Zhang Qingde was startled by Jiang Feng's ferocious attack. Not daring to delay, he quickly deployed his most powerful weapon to defend himself. His hands formed complex hand seals as quickly as a phantom. As he moved, a dazzling light suddenly erupted from in front of him, condensing into an immense shield in the blink of an eye.

The entire shield was flashing with mysterious runes, which flowed rapidly on the shield like nimble fish. Every flow emitted a heart-pounding and powerful energy fluctuation, as if it possessed endless defensive power.

However, despite the shield's apparent indestructibility, Jiang Feng's attack was far too fierce and overbearing. His mighty Sky-Splitting Fist, carrying the force of a devastating blow, slammed into the shield, instantly shattering some of the runes, which then dissipated into tiny specks of starlight in the air.

At this moment, the Nine Dragon Sword in Jiang Feng's hand also streaked through the sky like a flash of lightning, stabbing straight at Zhang Qingde. Faced with this sudden and fatal blow, Zhang Qingde made a quick decision and without hesitation used the teleportation technique. With a flash of his body, he barely avoided the fatal sword.

Even so, he still couldn't completely avoid the strong wind from Jiang Feng's fist. The wind whistled past and scraped heavily against his body, causing him to groan, and a streak of bright red blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Qingde wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, clenching his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with anger and ferocity. He secretly groaned inwardly. He was a cultivator in the Fusion Stage, and yet he was actually injured by a mere Spiritualization Stage cultivator. If this matter were to spread, wouldn't he become a laughing stock? How could he stand in the sect in the future?

In reality, although Zhang Qingde had reached the Fusion Stage, his talent was truly mediocre. He had volunteered to take on the mission to capture Jiang Feng. He had originally thought that if he could successfully complete this mission, he would gain a certain status within the sect and thus secure more valuable cultivation resources.

What he never expected was that the opponent he was going to face, Jiang Feng, actually possessed two divine-level spells, and he also possessed the legendary Chaos Holy Body, and his strength was extremely terrifying.

At this time, Zhang Qingde took out a black iron rod with a mist of air wrapped around it. This was his top-grade treasure - the Jinxuan Iron Rod.

Zhang Qingde's eyes widened, his spiritual energy surging like a raging torrent. A frighteningly powerful aura emanated from him, and his aura suddenly surged. He glared at Jiang Feng, who was not far ahead, and snarled through gritted teeth, "Jiang Feng, stop being so arrogant! Don't think that reaching the Spiritual Transformation stage guarantees victory over me. This is where you'll die!" Before he finished speaking, his spiritual energy surged like a volcanic eruption, and his figure, like lightning, instantly crossed space, arriving above Jiang Feng's head in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, a massive, overwhelming pressure swept over Jiang Feng, seemingly threatening to crush him completely. Jiang Feng felt as if this pressure was like a mountain crushing an egg, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably, and for a moment, he was unable to move at all.

At the same time, Zhang Qingde swung the stick in his hand fiercely, and with an unparalleled gust of wind, he smashed it directly towards Jiang Feng's head! The stick cut through the void, bringing with it a sharp and piercing whistling sound. The air was torn apart wherever it passed, forming a visible white air wave.

Jiang Feng's heart tightened, instantly sensing the looming threat of death. His expression grew grim, knowing his opponent was formidable, and a single misstep would spell his doom. Unable to afford even the slightest delay, Jiang Feng decisively activated the Nine Transformations Golden Body Technique, chanting a mantra. As the technique unfolded, his body rapidly expanded, transforming into a massive, flaming war god over ten feet tall!

Jiang Feng had no time to think about anything else. His eyes blazed with fire as he roared, "Fire Dragon Destroys Heaven!" With this roar, a massive fire dragon, a hundred meters long, roared out from his palm, empowered by the Dharma Realm. The dragon, blazing with flames, lunged at Zhang Qingde's club with its fangs and claws bared.

The two collided with a resounding roar, shaking the earth. In an instant, a raging wind blew, sand and rocks flew, and violent energy exploded everywhere, like a nuclear bomb. The spectators were caught off guard and were thrown to the ground by the terrifying shockwave, sending them flying backwards in disarray.

The state of Dharma Realm could not be maintained for too long, as this move consumed spiritual energy too quickly. While Jiang Feng urged the Qingyun Jue to recover the consumed spiritual energy, he thought about how to deal with the enemy.

Zhang Qingde, retreating several steps, was horrified. He had heard of Jiang Feng's unusual acrobatics before, but hadn't taken them seriously, dismissing them as mere trifles. But witnessing them with his own eyes, he truly felt their extraordinary power. Even more astonishing was the sight of the gloves Jiang Feng wore emitting the aura of immortal artifacts, clearly no ordinary artifact. The sharp sword he clutched, gleaming with a cold light and radiating with swift energy, was undoubtedly no ordinary weapon either.

At this moment, Jiang Feng not only possessed powerful spells, but also displayed various treasures in his hands one after another. Such strength made Zhang Qingde feel regretful, and he secretly regretted his rash decision to become his enemy!

Zhang Qingde stared at Jiang Feng intently and said loudly, "Boy, I underestimated you. But don't get carried away. You must know that this secret technique of yours may not be able to sustain it for long. Besides, every time you use the immortal weapon in your hand, it will consume a large amount of your internal spiritual energy. I understand that your cultivation is not easy, so I will give you one last chance. As long as you admit defeat and return to the sect with me, I can guarantee that you will be spared."

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