Fiendish Abyss.
Fiendish winds blew here all year round. Ordinary Saints would be torn apart by the fiendish winds if they got close.
Yang Wu and Unknown God were heading toward the abyss when they were attacked by the powerful fiendish winds.
No matter who it was, they would be shocked when they were attacked by the fiendish winds. Yang Wu was not afraid. Instead, he looked forward to it. Unknown God was stunned.
Yang Wu still did not use the Holy Armor. He used his body to block the fiendish winds. The fiendish winds were like blades cutting his body. The fiendish winds were much stronger than before. Even a mid-level Saint would not be able to withstand them.
But the fiendish winds only left shallow wounds on Yang Wu's body. They did not even break his skin. There was not even a drop of blood.
Unknown Monk, who was using the Golden Bell Shield, saw this. His mouth was wide open. "What … What kind of Holy Body is this? Why is it so sick?"
"Not enough, come at me more fiercely." Yang Wu shouted in surprise, and actually took the initiative to guide the chaotic Baleful Wind Force to attack him.
The fiendish winds seemed to be enraged. They madly rushed toward Yang Wu.
Ding! Ding!
Ding! Yang Wu's body was like a top Holy Body. Even a top Holy Weapon could not hurt him. The fiendish winds looked fierce, but they could not do much damage to him.
Yang Wu raised his hand and smashed the Fiendish Wind Blades into pieces. With a dissatisfied look, he said, "Can this be considered a dangerous place? So weak. "
Then, he rushed down into the abyss.
He felt that the fiendish winds were stronger and the fiendish winds were stronger. He hoped they could give him some pressure.
Now, Yang Wu wanted to train his strongest body. He wanted more pressure from the outside world. He wanted to dig out the limits of his body.
Only in this way could he draw upon more power of the stars to temper his body.
Every part of his body was incomparably tough. If he wanted to squeeze out more space to refine the star energy, he would have to rely on external forces to temper his body faster.
Little Hei had also said that the human body's potential was limitless. When one thought that they had reached their limits, they had only encountered some bottlenecks. Only by breaking through these bottlenecks would one be able to unlock another level of potential.
The more potential one could tap into, the more abnormal one's physique would be, and the more powerful one's combat strength would be.
After Yang Wu rushed down, many baleful auras invaded his body. The Supreme Nine Profound Arts absorbed them one by one into his Dantian and refined them into pure energy. They were not much of a threat to him at all.
Yang Wu's eyes locked onto a storm zone. It was the place where the wind was the densest. Even high-level Saints didn't dare to get close to it. The wind was still sweeping up a large number of bones and stones. Under the power of the wind blades, everything was turned into powder.
Yang Wu rushed in without hesitation. His body was finally injured. Wind blades tore at his skin and flesh, and the fiendish aura entered his body and corroded it.
Hiss!
Yang Wu sucked in a breath of cold air. He used the celestial art to draw in star power to refine his body. The combination of the wind and star power caused even more pain. It was really not something that just anyone could endure.
The celestial qi in Yang Wu's body flowed, continuously healing his injuries. He endured the pain with his strong willpower and cultivated.
This was definitely an inhumane way of cultivation. Only Yang Wu dared to do this.
Injury.
Repair.
Injury.
Repair.
…
This repeated endlessly. The conversion of star power became faster and faster, and the toughness of his body gradually increased.
Not far away, someone saw Yang Wu's self-torture and couldn't help but exclaim, "Freak, what a freak!"
He cultivated the most mysterious Buddhist "tendon metamorphosis", but even he didn't dare to endure the brutal attacks of the wind blades like Yang Wu.
At this moment, an angry roar rang out. An even more majestic storm rushed in Yang Wu's direction.
The monk's eyes jumped, and he immediately cried out, "Benefactor Yang Wu, run! It's a Wind Beast!"
Wind Beasts were creatures that lived in the Fiendish Abyss. Their bodies were huge, and their bodies were like worms. They had large mouths, and their breaths were filled with fiendish aura. They had the innate ability to "summon the wind."
This was a saint-level Wind Beast. Even if it was only a high-ranking saint, in this abyss, it could explode with battle prowess comparable to that of a top-level saint.
Encountering a Wind Fiend fierce beast here was an extremely dangerous matter.
Yang Wu was also aware of the existence of the Ferocious Wind Beast. He exclaimed excitedly, "Just in time."
He didn't care about the injuries on his body and rushed towards the Wind Fiend Beast.
Wind God's Kick!
Yang Wu's legs kicked towards the Ferocious Wind Beast.
The Wind God's Kick was most suitable for fighting in this kind of place where the wind was extremely strong. The tornado he kicked out also had a very strong amplification power. It rushed towards the Wind Beast.
The two storm forces collided, causing an earth-shattering explosion.
Yang Wu's battle prowess was fierce to begin with. He didn't show any mercy when facing the Wind Beast. He broke through the layers of wind blades and furiously kicked at the Wind Beast.
The Ferocious Wind Beast's body was huge, but its body was incomparably light. When it flashed, it was extremely fast. When it dodged Yang Wu's attack, it twisted its body, causing an even more terrifying Ferocious Wind Blade to charge towards Yang Wu.
Yang Wu forcibly broke through these Wind Fiend Blades, and angrily kicked the body of the Wind Fiend Ominous Beast.
Bang bang!
The Wind Beast was kicked away by Yang Wu, and blood splattered everywhere.
Just as Yang Wu was about to give chase, he once again heard a series of angry roars, and waves of Baleful Wind Force swept towards him from all directions.
A large number of Wind Beasts appeared.
Unbeknownst to him, the monk was also attacked by the Wind Fiend ferocious beasts, forcing him to fight back.
"Benefactor Yang Wu, run quickly. There are too many of these big guys." Unknown Monk called out to Yang Wu.
Yang Wu acted as if he didn't hear Unknown Monk's call. Not only did he not retreat, but he also rushed towards the Wind Beasts.
"I'll use you guys as an example." Yang Wu murmured.
Blackie had forced him into this dangerous place to cultivate in the hope that he would be able to burst forth with a stronger fighting strength in this dangerous place. He also thought so. The large number of Ferocious Wind Beasts that appeared here was just a stumbling block in his training.
Yang Wu only used the Wind God's Legs to fight the Wind Beasts. He didn't use any other talents or battle skills. The Wind God's Legs was the best battle talent here.
Yang Wu's legs used the wind to constantly dodge and move. His legs continuously kicked, causing a storm, like a wind dragon, with amazing power.
There were nearly a hundred Wind Beasts, and most of them were at the Saint Realm. It was really scary. If they all attacked at the same time, even a top-tier Saint would die.
Because of this, the Fiendish Abyss was a place where no living creature could get close.
Yang Wu appeared at the side of a Wind Demon beast. His foot technique was like a sharp blade as he kicked the Wind Demon beast's abdomen. A powerful Qi entered the body of the Wind Demon beast and instantly destroyed its internal organs, killing it on the spot.
He didn't stop. His body flashed again and appeared behind two other Wind Beasts. A series of kicks fell on them like rain, completely destroying their bodies.
Yang Wu continued to kill the Wind Beasts. At the same time, he was also attacked by powerful Wind Beasts. Cracks appeared on his body, and blood seeped out.
No matter how strong his body was, he would still be injured in the face of so many attacks.
Under the stimulation of the pain, Yang Wu looked at the Wind Blades around him. Light flashed, and the power of his kicks changed inexplicably.
He began to imitate these Wind Blades. Every one of them contained a very strong destructive power. If he could kick out the same Wind Blades, the lethality would be greatly increased.
Yang Wu used the Wind Beasts as training targets. He carefully observed how they controlled the Wind Blades. He found that they were born with the power of wind. They could easily control the Fiendish Qi into Wind Blades and kill in all directions.
"My Wind God's Kick also contains the power of wind. I need to borrow the power of wind to form Wind Blades." Yang Wu thought to himself.
He kept imitating the power of the wind blades and was completely immersed in the state of cultivation. The wind beasts around him were chasing after him, but he didn't care at all. He kicked out again and again, and the soul in the Divine Court was also sensing the changes here. His feet kicked faster and faster, and finally, the power of wind blades condensed into form.
Wind God's Kick, Wind Blade Storm.
Yang Wu poured all his power into his legs and activated his talent. His body spun rapidly and attracted the wind in all directions. Countless leg shadows appeared, forming a terrifying Wind Blade Storm.
Boom! Boom!
The wind blades created by Yang Wu were like wind dragons carrying sharp blades as they wreaked havoc in the area. One by one, the Ferocious Wind Beasts were turned into pools of blood by the force of his legs.
These Wind Beasts were torn apart by the talent they were best at. They died unwillingly.
Wu Yi, who had retreated to the top, saw this scene and opened his mouth wide. "Ah … Amitabha. Benefactor Yang Wu's comprehension is too powerful. In such a dangerous place, he can still comprehend a killing move. I don't know which side cultivated such a freak."
Wu Yi had always been called the strongest prodigy by the Shaolin Temple in 10,000 years. He was also in the top ten of the last Heavenly Dragon List. Now, he found that Yang Wu's talent was not inferior to his. It was even uncertain who would win if the two of them fought.
Yang Wu had killed nearly a hundred Wind Fiend Beasts in a single move, clearing out all the threats in the vicinity. He took a deep breath, and a happy smile appeared on his face. "I finally comprehended a new move. It really wasn't easy."
After he comprehended "Demon Slayer" and "Martial God's Fist," he created "Wind Blade Storm." His self-created combat skills were the most suitable for him.
After Yang Wu killed these Wind Beasts, he continued to head down the abyss.
The dense Evil Qi here was becoming more and more threatening to him. The pain was getting stronger. It was like the pain of being skinned and pulled out. It was not any less than the pain of being struck by lightning. If he didn't have an immortal body, he wouldn't be able to withstand such abnormal torment.
He finally landed in the abyss and found that there were Wind Blades here. A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
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