It has to be said that Mu Feng's luck was really bad, especially compared to Zhan Changtian. However, Mu Feng never thought he could lose this battle. Even though he paid a heavy price in his previous battle with Zhan Changtian, Jing Li was different from Zhan Changtian; he was neither a body cultivator nor a sword cultivator, making him easier to deal with.
However, when they actually clashed, Mu Feng was left speechless with despair. What kind of bad luck was this? Where did this person come from? He hadn't heard of this person much in the secret realm before, only knowing that he was lucky and therefore ranked high in points. He never imagined that this person was actually hiding his true strength.
Facing Mu Feng, Jing Li also became serious. He slowly drew out the Phoenix Feather, which was burning fiercely. Two small balls, one black and one white, floated on his shoulder.
In an instant, the two were locked in combat. Their weapons were surprisingly similar, one black and one red, intertwined like two giant dragons, neither willing to yield an inch.
Mu Feng's invincible Netherworld Chains had no effect on Feng Ling; the flames on his fiery red whip remained bright. Meanwhile, Jing Li, protected by the Yin-Yang Demon Flame, was completely unaffected by the poison, killing intent, and malevolent energy emanating from the Netherworld Demon Flame.
"Is that all the strength you have? You might as well admit defeat sooner!" Jing Li chuckled, pulling back the phoenix feather. The Yin-Yang Demon Flame on her shoulder instantly transformed into a Tai Chi Bagua diagram, slamming down on Mu Feng. But that wasn't all. The fiery red phoenix scales grew larger and slammed down on Mu Feng as well. Mu Feng roared and transformed into his original form, a unicorn rhinoceros. The single horn on his forehead blocked the phoenix scales' attack. He pushed the Netherworld Chains in his hands to their limit, trying to block the Tai Chi Bagua diagram of the Yin-Yang Demon Flame.
Jing Li didn't let him come to his senses and breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, she continued to endlessly consume his inner energy. Under the scorching heat of the Yin-Yang Demon Flame, the black energy on the Netherworld Chains kept dissipating, and countless wronged souls turned into ashes and were released. The deadly poison on the chains was also being mercilessly decomposed. With his natal artifact attacked like this, Mu Feng was naturally in great pain, but there was nothing he could do.
He hadn't expected that Jing Li was actually an alchemist, and an alchemist with a strange fire at that. Moreover, this strange fire had even developed its own sentience. Jing Li's own combat strength was also quite impressive. Although it couldn't compare to Zhan Changtian, it had its own style.
Feng Xiang was finally forced to retreat. Mu Feng, while dealing with the occasional attacks from the Yin-Yang Demon Flame, was also engaged in battle with Jing Li. The most urgent task now was to quickly eliminate Jing Li, and the Yin-Yang Demon Flame would naturally collapse on its own.
Mu Feng's ideas and strategies were correct, but he misjudged Jing Li's combat strength. If the Palace Master could be killed so easily, he wouldn't be the Palace Master.
Soon, Jing Li made full use of her advantages, and the poison she had just concocted from the local materials was quickly sprayed on Mu Feng, continuously weakening Mu Feng's combat power.
Mu Feng was almost driven mad with frustration. Was this some kind of alchemist? How come he still couldn't kill him?
Mu Feng's original form possessed extremely strong defensive capabilities, and Phoenix Feather's attack alone could not break through his defenses. However, Jing Li possessed the Yin-Yang Demon Flame, a powerful weapon that even the strongest alien races could not withstand.
Having suffered several losses at the hands of the Yin-Yang Demon Flame, Mu Feng became more docile, trying to dodge its attacks instead of relying on his strong physical body to withstand them head-on.
This battle between top experts from the human and alien races captivated the attention of everyone inside and outside the arena. This was the first time Jing Li had unleashed her full power, and everyone realized that she had reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. It's well known that the path of cultivation becomes increasingly difficult as one progresses. After reaching the Nascent Soul realm, each minor realm requires an improvement in mental state, as well as the accumulation of time and resources. Jing Li was truly hiding her true strength. At thirty-five years old, she was at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, even more alluring and dazzling than the Holy Maiden of Saintess Peak.
Then there's Zishu, who's also at the half-step Nascent Soul stage. No one connected this to Xiu Qiyu because Xiu Qiyu possesses a rare treasure, right? Of course, he'd take the shortcut; it's Xiu Qiyu's good fortune, nothing to envy. From Jingli and Zishu, they deeply understood the ruthlessness of alchemists. These people, usually gentle and harmless, show no mercy when they fight.
Jing Li's Yin-Yang Demon Flame has awakened its intelligence and is extremely powerful. In addition, Jing Li's own combat strength is also quite remarkable. Although Mu Feng is also a top expert of the alien race, he was crippled by Zhan Changtian before and has not fully recovered yet. In addition, transforming into his original form requires a lot of spiritual energy. Even if he has abundant spiritual energy, if this drags on, he will definitely be worn down to death.
"How could it not work? I clearly tested it. Aren't you itchy now? Your whole body is itchy, and you feel like you want to scratch off a piece of your flesh." Jing Li held the fiery red phoenix feather in her hand, in a very good mood.
The ranking competition doesn't prohibit the use of poison, so what he did wasn't a violation. Besides, he's an alchemist; why would he need to fight to the death with his thin arms and legs, shouting like a madman? He should learn to make full use of his advantages.
"You're despicable." Mu Feng was almost going crazy. Just as Jing Li had said, his whole body was itchy, and he could barely hold onto the Netherworld Chains. What kind of poison was this? Why had he not noticed it at all and fallen for it so easily?
"That's despicable, but there's more despicable and shameless stuff to come!" Jing Li didn't give Mu Feng any time to react, and the fiery red phoenix feather lashed out at Mu Feng again.
The original target was too big, so Mu Feng had no choice but to transform into human form. His face was practically steaming, and bright red blood dripped directly onto the Netherworld Chains. After absorbing the essence from Mu Feng's blood, the Netherworld Chains cheered and emitted bursts of bloody light, transforming into a giant python with a gaping maw, viciously biting at Jing Li.
Jing Li hadn't expected Mu Feng to use this move. The huge cauldron rose straight up against the wind, and Jing Li leaped up, landing directly on Feng Xiang, with the huge blood python behind her.
"Little Yin Yang, cripple it for me." Dressed in purple, with blood at the corner of her mouth, Jing Li showed no panic. The Yin Yang Demon Flame quickly transformed into two enormous dragons, one black and one white, which intertwined and charged towards Mu Feng.
Has Jing Li gone mad? He's not even using the Yin-Yang Demon Flame to restrain the Netherworld Chains. Can he handle it all by himself?
Many people had this question, including Mu Feng, who also sneered. He was sure he could hold out until the Netherworld Chains killed Jing Li.
So, on the arena, the scene became one of Yin-Yang Demon Flame relentlessly attacking Mu Feng, who was desperately trying to hide. Jing Li stood on the fiery red Phoenix Soaring, the phoenix feather in her hand transforming into a dragon, constantly attacking the Netherworld Chains.
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