"Hahaha!" A burly man raised his spear up, its spearhead inside Wu Qi's shoulder. Even as he did that, an axe was approaching from one side, leaving a bright green trail in the air as it chopped towards Wu Qi's neck. The burly man with the spear shouted, "Put some force in your attack, brothers! This fellow has also practiced a body cultivation technique. His fleshly body is tougher than normal!"
In fact, without being reminded by the burly man, the rest of them had concluded just from the grinding sounds produced as the spearhead pierced Wu Qi's shoulder that the strength of his fleshly body was at least one hundred times stronger than ordinary cultivators. The man who had the axe in his hand clenched his jaws tightly and his eyes went wide as he exerted all his strength to thrust the axe. "No matter how tough is, there is no way he can withstand my mighty axe!" He said with a roar of laughter.
