The next moment, he leaped up abruptly, his right leg kicking out, carrying a trace of sharp gang wind, aiming straight for Chen Xuanfeng's chest.
"Mere trickery!"
Seeing this, Chen Xuanfeng calmly struck out with his right palm.
Their fists collided, making a sound like clashing metal.
"Hmm?"
After one exchange, Chen Xuanfeng raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his expression.
Zhou Yan appeared frail, yet the strength he unleashed was terrifying.
However, this was merely the beginning.
Zhou Yan shifted his feet, his form elusive, and in an instant, he was right in front of Chen Xuanfeng.
Bang!
Zhou Yan swept out a whip kick, carrying an unstoppable, powerful momentum, and lashed out fiercely at Chen Xuanfeng.
"Mere trickery!"
Chen Xuanfeng calmly reached out to block.
Bang!
However, this strike was too ferocious. Chen Xuanfeng's arm went numb, and he was forced back several steps, nearly falling to the ground.
"This..."
Around them, the black-robed figures were stunned.
This was Elder Chen, a mighty congenital master, yet he was being suppressed by Zhou Yan?
"Damn it!"
Chen Xuanfeng's face turned ashen, a look of shame and anger flashing in his eyes.
He was actually repelled by a young nobody, a waste!
"Little beast, you've enraged me!"
The next moment, Chen Xuanfeng's aura surged, his body shot up from the ground, transforming into a streak of light, and he dived towards Zhou Yan.
"No matter who you are, I will kill you today!"
Chen Xuanfeng's killing intent was bone-chilling.
The more monstrous Zhou Yan became, the fiercer his killing intent grew.
If such a peerless genius were allowed to live, he would undoubtedly become his nightmare in the future.
Therefore, he had to eliminate Zhou Yan before he grew his wings!
With sword qi crisscrossing the air, Chen Xuanfeng unleashed a secret technique, going all out.
"Hmph!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, glancing around with his peripheral vision, then unleashed both fists to meet Chen Xuanfeng.
Boom boom boom!
They clashed, fists and feet meeting, emitting dull thuds.
"Boy, you are too reckless!"
Suddenly, Chen Xuanfeng sneered, his eyes brightened, and his internal true qi surged, converging at his fingertips.
"Splitting Sea Crushing Star Finger!"
Abruptly, Chen Xuanfeng's eyes turned bloodshot. He pointed a single index finger, like a falling meteor, hurtling towards Zhou Yan.
At this moment, all his true qi was channeled into his fingertip, like a cannonball, its power utterly terrifying.
The air was torn apart, and the shrill whistling sound was bone-chilling.
"Bad!"
Zhou Yan's expression changed, and he quickly dodged to the side.
However, though he avoided the vital spot, he was still a fraction of a second too slow. Chen Xuanfeng's fingernail grazed his shoulder, and blood spurted out.
Stumble, stumble, stumble!
Zhou Yan staggered a few steps, clutching his wound, his face pale.
This scene filled the Zhou family members with deep worry.
"Little brat, you're finished!"
Seeing Zhou Yan injured, a sinister smile played on Chen Xuanfeng's lips.
"Heh heh, Zhou Yan, I never thought you'd end up like this!"
A black-robed figure grinned.
"Zhou Yan, hand over the Tiger Bone Ganoderma and the Dragon Elephant Fruit obediently, and I can spare your life. Otherwise, your death anniversary will be this time next year!"
Another black-robed figure cackled sinisterly, his demeanor arrogant.
"Hmph, you've got the wrong person. I'm not some Zhou Yan, but the Ninth Young Master of the Prince of Zhou's Estate. My name is Zhou Yan!"
Zhou Yan straightened his body, his gaze piercing, staring at Chen Xuanfeng and the others.
What?
Upon hearing Zhou Yan's words, Chen Xuanfeng's expression froze, revealing shock.
Zhou Yan, wasn't Zhou Yan?
This was impossible!
He had personally confirmed it. This body was Zhou Yan's.
"No, this isn't Zhou Yan!"
The next moment, Chen Xuanfeng seemed to recall something, a look of realization dawning on his face.
"Haha, so it's an imposter. I knew you weren't worthy of the Tiger Bone Ganoderma!"
"But even if you're not Zhou Yan, so what? You'll still inevitably die!"
With that, Chen Xuanfeng's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he lunged at Zhou Yan again.
Chen Xuanfeng's aura surged like a wolf or a tiger. Every palm strike was like a mountain collapsing into the sea, carrying a fierce force.
At this moment, Zhou Yan was constantly pushed back.
After all, he had cultivated for a short time and couldn't compare to Chen Xuanfeng.
"Zhou Yan, surrender!"
Chen Xuanfeng coldly shouted, extending his hands like eagle claws, aiming for Zhou Yan's neck.
"If you can hurt me, you win!"
A sharp glint flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, meeting Chen Xuanfeng head-on.
The next moment, they exchanged a blow, resulting in a loud bang, and Zhou Yan was sent flying several meters back.
Zhou Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face looking pale.
"So strong!"
He looked up at Chen Xuanfeng, his pupils constricting.
The gap in their strength was too vast.
"Little bastard, I'll send you on your way today!"
Chen Xuanfeng sneered and pressed forward again, preparing to finish Zhou Yan off.
"As expected of a congenital master. I am no match!"
Zhou Yan shook his head, a solemn look in his eyes.
His cultivation realm was low. His physical body was powerful, but his true essence was far inferior, unable to bridge the gap in cultivation.
"Kid, I advise you to kneel and beg for mercy, or I'll turn you into a pulp with a single palm!"
Chen Xuanfeng's gaze was cold, his killing intent boiling.
"Heh heh, I've practiced martial arts since childhood. How can I be someone who fears death?"
Zhou Yan smiled indifferently, standing tall, his eyes revealing an unyielding will.
"Since you refuse a toast and insist on apenalty, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
A hint of ferocity crossed Chen Xuanfeng's face. Decisive and ruthless, he was about to strike and kill Zhou Yan without any hesitation.
"Stop!"
Just then, a sharp cry reached their ears.
Following closely, a figure in a purple dress, Zhou Yuting, rushed over swiftly.
Her delicate face was flushed with anger, and her beautiful eyes stared at Chen Xuanfeng, filled with hatred.
"Chen Xuanfeng, how dare you attack Yan'er! Believe it or not, my father will kill your entire family!"
Zhou Yuting's fury surged as she yelled.
"Zhou Yuting, don't forget, you are no longer a member of the Zhou family!"
Chen Xuanfeng chuckled sinisterly, his gaze roaming over Zhou Yuting's voluptuous figure, a look of undisguised lust on his face.
"I'm telling you, if you dare to stop me today, I'll kill you too!"
Chen Xuanfeng sneered coldly, his eyes chilling, showing no fear.
"Presumptuous! I am the daughter of the Zhou family's patriarch. Try to touch me if you dare!"
Zhou Yuting's face turned red, and she glared at Chen Xuanfeng indignantly.
"Hmph, Zhou Yan is dead. I'd like to see who can save you now!"
Chen Xuanfeng snorted coldly. He flicked his large sleeve and was about to make a move.
"Brother Zhou Yan!"
Zhou Yaoyao's face was ashen, her eyes moist, tears streaming down her cheeks.
She gritted her teeth, looking at Chen Xuanfeng, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, her heart aching.
Pfft!
Chen Xuanfeng's figure flickered, about to strike Zhou Yan. However, at that moment, a sharp blade pierced his heart from behind.
"You... you actually ambushed me?"
Feeling the searing pain from behind, Chen Xuanfeng turned his head sharply, only to meet a pair of deep, dark eyes. He couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Chen Xuanfeng, you forced me to do this!"
A cold voice slowly echoed.