C345 The Sword Was Swung(2)

Very quickly, everyone's disappointed expressions froze, and many people even more exaggeratedly widened their eyes and opened their mouths.

They saw a layer of pale blue ice cold qi being ignited on the No Life Sword's sword body. Around the sharp ice cold qi, ice shards condensed out of thin air...

Ice Crystal Fire Body!

This Woo Zhengyang was actually not the Fire Body, but an Ice Crystal Fire Body that mutually supported and countered each other!

If the Fire Body was said to be one in ten thousand Innate Spirit Body, then the Ice Crystal Fire Body was one in ten thousand Innate Spirit Body.

This kind of ___! It was extremely difficult to control a dual spirit body that was mutually reinforcing and restricting each other. It was either a cripple or a cripple. Woo Zhengyang obviously had control over them, and from this aspect, it could be seen that... Woo Zhengyang's cultivation wasn't about body-forging, but about body-forging and Qi cultivation.

The Ice Crystal Fire Body, as well as body forging and qi forging, were all rare things that could only be seen once in a hundred years. But now, it had actually happened to a single person. This matter was definitely more shocking than the fact that Moh Lunhui had condensed his martial will.

What shocked everyone the most was that Woo Zhengyang had actually hidden himself so deeply.

In the past, he had been ridiculed and suspected by many people. As long as Woo Zhengyang revealed a little bit of it, those rumors and suspicions would be solved by him. However, he didn't. He was calm and composed. How powerful was his mental state?

Everyone had no doubt that if it wasn't for Moh Lunhui, who was as powerful as him, Woo Zhengyang wouldn't have revealed his true cultivation base. He was a madman. What he was most arrogant about wasn't his words and actions, but his arrogant and unruly heart.

"It's a pity that the luck of a man who hides his true identity is so heaven defying!" Moh Lunhui was a little envious when he saw that Woo Zhengyang had left the fire body. When he found out that Woo Zhengyang was actually an Ice Crystal Fire Body, the envy in his eyes became even stronger.

"Who are you? I don't know. I am Woo Zhengyang. I am the one who will kill you today!" Woo Zhengyang really couldn't understand. Why did this guy always think that he was hiding his true identity? Could it be that he also thought that he was a Great Sovereign who had been reborn just like him?

"Hmph! Let's see if you have the ability to do so!" As Moh Lunhui spoke, the speed of the sword in his hand increased a little. Woo Zhengyang's uniqueness made him feel even more pressured.

The Body Protecting Astral Qi that contained the Profound Heaven Fire Power had an unimaginable defensive strength. Even the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy that was detonated by Moh Lunhui's sword force was blocked by the Profound Heaven Fire.

Woo Zhengyang was not satisfied with this. The moment he took out the No Life Sword, he had decided not to sit and wait for death anymore.

He took a few steps forward and approached Moh Lunhui once again. The No Life Sword in his hand slashed down.

The first style of the Ink Night Sword Washing Arts, Hidden Sword Dark Night!

With this sword, Woo Zhengyang used all kinds of techniques.

The sharp edge of the Sword-shaped Genuine Qi, the coldness of the power of Nine Underworlds ice, and the sword force that was condensed from the Martial Dao Concept that he had just comprehended.

The power of Woo Zhengyang's sword force was still shallow, and it didn't have the special technique of Moh Lunhui. It could allow his sword skill and sword force to fuse together, but this was more than enough. The Ink Night Sword Washing Arts, which combined all kinds of techniques, was something that ordinary people couldn't compare with, and the sword force was just a icing on the cake.

In the eyes of others, after Woo Zhengyang slashed down with his sword, there was nothing strange about it.

In Moh Lunhui's eyes, the world was dark, and the wind and snow were like a tide.

Frost condensed into sword shapes, dancing in the sky. Finally, they turned into ice crystal sword Qi and drew him closer. There was no way he could avoid it.

"It's the sword skill that contains a soul attack! Not bad, but to me, there's no soul attack... What's going on?!"

Moh Lunhui, who was still calm, suddenly stopped his proud words. Cold sweat broke out all over his body.

He knew that he had fallen into an illusion, but the more he knew about it, the more terrifying it was.

Although he had stepped onto the path of the Heartless Sword, Moh Lunhui had used soul attacks as his primary means of attack. It was very difficult for ordinary soul attacks to work on him, but Woo Zhengyang's sword attack... It had actually caused him to fall into an illusion, and no matter how hard he tried... * Hong Long...... *

In less than a breath's time, Moh Lunhui's body was covered with frost. The bone-piercing cold began to invade his body, and even his true qi was showing signs of freezing.

This was an illusion, but it didn't mean that it wasn't a threat. Furthermore, Moh Lunhui knew very well that this illusion that contained the power of the Nine Frozen Souls was even stronger than his own soul attack.

If he couldn't break through the illusion quickly, Moh Lunhui's soul would sink into the illusion, and then he would slowly be frozen and die...

Besides, even if Moh Lunhui's soul didn't die in the illusion, Woo Zhengyang in the outside world could easily send the sword into his body.

Closing his eyes, Moh Lunhui didn't feel the coldness around his body, nor did he think about the danger he was in. He unleashed all of his Soul Energy to defend himself, and kept slashing with all his strength with the sword in his hand.

In just a short moment, Moh Lunhui had sent out eighteen sword strikes in a row. Finally, he broke the power of Woo Zhengyang's sword strike. Without the support of his strength, the illusion disappeared along with it.

When the illusion disappeared, Moh Lunhui still had his eyes closed.

Without any hesitation, Moh Lunhui retreated, and only stopped when he reached the edge of the golden arena.

Fortunately, the golden ring's protective shield had already recovered to its original state. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would become the first person to break the golden ring's protective shield and then reap the fruits of his own actions. He would be the first person to fall off the golden ring!