he still couldn't resolve the profound meaning of death.

Woo Zhengyang closed his eyes and recalled the sword strike just now.

The power of the Nine Netherfrost Ice was added to his true qi, causing it to seem as if Woo Zhengyang's true qi had become solid. The sword qi that was unleashed was even sharper than the sword qi unleashed by an ordinary Reality Condensing Stage Martial Master. This allowed Woo Zhengyang to have a better understanding of his true combat strength.

Quan Feichen's body was about to melt into the ground. Woo Zhengyang walked over and picked up his Hidden Heaven Bag.

In the first massacre, tens of thousands of cultivators had died. Even if there was a Hidden Heaven Bag among a hundred people, it was still a great fortune.

Unfortunately, under such circumstances, who would have the time to search for it? Most of the Hidden Heaven Bag had merged into the ground along with the corpse. It was a huge waste.

After an hour of rest, a door opened at the place where Woo Zhengyang was.

At this moment, the second massacre in No Life City had yet to begin. The corpses left behind by the first massacre, as well as the blood stains, had already disappeared.

Walking in the city, it was unusually quiet. Woo Zhengyang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The death of more than ten thousand cultivators had left no trace behind. In the current world, it was rare to see such a large number of casualties even in a war between two countries.

When Woo Zhengyang arrived at No Life Square, there were already three men and a woman waiting for him.

Among the four of them, none of them had the cultivation base of Martial Disciple. Although it was within his expectations, Woo Zhengyang still found it hard to let go of it.

"You... Aren't you at the Martial Disciple realm? "An unbelievable voice sounded, causing Woo Zhengyang to be stunned for a moment.

He hadn't noticed it earlier, but now, he realized that among the three men and one woman... There was actually a familiar face among them. It was an inner circle disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy. He called her junior sister Loong Zhiwu before he was scared away by Loong Zhiwu's words in the herb garden.

This guy used the Lifeless Spear!

"What?! Old Sun, you know him?" the person with the saber asked.

The disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy who was called Old Sun told him everything he knew.

Woo Zhengyang was also a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy in name. Since this Old Sun was an inner circle disciple, no one doubted him anymore. Each of them looked at Woo Zhengyang with a complicated expression.

The fact that Woo Zhengyang was able to kill a martial master and arrive here in the end shocked everyone.

However, none of them liked such an outcome.

No matter how strong Woo Zhengyang was, he was still just a Martial Disciple.

In their opinion, Woo Zhengyang had probably encountered a low grade martial master with weak cultivation and martial skills. The No Life Sword in his hand didn't have much power, which gave Woo Zhengyang an opportunity to take advantage of.

As expected, the key to Woo Zhengyang's victory was the powerful No Life Sword in his hand. Without this sword, he would not have been able to defeat a martial master with a higher cultivation level.

Think about it. What if Woo Zhengyang had the same weapon as his opponent? Would Woo Zhengyang still be able to win?

If that martial master held the No Life Sword in Woo Zhengyang's hand, his combat strength would definitely rise to a whole new level!

Just like the four of them, after killing their opponents with ordinary weapons, their combat strength would naturally increase by a lot after fusing with the powerful weapon.

No matter how weak a martial master was, obtaining a powerful No Life Sword was still very powerful.

As for Woo Zhengyang, he had only fused with an ordinary No Life Sword, so the improvement could be ignored. How could they be satisfied with such a teammate?

"I know him! Before my opponent died, he said that the leader of their five-man team was a swordsman. He admired this fellow and believed that he would be able to defeat a martial master. I didn't expect him to be right." The one who spoke was the only woman among the four of them.

The woman's figure was very small, but she was using the Lifeless Hammer. It was unknown if she had chosen it unintentionally or if it was something else.

Hearing the girl's words, Woo Zhengyang couldn't help but flash the image of Hammer Man, that rude and burly man. He didn't expect Hammer Man to be so confident in him.

"So what if he was lucky enough to walk out? He's still dragging us back..." feminine man, who was using a bow, said unhappily.

"You might not have thought that the last thing my opponent said before he died was to ask me to listen to the commands of the swordsman!" The woman with the hammer continued.

"Listening to his commands... Isn't this courting death... A mere outer court disciple, who's ranked a few hundred..." The disciple with the spear was also very unhappy.