Just when everyone thought Jiang Feng had no chance of winning, no one expected that Jiang Feng, who was trapped in a huge pit and seemed to be unable to recover, would suddenly stand up! At this moment, everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on him.
Jiang Feng's appearance at this moment was utterly terrifying. His eyes were bloodshot, a terrifying crimson. His skin, like cracked earth, crumbled inch by inch. Blood oozed from the cracks, only to be instantly evaporated by a mysterious force. He looked like a ferocious beast awakened from a deep slumber, emitting an unparalleled aura of wildness.
With a deep roar, Jiang Feng's body began to grow at an astonishing rate. His clothing instantly ripped apart, shattering into countless strips that flew everywhere. His body continued to grow, reaching a height of over ten feet before finally stopping. Such a massive figure was intimidating.
Jiang Feng's muscles bulged, his lines defined, and he exuded explosive power. His body was enveloped in blazing flames, which danced joyfully like spirits, illuminating him like a god of war. His already fiery red hair was especially intense, now ablaze. The flames shot up several feet into the air, creating a scene from afar that looked as if a dazzling sun was resting upon his head.
Jiang Feng let out a long howl, the sound like a huge bell, deafening and resounding through the sky. Everyone present felt their eardrums buzzing, and some even covered their ears and squatted down in pain.
With every step Jiang Feng took forward, the ground beneath him trembled violently, as if unable to withstand such overwhelming force. The muscles in his sturdy, powerful arms bulged, as if they held boundless power. He clenched his fists tightly, and from them flashes of blue lightning flashed, arcs of electricity leaping and crisscrossing, crackling as if threatening to tear the very space apart.
Two tangible red rays of light shot out from his eyes, and wherever his gaze reached, the air was scorched and distorted. At this moment, Jiang Feng was like a demon descending to the earth, emitting a terrifying aura. Those who had previously believed that he was doomed to fail now all looked terrified, staring blankly at this behemoth.
Suddenly, Jiang Feng waved his hand, and a fiery red hand instantly grabbed Zhang Jie. Zhang Jie struggled in fear, but found himself as difficult to break free as an ant.
"Do you think you can beat me?" Jiang Feng's voice sounded like thunder, echoing in this space.
But at this moment, a strange light suddenly appeared on Zhang Jie's body, and an ancient rune emerged. This rune contained a mysterious and powerful power, and instantly enveloped Zhang Jie's entire body.
Jiang Feng felt a massive recoil from his hand, forcing it to loosen. Zhang Jie took this opportunity to quickly retreat, a look of terror on his face. It turned out that this rune was a life-saving gift from the sect leader, and it wouldn't activate unless it was a matter of life and death.
Jiang Feng frowned slightly, realizing that the battle was far from over. But he would not give Zhang Jie any chance to breathe. He leaped up, and his huge body immediately appeared above Zhang Jie's head.
A golden light shot out from the Chaos Yuanying's eyes again, the very soul attack. Zhang Jie had just regained his balance when he froze in his tracks. Jiang Feng's gaze was as sharp as a torch, without a trace of hesitation. He had only one thought in mind: I'll kill you! He took a deep breath, concentrating all his energy into his fist, and shouted, "Wind and Snow Sky-Splitting Fist, Third Style—Fire Dragon Destroying the Heavens!"
In an instant, a massive fire dragon appeared out of nowhere, claws and fangs bared, lunging towards Zhang Jie. The dragon radiated blazing flames, seemingly capable of incinerating everything. Jiang Feng's punch, with the force of a thunderbolt, struck Zhang Jie's chest hard.
A dull thud echoed, and Zhang Jie was sent flying backwards as if struck hard. Simultaneously, the terrifying energy of the strange blue fire invaded his body. Once inside, the strange blue fire began to burn furiously, igniting Zhang Jie's internal organs in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Jie let out a shrill scream as his body arced through the air before crashing heavily into the formation at the edge of the arena. The overwhelming force of the impact instantly reduced his entire body to a bloody mess, a horrific sight. However, Zhang Jie wasn't dead yet; all that could be heard was the agonizing howls of pain from his Nascent Soul within the raging flames.
"Master, save me..." Zhang Jie cried out with all his might, his voice echoing throughout the arena, making people's hair stand on end.
At that moment, a dark figure rushed towards the ring like lightning. Before the figure even reached the ring, a wave of overwhelming palm power had already struck. Jiang Feng's heart tightened, and he dared not delay even a moment. He quickly crossed his fists and used all his strength to resist the ferocious attack.
Unfortunately, the opponent was a master who had reached the peak of his strength. The strength of his attack was beyond Jiang Feng's ability to contend with. Although Jiang Feng had used all his strength, he was still unable to withstand such a terrifying blow.
With a loud bang, Jiang Feng flew backward like a kite with its string cut. Blood gushed from his mouth in mid-air, showering the ground like raindrops. His magical power, the Dharma Realm of Heaven and Earth, instantly dissipated due to the severe damage.
When Jiang Feng fell heavily to the ground, his whole body was covered with scars and his bones were broken, looking horrible.
Almost at the same time, several figures appeared on the stage like ghosts. Among them, Xiao Qingfang, without a word, wielded an extremely sharp sword and slashed directly at Shen Wantian, who had just attacked Jiang Feng. The sword's force was so sharp that it caused a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
At this moment, a majestic voice from the stands resounded throughout the square: "Don't you take my dynasty seriously?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stood still, not daring to take any action.
Because the owner of this voice is none other than the contemporary Human Emperor——Huangfu Yan
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