Facing Zhang Qingde's threats and inducements, Jiang Feng showed no fear. He stood proudly on the spot like a god of war, looking down at him from above and laughing loudly, "Hahahahahaha... Old man, are you afraid of my power? Today, I will stand here firmly. If you have the guts, just come over and take me back to your broken sect and see!"

Hearing Jiang Feng's merciless mockery, Zhang Qingde felt a sudden sense of shame. Hearing the laughter and laughter of the surrounding demonic beasts, his rage intensified, and his spiritual energy suddenly erupted like a volcanic eruption. Then, Zhang Qingde formed hand seals with lightning speed, muttering a continuous stream of obscure incantations. With the successful execution of the final incantation, a terrifying, heart-pounding energy surge instantly permeated the entire arena.

He shouted: "Flood the Golden Mountain!" In an instant, the surrounding water vapor gathered crazily, turning into a vast ocean and rushing towards Jiang Feng. The sea surface rolled up huge waves thousands of feet high, as if to swallow everything. At the same time, thousands of arrows made of icy air appeared on the huge waves, attacking Jiang Feng as fast as lightning.

Jiang Feng showed no fear. His footwork changed, and he rushed into the sky like a stream of light. He tightly grasped the Nine Dragon Sword with both hands, continuously injecting spiritual energy into it. At the same time, the Chaos Yuanying in his Dantian opened its mouth, and a stream of pure chaotic energy was also transmitted to the sword!

“Dharma-like Heaven and Earth—Purple Air Comes from the East!!!”

Slash the huge waves with a sword