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Sensing the waves of crazy spatial fluctuations coming from the Blade of Space, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly revealed a trace of determination. "Green-clothed, help me with all your strength!"

The Sky Breaking Sword, which he had held in his hand for a long time, suddenly released a deep glow.

"Chen Feng, I've expended some origin energy today. I wish you another one!" In her Sea of Consciousness, Lu Yi's pretty face was icy cold. A trace of dense green gas was flashing between her brows.

The next moment, this green robe suddenly flew out and landed on Chen Feng's body through his sea of consciousness.

"Lu Yi, thank you!" Chen Feng gritted his teeth as his heart was filled with emotions. After staying in his sea of consciousness for several years, Chen Feng was naturally able to understand that this wave of energy was condensed from the essence of the green cloth after it was overdrawn.

Lu Yi's brows blinked, but she closed her eyes and did not speak again. At this moment, she was incomparably weak.

The conversation between the two seemed like it took a long time, but in reality, it only lasted for a split-second. In Zuo Leng Chan's eyes, Chen Feng's gaze only flashed as his body was enveloped in a layer of green gas. Within the green robe, traces of a sharp sword intent were constantly emanating, giving people a feeling of danger.

At this moment, a sneer still appeared on Zuo Leng Chan's face, "With such a secretary, it's no wonder that he could kill an elementary Loose Immortal. However, I am a Loose Immortal who has experienced a life and death calamity, so my body has condensed quite a decent amount of immortal spirit energy. Under the effects of this celestial spiritual energy, any of your improvements will be useless. "

Just as he finished speaking, a violet light shone out from his palm. It was celestial spiritual energy.

Zuo Leng Chan extended his big hand and slowly reached towards Chen Feng's body.

"What a powerful celestial spiritual energy." As they felt the incomparably heavy aura of the celestial spiritual energy within Zuo Leng Chan's palm, all the outer sect's Peak Masters turned pale.

In front of the celestial spiritual energy, their breathing didn't seem to be smooth!

However, compared to the pale faces of the crowd, Chen Feng's face was rippling with a hint of madness. That fearless willpower made Zuo Leng Chan's expression change again. From the bottom of his heart, he felt a sense of unease. However, this uneasiness was quickly washed away by the power of the celestial spiritual energy.

"In front of celestial spiritual energy, all your struggles are futile!" Zuo Leng Chan coldly looked at Chen Feng, who was approaching, and his face revealed a trace of ridicule.

"Let's try it out first!" The madness on Chen Feng's face became increasingly strong. The Sky Breaking Sword in his hand rumbled loudly. Countless energies surged into the Sky Breaking Sword, making the Sky Breaking Sword feel as if it was about to collapse.

However, Chen Feng was neither sad nor happy. He only channeled the various types of energy in his body and then merged it with the Sky Breaking Sword. Quiet, ready to strike!

"Crunch."

An incomparably crisp sound rang out. On the blade of the Heaven Breaking Sword, a crack spread out like a spider web, growing larger and larger.

"Humph!" Chen Feng remained silent and only snorted. At this moment, the energy on the Heaven Breaking Sword had already been gathered to a limit, and it was about to come into contact with Zuo Leng Chan.

In the next moment, it was a battle to the death!

"Die, boy, I will crush you to pieces!" Zuo Leng Chan laughed loudly. His palm suddenly swelled up and instantly became the size of a door plate. He then pinched towards Chen Feng.

At the same time, Chen Feng raised both his arms. The Sky Breaking Sword, covered with cracks, whizzed out.

This stab sounded like a peal of thunder that could destroy the world, causing everyone to feel pain in their ears.

An eye-piercing sword light circulated, and the Sky Breaking Sword shattered into pieces. In the end, only the dazzling sword light was left, piercing towards Zuo Leng Chan's palm.

The collision occurred in that instant.

Everyone widened their eyes as they watched the battle between the two. Meng Shan and the other Jade-Bamboo Peak disciples were sweating like a pig. Their eyes were filled with anxiety. Now, Chen Feng was the pillar of support for the Jade-Bamboo Peak. If he were to fall, the Jade-Bamboo Peak would be annihilated along with him. Moreover, the relationship between the crowd and Chen Feng had long since become as deep as the ocean; it was as if they were loyal to the heavens.

"Go to hell!" Zuo Leng Chan roared loudly, and the door sized palm suddenly closed, sucking in Chen Feng's entire body. At this moment, all the sword light had disappeared, leaving only a huge fist raised forcefully in the air. It was as if a mountain was hanging in the sky, terrifying the soul.

"It's over, we've been caught!" The hearts of the people from the Jade-Bamboo Peak trembled as if the sky had fallen. They felt waves of powerlessness.

Just like the disciples of the Jade-Bamboo Peak, the other Peak Masters also sighed. They understood very well that the power of Zuo Leng Chan's big hand was enough to annihilate an ordinary elementary stage Loose Immortal. Moreover, he still had the power of an immortal spirit in his palm. Although Chen Feng was formidable, he would definitely die if he were to be caught like this.

However, what no one expected was that the originally haughty Zuo Leng Chan's expression was now as cold as a block of ice that would never melt after ten thousand years. He frowned as he looked at his huge fists, thinking about something.

A drop of sweat dripped down from Zuo Leng Chan's forehead. Then, a second drop, a third drop … The continuous streams of sweat quickly soaked Zuo Leng Chan's clothes.

"What's wrong? Is Chen Feng not dead?" This phenomenon of Zuo Leng Chan moved everyone's hearts.

At this time, Zuo Leng Chan's complexion suddenly changed. Then, his fist exploded and blood and flesh flew everywhere. A dazzling beam of light broke through the barrier, just like the first ray of sunlight after dawn. It was truly beautiful.

However, in Zuo Leng Chan's eyes, this appearance was like a living hell. He only felt that the aura of death was growing stronger and stronger.

"No, impossible, how did you manage to break through my celestial spiritual energy!" Zuo Leng Chan screamed as he flew backwards, as if he wanted to break away from the sword light.

"Do you still have time to run?" A cold voice abruptly came from behind the sword aura. Chen Feng's figure flashed and appeared beside the sword aura. He pinched the sword aura and pierced it into the space between Zuo Leng Chan's eyebrows.

This series of movements was as fast as lightning, so fast that Zuo Leng Chan didn't even have time to react. He only felt a light in front of him, and then a sharp pain came from his forehead.