As the most outstanding disciple of the Tianxing Sect, Zhang Jie has always enjoyed the highest quality training resources. He has never been in real danger and is well protected within the sect!

At this moment, he looked like a descending god of war, tightly gripping the gleaming immortal sword in his hand. He exuded an unparalleled air of confidence, as if he were already on top of the world. He took steady and powerful steps, slowly approaching Jiang Feng, a creepy, evil smile plastered on his cold face, sending shudders down his spine.

Suddenly, his feet danced like a whirlwind, and he rushed towards Jiang Feng as fast as a flash of lightning. At the same time, the immortal sword in his hand was swung out, bringing with it a sharp gust of wind.

Faced with such a swift attack, Jiang Feng merely snorted coldly, fearlessly raising his longsword to meet the blow. In an instant, the two figures intersected and collided in mid-air, swords flashing like fireworks. Their fierce battle stretched from the ground to mid-air, leaving a continuous trail of sword shadows wherever they passed, interweaving into an impenetrable web that made it impossible to discern the battle.

As time went on, Jiang Feng gradually felt the pressure from his opponent grow heavier. This opponent, Zhang Jie, was clearly far more powerful than the Liu Jian he had encountered previously. At that moment, Zhang Jie suddenly erupted with a deafening roar: "Starlight!" Immediately, countless dazzling sword shadows instantly materialized, each imbued with terrifying starlight power, slashing down towards Jiang Feng's head.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng's heart sank, and he cried out, "Not good!" He quickly unleashed his most proficient Qingyun Jue, exerting all his strength to try to dodge the fatal blow with extreme speed. However, Zhang Jie's move was too fierce and dense. Although Jiang Feng's Qingfeng Sword struggled to break through some of the sword shadows, several of the extremely sharp sword energy still hit his body firmly.

After suffering a heavy blow, Jiang Feng's body fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string. There was a loud "boom" and a huge deep pit was smashed into the ground. Smoke and dust filled the air, covering the sky and the sun.

Zhang Jie didn't give Jiang Feng any chance to breathe, and once again slashed at Jiang Feng with the power of starlight. At the same time, Zhang Jie muttered something, and a burst of green light fell from the sky, shining directly on Jiang Feng.

At that moment, Jiang Feng suddenly felt an unbearable pressure, as if the whole world had collapsed at this moment, and he became the only survivor in the ruins. The heaviness was like a towering mountain pressing down on his body, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

After some investigation, Jiang Feng finally discovered that this terrifying pressure was actually coming from the Tianxing Sect's secret starlight technique—"Meteorite Pressure." Facing such a powerful enemy, Jiang Feng showed no sign of retreat. His eyes grew increasingly stern, like frost in the cold winter, chilling one to the bone. Then, with astonishing speed, he began to form hand seals, and a deafening roar erupted from his mouth: "Fire Dragon Destroys the Sky!"

As this roar rang out, a blazing dragon of fire suddenly roared out from Jiang Feng's hand, swooping down towards Zhang Jie with its fangs and claws bared. This dragon of fire emanated a blazing heat and an endless aura of destruction, burning and distorting even the air wherever it passed.

Yet, facing this ferocious attack, Zhang Jie remained remarkably calm and composed. A slight sneer of disdain curled his lips as he sneered, "You think you can break my sword with just this little trick? You're just dreaming!" As he spoke, he swiftly manipulated the sword in his hand, causing it to emit a dazzling light, gleaming like the brightest star in the night sky.

The next moment, the immortal sword transformed into countless sharp sword shadows, interweaving in the air to form an impenetrable light curtain, firmly guarding Zhang Jie. At the same time, the thousands of sword shadows that had originally been suspended in the air once again slashed towards Jiang Feng like a torrential rain, each sword shadow containing a powerful force that could split mountains and crack rocks.

Seeing the dire situation, Jiang Feng knew conventional means were no longer sufficient. Thus, he decisively deployed his unique skill—Soul Attack. The Chaos Infant within him instantly erupted with a powerful surge of Chaos Energy, and this mysterious power continuously converged into his eyes.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light shone from Jiang Feng's eyes, shooting straight towards Zhang Jie. This golden light moved with lightning speed, reaching Zhang Jie in the blink of an eye. Caught off guard, Zhang Jie froze in place, completely unable to move.

Taking advantage of this perfect opportunity, Jiang Feng flashed without hesitation, transforming into a streak of light and swiftly escaping the dangerous attack range. Although he had successfully escaped the predicament, he knew in his heart that this fierce battle had just begun...

After a moment, Zhang Jie regained consciousness and was shocked: This secret technique is indeed terrifying. I have all five senses, but I cannot control my body.

Although Jiang Feng had dodged the fatal blow, his entire body was already bleeding from the sword's slashing energy. Fortunately, the Chaos Energy helped him withstand many of the attacks. Jiang Feng didn't hesitate to take the elixir immediately to recover from his injuries and spiritual power.

At that moment, Zhang Jie suddenly leaped up, soaring into the sky like a bolt of lightning. He stood firmly in the air, looking down at Jiang Feng below, and let out a deafening roar: "Jiang Feng, you only have two choices before you! One is to submit to me obediently, and the other is to wait for death!"

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