Reincarnated As An Energy With A System Chapter 132
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The 1st Foundation Establishment realm woman looked in shock as her left arm was just dismembered from her shoulder. She was not the only one in shock, however. Ning was pretty surprised himself.
Even the First Elder and the 2nd Foundation Establishment realm woman looked back in shock.
'How did that happen?' was the only question that ran through everyone's mind.
'I… am I that strong?' Ning questioned. However, he wasn't stupid enough to believe that, or even believe that the spirit artifact had something to do with it.
'It definitely had to do with my technique, right? Why else would the corpse Qi split apart when I used the Radiant Holy Sw—' Ning realized the answer to his burning question.
'Holy!'
Corpse- Zombie- Undead. However he looked at it, Holy power was a perfect counter to these things. Ning smiled. He finally had a way to fight these people without making his head hurt like it was a pin cushion.
Ning lit up his sword once more and swung at the woman. The woman was terrified and immediately threw Ning into the wall near her before he could even do anything.
Ning pushed his Qi to the opposite side to soften the landing and used the wall as a launching point as he launched back towards the woman.
The woman took out her sword to stop Ning but frowned as she realized that her sword was weaker than before.
"What's going on?" she asked herself.
Ning was constantly collecting her corpse Qi and she hadn't realized it yet. The black blood flowing out of her wound had stopped as she was using Qi to block it. However, with Ning here, it was reopening.
Only then did she realize that something was wrong. 'My Corpse Qi… it's gone?' she thought as she looked at her arm. It was still blue, but not to the level as before.
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A blue wave of light appeared from her sword as she pushed Ning to the wall once again. However, this time he couldn't stop himself.
The wall fell on him, as he got trapped under rubble as well. The woman finally sighed in relief as she focused on stopping the wound, however, Ning broke out of the rubble as if nothing had happened.
"You… why are you so strong?" she couldn't tell at all. He was clearly in the 7th Qi condensation realm from his cultivation, but his attacks were really strong.
The other woman was struggling too. With no one to help her, the First Elder was easily taking care of this fight. A golden halo was lit up around the First Elder as held a bead necklace on his right hand as his left hand was in front of him doing a half prayer.
The woman would launch her attacks, but none of it landed on him. His golden halo stopped all attacks from landing on him.
"Amitabha," the man said as a burst of Qi attacked the woman in front of him. She was launched back to the walls, and he finally had some free time to look back and see how Ning was handling.
He could hear the faint buzz and smokes coming out of Ning. He had seen this before, or at least the sound. 'Ah, that's right. He can get rid of the corpse Qi,' the First Elder thought.
An attack slammed onto the First Elder's exposed back, but the golden halo easily stopped it. "Amitabha," he said as he focused back on the fight.
The one-armed woman was starting to get anxious. With each encounter, she was getting weaker, and none of her attacks were doing anything to Ning.
Ning had learned that with the normal attacks of the Radiant Holy Sword, he could cut through any of the woman's long-ranged attacks, and even if he was overpowered, with his Level 8 body cultivation, it was impossible to hurt him.
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Ning was showing equal force as when he started, but the woman was getting weaker and weaker. The woman once more sent Ning flying into the wall, however, this time she didn't wait for him to get back up.
Instead, she collected all of her remaining corpses qi, and normal Qi into her sword. Ning had barely come out of the rubble when he saw the woman prepare her attack.
He could tell that the energy behind the sword was not something he could withstand on his own. He could use the strongest attack of the Radiant Holy sword to counter her attack, but he would lose all of his Qi in the process.
The attack was just that draining. Even if he managed to block the woman's attack, he would be left to her mercy afterward.
The woman had no such thought. She was planning on killing him in a single blow. Once her attack was ready, she slashed her sword right towards Ning. Ning tried to run away, but it seemed the attack was tracking him.
BOOM
A large explosion sounded when the attack finally landed. Both the First Elder and the other woman looked back towards Ning who was caught up in the explosion.
"Finally," the one-handed woman sighed when suddenly Ning appeared right before her, with his sword high in the air, full of golden energy and slashed.
"How—" the woman didn't even finish her sentence when the sword cut her in half. Even in death, she couldn't understand how he managed to survive.
Ning's left arm was bleeding a bit, but other than that, he was fine.
The First Elder and the other woman looked in shock. Taking the opportunity of the First Elder being distracted, the woman launched a sneak attack on Ning who had his back turned to them.
Something in the rubble Ning had just been in moved towards him and stood in front of him. The attack landed on it and a huge explosion rang out.
"No!" the first elder shouted as he was caught off guard. However, as the dust settled, Ning was perfectly fine, safely protected by what was in front of him.
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