Liu Feng snorted coldly, his wrist flicked, and his spear swept out.
"Clang!"
The two weapons collided, erupting with a terrifying wave.
"Bang!"
Liu Feng stomped his foot heavily, retreating a hundred meters. His cheeks were slightly flushed, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Clearly, Zhou Yan's attack had also injured him significantly.
"Kid, your strength is only slightly better than mine. Do you really think you can defeat me? I advise you to surrender obediently!"
Zhou Yan licked his lips, staring at Liu Feng with a mocking expression.
"You are wrong. You are now a spent force. What awaits you will be eternal despair!"
Liu Feng let out a cold laugh.
"Hahahaha... You are truly laughable. With your meager strength, you dare to speak such big words. I think your head is broken!"
Zhou Yan threw his head back and laughed.
Liu Feng snorted coldly, pushed off the ground with his feet, and soared forward again, his speed suddenly increasing, charging directly at Zhou Yan.
"Bang!"
Zhou Yan clenched his fists and met the charge again.
"Boom!"
A great force erupted, and both were pushed back dozens of meters. Zhou Yan's face was pale, his legs felt weak.
"Kid, I told you, you are no match for me. Don't bother seeking your own doom!"
Zhou Yan's face was ashen, his teeth gritted, his face twisted and ferocious.
"Heh heh, I am looking forward to how long you can last!"
The young man smiled faintly, tapped the ground with his toes, and shot upwards with incredible speed.
Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed sharply. The long sword in his hand thrust out directly, a sword energy whistling out, tearing the sky, like a sharp arrow.
"Bang!"
The two weapons clashed again.
Zhou Yan was sent flying back once more.
"Kid, let's see how long you can hold on!"
Zhou Yan roared and charged at Liu Feng again. Each time, he managed to dodge Zhou Yan's attack and then thrust out his spear.
Under these circumstances, Zhou Yan's combat power was continuously weakened.
On the other hand, Liu Feng's aura remained strong, not at all like a martial artist who had just entered the Half-Emperor realm.
After the time it takes for one incense stick to burn.
Zhou Yan was panting, sweat dripping from his forehead, his eyes filled with shock and fear.
"How could this be... How could this be! You... how did you do it!"
Zhou Yan was filled with disbelief, unable to accept that this was real.
"What, you can't believe it?"
Liu Feng said calmly, "Actually, your strength is less than one-fifth of my peak state. If my cultivation hadn't fallen, you would have been no match for me!"
"What? Your cultivation has fallen?"
Zhou Yan's body stiffened slightly. His eyes went blank for a moment, and a look of wild joy appeared on his face. "Haha, I didn't expect you to fall into my trap. Didn't you say you were going to kill me? Now, you should have this chance, right?"
"Is that so?"
A playful curve appeared at the corner of Liu Feng's mouth. "Do you think I, in my current state, am a match for you?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yan's expression froze.
"Kid, you are seeking death!"
Zhou Yan's eyes turned icy. He leaped up, his spear pointed at Liu Feng's chest.
"Whoosh!"
Zhou Yan's spear transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards Liu Feng.
"Rumble!"
Zhou Yan's body was sent flying backward, smashing through a mountain wall and creating a huge gap.
Liu Feng stood in the void, his clothes fluttering, a stern expression on his face.
"Kid, do you really think you can do anything to me with this little bit of strength?"
Zhou Yan emerged from the ruins, his face filled with venom and madness.
"Let's see how many spears you can block!"
He roared, wielding his spear and shooting towards Liu Feng.
"Clang clang clang clang!"
Liu Feng waved his arm, and the two spears clashed repeatedly in mid-air.
"Clang!"
The spear flew out of his hand.
Zhou Yan's expression changed slightly. He stomped his foot on the ground and lunged forward. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Clang!"
Another sound of clashing metal.
Zhou Yan's face turned pale, a sharp pain in his shoulders, and his body involuntarily flew backward.
He looked down and saw that one of his arms had been severed by Liu Feng's axe.
"Pfft!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his clothes, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.
"Kid, you actually injured me!"
"Kid, since you want to experience what it's like to wish you were dead, I will grant you your wish!"
Zhou Yan's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze crimson. He flipped his palm, and a ball of black mist emerged from his palm, emitting a dark glow and a foul stench.
This ball of black mist was the evil puppet refined by Zhou Yan!
"Swish!"
The black mist transformed into a black storm, sweeping towards Liu Feng.
The black storm was mixed with an endless chilling aura, as if countless vengeful spirits were howling, sending chills down one's spine.
"Rumble..."
Zhou Yan controlled this black storm, crushing it towards Liu Feng, as if it could devour and destroy everything.
"Hmm? Interesting fellow, to be able to use an evil puppet!"
Liu Feng frowned. Although he couldn't see through the black storm, he could clearly feel its terrifying power. If he were hit, he would be utterly destroyed.
"Shua!"
His body flickered, and Liu Feng disappeared from his original position, evading the black storm. At the same time, he reached out his right hand, his finger pointing fiercely at the black storm.
"Bang!"
The black storm exploded, turning into countless pieces of flesh that splattered everywhere.
Liu Feng's lips curved upwards, a hint of disdain flashing across his face, "A mere puppet of a third-grade low-level spirit beast dares to contend with me!"
Liu Feng's speed was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zhou Yan and swung his staff.
"Pong!"
Zhou Yan was sent flying, crashing into a pile of rubble. Several of his bones were broken, and blood gushed from his face like a spring, making him look particularly disheveled.
"Chuckle!"
Zhou Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with venom. He stared fixedly at Liu Feng, his anger raging, wishing he could skin Liu Feng alive to vent his hatred.
"You... you actually deciphered my puppet!"
Zhou Yan struggled to get up, blood slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth. His eyes were terrifyingly gloomy. "I am not resigned! I am not resigned! My strength has clearly surpassed yours, so why have I still lost!"
Zhou Yan's heart was filled with unwillingness and resentment. He couldn't understand why, even though he was a rank higher than Liu Feng, he should have easily defeated Liu Feng.
Yet, he hadn't even managed to touch the opponent's clothes before being defeated by a single move.
Liu Feng's gaze was calm, his lips moved slightly, and he uttered a sentence: "Because you are too stupid. Do you know that the most terrifying thing in this world is not your strength, but your extreme stupidity!"