Time flies like an arrow, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.
That morning, Qin Feiyang's arm suddenly trembled, and the fifth stroke of the Killing Art burst out with a brilliant light.
Boom!
At the same time.
His whole aura surged up like a volcanic eruption, soaring crazily.
In less than Three Star, his cultivation broke through to Eight-star War Ancestor!
At the same moment.
Yan Wei also opened his eyes, looking at Qin Feiyang's back, full of doubt and surprise.
That 'kill' word could actually enhance Qin Feiyang's cultivation. Isn't this too absurd?
"Phew!"
Qin Feiyang exhaled a long breath, restrained his aura, and looked at the Killing Art.
The Killing Art has a total of six strokes, and now it's just the last stroke left, perfectly allowing him to break through to Nine-Star War Ancestor.
However.
It took him half a year just to trace the fifth stroke.
Then won't the sixth stroke take even longer?
Half a year!
