Unparalleled Martial God

When the little girl heard Chu Yang ask for the Assassin martial spirit, she immediately cried out. Her meaning was, how can you be like this when you actually dare to ask him for such a precious thing.    

Chu Yang glared at the little girl, "I told you to speak, watch carefully while you speak, you're not allowed to speak."    

Immediately, in his consciousness, Xiao Wu became a good teacher, "Little boy, if you were saved by someone, would you be grateful to them? So grateful that there is no way to repay them?"    

The little girl nodded obediently.    

Xiao Wu was pleased with himself once again, "Then if you give me your Assassin martial spirit in return, wouldn't you feel better, wouldn't you feel that you don't owe me anything?"    

The little girl was speechless. You could have explained it this way, but it was already starting to get a little muddled.    

However, Little Five was silently cursing Chu Yang. What the heck is this, he actually dares to say that my grandpa monkey is not a thing, you are the most useless thing in the world.    

Yang Ziming was stunned. He still didn't understand Chu Yang's words, but he understood the gist of it: Chu Yang saved him, and he gave Chu Yang the assassin's martial spirit.    

"I can give it to you!"    

He wasn't the least bit conflicted. As long as he could kill the Holy Son of Golden Roc, he would sacrifice his own life. So what if he had a martial soul of his own? The person Chu Yang intended to kill the Holy Son of the Golden Roc, how could he not give it to Chu Yang?    

Even though he wasn't optimistic about Chu Yang, but because he felt that Chu Yang's strength was insufficient, he felt that he should give it to Chu Yang so that he could improve his strength.    

Yang Ziming was very straightforward, but Chu Yang was a bit embarrassed. He waved his hand and used the Seven Deadly Sword to break open Yang Ziming's binding.    

Yang Ziming then completely displayed his Assassin martial spirit in front of Chu Yang.    

When he sensed the Assassin martial spirit, Chu Yang instantly felt the world sink into darkness. There was no light at all, not a single sound.    

The assassin walked in the darkness. It was the darkness.    

With this comprehension, Chu Yang quickly saw the figure that had fused with the darkness.    

Boom!    

At this moment, the dark true essence within Chu Yang's body surged out. After that, the entire room was suddenly covered in darkness. It was so dark that one could not even see his five fingers.    

It was a good thing that in the secret room, there was a torch on the wall and an oil lamp on the table in the middle. However, the light was extremely weak and could not reflect Chu Yang's figure.    

His bloodshot eyes were filled with shock. Chu Yang was clearly right in front of him, but he couldn't feel anything. He could only sense the two animals, Li Jianlin and Zhu Yuanji.    

"He comprehended my Assassin martial spirit in an instant?!"    

Then, he heard Chu Yang mutter to himself, "Assassins are everywhere, he will always appear at unexpected places. Unexpectedly, he will make his move at unexpected times. The assassin is like a ghost, silent and formless. "    

Following Chu Yang's words in the darkness, Yang Ziming discovered that the secret room returned to its original state. However, he still could not see Chu Yang's figure.    

Chu Yang seemed to have become invisible, and his primeval essence played a crucial role.    

"Assassins don't only live for the stench of copper. They don't walk in the dark with blood all over their bodies. If it's just for this, at most, they are just cold-blooded assassins."    

Chu Yang was nowhere to be seen, only the sound of his voice.    

Yang Ziming's heart trembled once again. He was listening to Chu Yang, this teacher, as if he was explaining the Assassin martial spirit to him.    

"He did it on purpose!"    

Yang Ziming immediately understood at this moment.    

At the same time, he also suddenly realized that the assassin martial spirit had been in his hands for more than ten years, like a bright pearl covered in dust, abandoned and ignored.    

He had never thoroughly understood the extraordinary aspects of his martial soul. At this moment, his martial soul released a dazzling light.    

"Entering the Wolf State and becoming a man with the ambition to survive, brave!"    

"If you don't succeed, then die! Absolutely!"    

"Women do things for themselves, while warriors die for their friends. They do things with dignity, and they do things with loyalty."    

Assassins were at least fearless, had the courage to face everything, was willing to sacrifice their own lives, and was extremely loyal.    

"The wind blows and the water turns cold. A brave warrior will never return once he goes to the west!"    

Following Chu Yang's chant, his figure slowly appeared in front of Yang Ziming.    

While Yang Ziming was still in shock, in Chu Yang's mind, he saw the peerless strike of an ancient assassin from the Assassin Martial Spirit.    

This strike was the way of an unparalleled assassin. One hit kill, one kill. All the essence energy was integrated into this strike, turning into a white rainbow that pierced the sun, causing blood to splash out in all five steps!    

Swish!    

In Chu Yang's mind, he saw an assassin silently stab out with a sword.    

This sword had no sound, no fluctuation, and even its aura had disappeared. The assassin's entire body had completely vanished, as if the void had been shattered, as if he had ascended into a world of darkness.    

No one could describe how fast this sword strike was. It was crafty and peerless.    

This was the ultimate move. It was fearless and fearless, unstoppable and unstoppable. Space and time seemed to be backing down, even helping out.    

Chu Yang felt that if he comprehended such a sword, there would be no one in this world that he could not kill …