120: It seems that magic weapons are still more powerful.

"Perfect, I also want to experience the Body Refining techniques of the Wuji Sect."

Facing the fist force wrapped in violent winds, Su Ling's brows twitched slightly as he flicked his wrist to put away the thunder shadow sword.

In an instant, the veins on his body bulged, and streaks of silver-blue thunder patterns moved like living things. His hands were further enveloped by condensed azure thunder, with crackling electricity tearing through the air.

The sound of Rushing Thunder Steps suddenly rang out beneath his feet, and his figure turned into a blurry azure shadow, shooting towards Li Hanchuan almost instantly.

"Boom—!"

The giant ape fist shadow and the Azure Heaven Thunder Gathering Hand collided violently.

"You actually..."

Li Hanchuan's pupils shrank sharply as he stared incredulously at the calm young Cultivator before him.

The moment their fist and palm met, their figures remained as still as if they were nailed to the spot.

Crimson blood Qi and azure-blue lightning clashed wildly, and the airwaves exploded in all directions, blowing away all the mud, weeds, and low shrubs within a radius of dozens of feet, making the ground sink several inches.

He never expected that this Cultivator, dubbed the "Azure Thunder Demonic Cultivator," would have a Physical Body so powerful.

The Shenwu Imperial Dynasty had always emphasized slaughter on the battlefield, and the soldiers under its command were mostly famous for their powerful Physical Bodies, with their fist and foot strength often comparable to the strikes of Magic Treasures.

But this Azure Thunder Demonic Cultivator before him, relying solely on his Physical Body augmented by the power of thunder, was actually going head-to-head with him, a Peak Core Formation Stage expert, without being at a disadvantage at all!

"I also know a thing or two about Body Refining techniques..."

A faint smile played on Su Ling's lips, and his figure suddenly moved, "After all, thunder arts are the best aid for Body Refining."

Before his voice faded, he had already launched a close-quarters combat with his thunder movement technique, using the Eight Forms of the Azure Dragon in succession.

Every move and every form was enveloped in the deafening sound of thunder. Faintly, an azure Dragon shadow circled and roared around him.

This was a fist style he had accidentally evolved by using Azure Sky thunder power to drive the fighting techniques from his past life.

It wasn't very suitable for ordinary enemies, but it was extremely appropriate for fighting Li Hanchuan now.

Su Ling's blood Qi wasn't as vast as Li Hanchuan's, but the overbearing power of thunder happened to make up for this slight gap.

Their figures were like sparks and flint, fighting inextricably as fists and palms flew.

Li Hanchuan had battle armor for protection and the giant ape phantom assisting him, making his fist strength increasingly fierce.

Su Ling used the Huan Yu Robe and the Azure Patterned Thunder Armor to build a solid defense. Every move of the Eight Forms of the Azure Dragon pointed directly at vital points, and the Azure Sky thunder was like a maggot on a bone, constantly eroding the opponent's body.

After a moment, Li Hanchuan's heart gradually sank.

As the battle continued, more and more foreign thunder power accumulated in his body, and his originally smooth-running blood Qi began to experience sluggishness and stuttering.

"Heh!"

Taking advantage of the recoil from a head-on collision, the two of them flew backward at the same time.

Li Hanchuan forcibly stabilized his figure, a red light flashed in his palm, and a dark red long staff suddenly appeared.

The giant ape phantom beside him also raised its arms in sync, and a phantom identical to the long staff instantly condensed.

"Army Breaker Form!"

His eyes were crimson, the red light surged, and a huge staff shadow about a zhang thick, carrying the momentum of a mountain pressing down, smashed down violently.

The sharp staff force instantly enveloped the area of dozens of feet around Su Ling. The majestic pressure made it difficult for Su Ling to even perform the Rushing Thunder Steps, and his room for maneuver was tightly locked.

Although the attack range of a Body Cultivator was not as wide as that of a Spell Cultivator, in terms of close-quarters slaughter and short-term outbursts, they were indeed more violent than most Spell Cultivators.

And the most prominent feature of Li Hanchuan's long staff Magic Treasure was its weight!

When the staff smashed down, its power was like a landslide.

"Clang—!"

The piercing sound of metal clashing made the air tremble, and the surrounding ground cracked together, mud and dead branches and leaves were instantly crushed into powder.

Amidst the dust, Li Hanchuan's backward-flying figure suddenly accelerated, fleeing madly into the distance.

As a Thousand-man Commander of the Wuwei Battalion, he was never a brainless soldier who only knew how to act recklessly.

Facing an enemy whose strength far exceeded his own, preserving strength and seeking another opportunity was the best strategy.

His previous bravery was merely a setup for his escape now.

"Crack!"

But in the dust, the sound of thunder suddenly exploded.

Two streaks of azure thunder light flashed past like meteors. The Azure Sky Thunder Finger and the thunder fang shadow splitting sword were activated simultaneously!

In an instant, they reached behind Li Hanchuan.

In his haste, Li Hanchuan swung his staff to block the thunder finger beam but failed to dodge the thunder shadow sword.

The sword light flashed, directly piercing the neck where the battle armor's protection was weakest, and blood instantly gushed out.

Li Hanchuan's fleeing figure suddenly froze and crashed heavily into the swamp, splashing a large amount of mud and dragging a bloodstain several zhang long on the ground.

When Su Ling's figure appeared beside him, a communication jade talisman had already turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the horizon.

"It seems Magic Treasures are still a bit more powerful..."

Su Ling sighed softly, flipped his wrist, and the ten thousand souls banner unfurled in the wind. Amidst the flickering black light, he collected all the struggling remnant souls of Li Hanchuan and the other six.

Before this, he had been hovering around the resource points in the buffer zone a thousand miles away, ambushing and assassinating Cultivator squads from the Wuji Sect and the Wuyun Sect.

The harvest was indeed bountiful.

Not to mention those Magic Treasures and Spirit Stones, the merit points alone had accumulated to 120,000.

Unfortunately, killing enemy Cultivators did not allow him to obtain the points they carried.

Otherwise, Su Ling's points right now might have been close to a million.

But as the number of his attacks increased, the strength of the Cultivators from the two sects he encountered became stronger and stronger.

These seven people, including Li Hanchuan, were already the team most suitable for a quick battle in the past week.

Now that the communication jade talisman had escaped, his whereabouts and strength were exposed again, and it might attract nearby Nascent Soul Cultivators.

"It's time to go back and properly digest these gains."

Su Ling put away the ten thousand souls banner and quickly identified the direction.

Then he activated the Turtle Breath Technique and the invisibility talisman. His figure instantly merged into the surroundings and he quietly left... "Senior Sister Liu is truly fierce! In just half a year, her points have shot up to 500,000!"

"Senior Brother Wu isn't bad either. He's only 10,000 behind Senior Sister Liu, keeping a very close pace!"

"It's a pity about Senior Brother Lu. After advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, he focused entirely on consolidating his cultivation and hasn't really gone out to accumulate points. He only has over 100,000 now."

"What's there to fear? With Senior Brother Lu's strength, if he really wanted to catch up, wouldn't it be easy for him to overtake those Senior Brothers and Sisters?"

"That's not necessarily true... The further it goes, those who can remain are either true elites or old foxes who are experts in the way of survival, hiding in Formations and not coming out. It'll be hard to farm points as easily as before!"

"Hey, you guys are only talking about the direct Disciples of the Azure Wave Sect. Haven't you noticed that the points of a few Loose Cultivators are also terrifying?"

"Exactly! That guy named Luo Xuanxiao is truly the Prodigy of this generation of the Luo Family from Zixiao Island. He already has 70,000 points, higher than many direct Disciples of the Azure Wave Sect!"

"And Wen Qingzhu, the true Disciple of the Fentian Sect from Danxia Island, also has 60,000 points, he's definitely an outstanding one!"

"Both of them are at the Peak Core Formation Stage. Being able to accumulate so many points is already very impressive."

"The most ridiculous one is that 'Han Yu'! He's only at the Early Core Formation Stage. How can he have 120,000 points? This is just too unreasonable!"

"Could he be a scion of some big Family, relying on harvesting heads to farm points?"

"Don't talk nonsense! This is a National War. One wrong step could lead to death. Where would you find so many heads to harvest at will?"

"Hehe, what if a newly promoted Nascent Soul Cultivator is leading him? Maybe an elder is protecting him!"

"Don't say it, you really shouldn't say it, but there really is such a possibility!"

"Hiss—being an Immortal Second Generation is so nice, the starting point is higher than others!"

In the core city of the Bitao Faction, a huge Formation light screen stood in the center of the square.

The light screen densely listed the names, cultivation Realms, and real-time point rankings of the faction's Cultivators.

This attracted many Cultivators to gather around, discussing it one after another.

Sometimes, someone's points would suddenly jump, and their rank would quickly rise.

But more often, names would gradually dim and finally disappear completely.

This meant that the Cultivator had already perished in the National War and had completely withdrawn from this slaughter.