At the same time, Shangguan Zixiu, behind the shield, keenly sensed the approaching danger. His eyes suddenly grew serious, not daring to be careless. Seeing the overwhelming golden fist shadow about to shatter the shield, Shangguan Zixiu suddenly roared in anger. With this roar, his immortal energy suddenly intensified several times, like a volcanic eruption. Then, he swung the flying sword tightly in his hand, transforming into a dazzling sword light, slashing straight at Jiang Feng.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, Jiang Feng had no time to dodge. With a single whirring sound, the incredibly sharp sword slashed across his chest, leaving a deep, horrifying wound. Blood immediately gushed from the wound, staining Jiang Feng's shirt red. He groaned, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Duanmu Jiu, who was watching the fight from the sidelines, couldn't help but smile grimly at this scene. He said sarcastically, "Boy, with your meager skills, you still dream of defeating an immortal? What a foolish dream!" However, in the face of Duanmu Jiu's sarcasm, Jiang Feng showed no sign of backing down. He endured the severe pain, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes rekindled with fighting spirit.
Jiang Feng quickly adjusted his posture, his hands rapidly forming a complex hand seal. As the seal took shape, the surrounding spiritual energy, as if drawn by some mysterious force, began to converge frantically towards him. At the same time, the Dragon Lord, who had been hiding in the shadows, also sensed Jiang Feng's call. Without hesitation, he unleashed his powerful dragon power, which poured into Jiang Feng's body at an extremely fast speed.
Shangguan Zixiu's previously calm face suddenly turned gloomy, and even a fine layer of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He clearly felt a strong and suffocating pressure sweeping over him. This pressure was like a towering mountain pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Before Shangguan Zixiu could react, Jiang Feng rushed towards him like a ferocious cheetah. At the same time, Jiang Feng concentrated all his strength on his right fist, and the sound of wind and thunder could be heard between the whistling fist wind.
"Chaos destroys the sky!" Jiang Feng roared, and the entire space seemed to tremble. The next second, Jiang Feng's figure vanished from the scene like a ghost. It turned out that all this was due to the orcs' meticulously planned and pre-arranged space teleportation formation, and its effects were beyond imagination!
Shangguan Zixiu was startled and quickly turned to respond. However, he had never expected the sheer force of Jiang Feng's attack to penetrate the immortal shield he had always prided himself on. With a loud bang, Jiang Feng's fist landed firmly on Shangguan Zixiu's body.
Under the impact of this tremendous force, Shangguan Zixiu flew backwards dozens of feet like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Jiang Feng not far away in astonishment, his eyes filled with disbelief.
At this moment, Jiang Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing an enigmatic smile. Then, the deathly cry, as if emanating from the depths of hell, rang out again: "Immortals are nothing! Kill them for me!!!" Before the words had even finished, Shangguan Zixiu felt his soul tremble violently, as if bound by invisible shackles. In an instant, time seemed to freeze around him, pausing its flow. Shangguan Zixiu lost control of his body, unable to move an inch.
In that split second, Jiang Feng's towering figure, like a mountain, loomed before Shangguan Zixiu. The Nine Dragon Sword, tightly gripped in his hand, shone with dazzling light, like nine dragons soaring into the air. With the force of thunder, he fiercely slashed at the almighty True Immortal. In the blink of an eye, the once invincible and aloof True Immortal's body was split in two by the sword, demonstrating the terrifying and resolute power of Jiang Feng at that moment.
At this critical moment, Shangguan Zixiu's immortal infant tried to escape from this fatal blow. However, a mysterious chaotic energy seemed to have been ready to go, and instantly wrapped it tightly, as if to imprison the immortal infant forever in endless nothingness.
At this moment, Duanmu Jiu moved forward to rescue, but he was surprised to find that he had been trapped in an extremely complicated formation without knowing when. The light and runes around him intertwined to form invisible shackles that trapped him tightly and made it difficult to break through for a while.
Outside the formation, more than ten powerful men from the Qingyun Sect were concentrating on channeling their own spiritual energy. Their faces showed determination and resoluteness, as if they wanted to concentrate all their strength at this moment, tightly controlling Duanmu Jiu in the formation and not allowing him to move at all.
Duanmu Jiu's rage intensified upon seeing this. His voice echoed within the formation, tinged with resentment and anger. "How dare you, ants from the lower realms, treat me like this? I truly underestimated your abilities. I never imagined you could even obtain a divine formation. Your abilities truly impress me. However, I urge you to dismantle this formation as soon as possible and return Shangguan Zixiu's immortal infant to me. Otherwise, once our reinforcements arrive, you will surely face catastrophic destruction and die without a burial place!"
Yet, faced with Duanmu Jiu's threat, the members of the Qingyun Sect remained unwavering. Their eyes were filled with determination and fearlessness, as if they had long been prepared to fight this formidable foe to the bitter end. In this moment, they were not only defending their homeland, but also proving that even in this world where the strong reign, the cultivators of the lower realms possessed unyielding will and immense strength.
Jiang Feng grabbed Shangguan Zixiu's immortal infant with lightning speed. His eyes were cold and determined as he stared at Duanmu Jiu, who was trapped in the formation. He spoke slowly, his voice carrying undeniable power, "Threatening me? I'm afraid you don't understand me, Jiang Feng, well enough. Today, let me show you with my actions that even the so-called 'ants' can display the might of a god-killer!"
As he finished speaking, the chaotic energy surrounding Jiang Feng seemed to respond to his will and began to ruthlessly refine Shangguan Zixiu's Immortal Infant with indescribable speed and force. The ancient and mysterious power contained in the chaotic energy seemed to be able to devour everything. Even a noble and powerful being like the Immortal Infant seemed vulnerable before this force.
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