Asura Martial System

"Bloody Eye, activate!"    

"{Cardiac Network, activate!}"    

"[Wraith Bound]"    

A crazy fighting intention burst out from Zhao Xin's eyes. Profound Qi gushed out from his eyes, and a strange expression appeared on his face. Evil Ghost Bind was attached to his body, and the power of the Cardiac Network was unleashed to its limit.    

The speed of the iron fist was slightly slower.    

Buzz ~ ~    

The vast Profound Qi produced an ear-piercing buzzing sound. Even though the Cardiac Network and Ratchet Eye were fully activated, they still couldn't dodge the iron fist.    

"Damn it!"    

"Azure Dragon Bloodline! '"    

"Give it to me!"    

Zhao Xin pointed his sword towards the sky and shouted out in anger. In an instant, an azure dragon broke through the sky and landed above Zhao Xin's head. The domain of the Puppet Law was instantly crushed by the azure dragon.    

"Phantom Step, Shadow King Flash!"    

The Shadow King Flash and Shadow King Slash were different. The former was to defend against the latter, while the latter was to attack.    

Zhao Xin's figure flashed, barely avoiding the gap between the two iron fists.    

Bang!    

The fist wind burst out, destroying more than a dozen houses in an instant, turning them into ruins. A wave of residual energy wreaked havoc within a radius of a thousand meters, causing dust to rise into the sky.    

Wu Qinghe's eyes were fixed on the rolling dust. Apparently, the attack of the iron sheet dummies had missed its target.    

In the dust, the iron sheet dummies were still fighting, and only faint sparks could be seen.    

"Dammit! How can a Fifth Level of The Spirit Profound Realm bastard be so strong?"    

The old man behind him said, "Should we leave him alive? I'm afraid that the dummies made by such a genius are even stronger than your dummies."    

"Hehe, I think so too."    

Wu Qinghe let out a sinister laugh, then his gaze returned to the dust.    

The dust slowly dispersed, revealing Zhao Xin's sorry figure.    

On the other hand, Wu Qinghe's facial expression changed drastically. When he saw the heads of the two dummies being twisted off by Zhao Xin, his face turned pale and he was shocked.    

Zhao Xin was breathing heavily. The two iron dummies had turned into a pile of scrap metal and were lying on the side. Zhao Xin's black hair was in a mess. The evil ghost had collapsed and turned into a silver light as it retreated. There were a few fist marks on his body. Clearly, he had taken a few punches from the iron dummies.    

However...    

However, the last thing he did was to kill the iron dummies in the dust!    

The dust had completely dispersed. Zhao Xin stood in the ruins and raised his head to look at the two of them. The corner of his mouth contained an unrestrained sneer.    

"Hehe, I told you that you don't have the strength to do so."    

Although he appeared calm on the surface, Zhao Xin's heart was filled with an unprecedented vigilance because the Heavenly Passage Stage Expert had yet to appear!    

As long as the nail in the meat was not removed, this battle would not be over.    

If he did not break through to the God Creation Stage, he would not have any chance of winning against the Heavenly Passage Stage Expert.    

He was wild and arrogant, and he had encountered many extraordinary situations. However, he wasn't arrogant enough to be a match for the Heavenly Passage Stage Expert.    

Wu Qinghe held back the anger in his heart and said, "Little brother, I have no idea what Hai Yuan has to do with you. However, as long as you are willing to submit to me, give me the Qilin Thorn. I'm willing to teach you the Immortal Puppet Art and make you the Kirin Clan's Great Elder. I will also give you two five-star combat puppets, how about that? "    

Lend him over?    

Zhao Xin looked at Wu Qinghe with a puzzled expression. Could it be that after crippling both of Wu Qinghe's puppets, Wu Qinghe wasn't angry, but wanted to rope him in instead?    

"How is that possible? Wu Qinghe is a shrewd man with no sense of tolerance. Even the puppets were refined by living people. How could such a savage man admit defeat so easily?"    

Zhao Xin immediately rejected Wu Qinghe's idea. If he couldn't get the five star dummies, he would be turned into a dummies instead. That would be a huge loss for him.    

However, he had no choice but to defend against the Heavenly Passage Stage Expert.    

After hearing Wu Qinghe's words, Zhao Xin pursed his thin red lips and said, "You think too highly of me. In my eyes, there are no benefits. If you offend me, you will die!"    

As his voice fell, Zhao Xin held the Black Iron Sword in his hand and rushed towards Wu Qinghe.    

"If you refuse a toast, you will have to accept a forfeit. I will let you become a member of my puppet army."    

Wu Qinghe's facial expression changed drastically. Both of his palms struck the ground. In an instant, a spiritual light flashed, and 50 iron puppets that looked exactly the same as before appeared around him.    

Boom! Boom!    

The fifty iron puppets crazily rushed towards Zhao Xin, and submerged him in the blink of an eye.    

"You bastard! How dare you oppose me?! You're courting death!"    

Wu Qinghe looked at them coldly and sneered disdainfully.    

Bang!    

All of a sudden, a loud sound exploded in the group of dummies.    

In an instant, Wu Qinghe and the old man behind him froze.    

One of the dummies was sent flying into the air, followed by a flurry of sword beams. The sharp Sword Qi formed a domain of Stellar Energy, and within the domain, the Law of Death was attached to it.    

Under the domain of Stellar Energy, the ground trembled, and gravel flew in all directions.    

"The tenth style of the Solitary Nine Swords - Formation Breaking Style!"    

As the sound faded, the void cracked, and the heavens and earth dimmed. A wave of Sword Qi swept through the Stellar Energy domain. The fifty metal puppets were instantly torn apart, and the refined corpses within the metal sheet were also cut into several pieces. However, this could be considered a form of relief for them.    

No one remembered who they were. They only relied on the memories in their bodies to fight and become Wu Qinghe's henchmen.    

The vast Sword Qi soared into the sky. The Formation Breaking Style was not a skill from the Solitary Nine Swords, but something he created himself. It was specially used to deal with a large number of troublesome enemies.    

Fifty dummies were destroyed in the blink of an eye. This scene shocked Wu Qinghe and the old man behind him.    

Buzz ~    

The residual sword buzzed slightly. Zhao Xin turned his wrist and put the sword back into its sheath.    

Zhao Xin's eyes were as vicious as a hawk's. He raised his head and looked at Wu Qinghe. He shouted angrily in a deep voice, "Hand over your life!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xin's body rushed out. He put away the Black Iron Sword and called out the Silver Dragon Blade. The formation breaking technique consumed too much energy, causing him to be unable to use the Black Iron Sword after using the formation breaking technique.    

The Silver Dragon Blade was only a two-star Immortal Apparatus, and its rank was slightly lower. In the current battle, other than being haunted by evil spirits, it was very difficult for it to play a decisive role. However, although the Silver Dragon Blade had only evolved to a two-star Immortal Qi, its hardness could not even be broken by an Immortal Qi of a higher grade or higher.    

Wu Qinghe's face turned ashen when he saw Zhao Xin charging towards him. He only knew how to refine puppets, so he knew nothing about the path of martial arts. Zhao Xin had killed fifty puppets with great strength, eliminating all of his trump cards.    

He was now a commander without any army. There was no way he could fight Zhao Xin.    

"No, no."    

"Yan, save me."    

Wu Qinghe hid behind the old man and begged.    

The old man's body turned into a young man's figure. He looked at Zhao Xin who was rushing towards him and shouted in a deep voice, "Fifth Level of The Spirit Profound Realm, don't be presumptuous!"    

Clang!    

Before his voice had even faded, a silver spear flashed past, and a human head rolled down. Blood splashed in all directions, and it splashed all over Wu Qinghe's body.    

Ding!    

Congratulations to the host for killing God Sculpting Level 3!    

Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Fragment of Deity.    

Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Disguise Technique. Do you wish to cultivate it?    

"Disguise Technique?"    

"Open it and take a look."    

Skill name: Appearance-Changing Technique    

Skill Level: Third Level    

Skill Description: The host can change into anyone's appearance, including their aura and strength. However, the target of the disguise has to have physical contact with the host.    

"F * ck, that's awesome. No wonder he disguised himself as Hai Yuan. No one in the Kirin Clan is suspicious of him. He can even disguise his aura and strength."    

"This must be cultivated."    

Ding!    

Congratulations to the host for cultivating the disguising technique.    

After Yan He was killed, Wu Qinghe was completely panicked and terrified to the extreme.    

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio