Immediately afterwards, Jiang Feng unleashed the first move of the Nine Dragon Sword Technique—Purple Air Coming from the East. Instantly, a vast, majestic stream of purple air erupted from the tip of the sword, sweeping towards the ninth thunderbolt like a surging wave. A resounding, earth-shaking boom echoed, the ground trembling violently and the surrounding space trembling with it. Billowing smoke and dust rose into the air, quickly spreading and obscuring everyone's vision.
As the smoke and dust gradually cleared, everyone finally got a clear view of the situation. Jiang Feng stood motionless, head held high and chest puffed out, his gaze tilted upwards towards the sky. His left arm was still shattered, and his entire body was charred black from head to toe by the lightning and fire, emitting a pungent, burnt smell. Yet, his eyes still gleamed with a gleam of unyielding determination, as if declaring to the world his unwavering resolve to never yield to fate.
Several people walked slowly towards Jiang Feng. When they got in front of Jiang Feng, Fatty Qiu was almost scared to death. He saw that Jiang Feng's face looked like it had been gnawed by an evil ghost. It was bumpy and uneven, with the skin and flesh rolled up to reveal the charred bones underneath. One eyeball drooped beside his cheek, and the other eye was swollen with bloodshot and almost jumped out of the eye socket. There was only half a black hole left in his nose, and his lips had disappeared. His teeth were exposed unevenly, and his face was covered with traces of black blood scabs and scorched earth. He looked extremely terrifying.
Fatty Qiu took a few steps back in fear, almost collapsing to the ground. However, Jiang Feng slowly raised his right hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Fellow Daoist Qiu." Then, he collapsed with weakness all over his body. Fatty Qiu immediately hugged Jiang Feng, and his admiration for him increased a little more!
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